Sub-RP: The Plot of the Missing Co-Authors

[MFB]

Off-Topic junk:

This is a RP separate of the other longe and bar and such. It takes place at a different point in time, so it does not interfere with interaction in other threads. Treat this with the same rules as other RPs in this forum, except you are your VR self. Your co-author may participate in such RPs...except for this one, for various circumstances.

The basic plot of this RP is as follows:

The ESPS was experiencing a normal amount of "peace," but there came a day when the co-authors were nowhere to be found. Thus, this RP begins.

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MFB rushed down the halls of the ESPS Hangout, searching random Boards for Link, who was unacounted for.

"LINK!" He called as he opened each door. "Dude...I told him to wait by the chicken statue like...two hours ago! He's not that bad at counting...is he?"

MFB quickly realized that Navi was not around to give her opinion to this statement...in fact, none of MFB's co-authors had appeared all day!

He was begining to actually worry. He raced to the lounge, hoping to find someone there to ask if they'd seen his co-authors.

[Cy Skywalker]

Cy appeared in the simworld with a slight *pop*, saw MFB running out of and into windows with great alacrity, considered joining him cause it looked interesting, then realized something.
Cy: SHRIEK!! GASP*shift*1 Luke where art thou?
Cy frantically looks around the place, sees nobody but MFB, and tries to use the Force but it seems to have been affected by her hair dye, that or Luke's just not around.
Cy: Maybe he went with the twins to Google for some adjectives...MFB! STOP RUNNING! What's up??

<<do you know where the co-authors went?>

[MFB]

((Hehe, no. But that adds to the randomness of the outcome. I do have a vauge idea, though.))

MFB quickly obeys the admin's command and stoped, resulting in himself topeling over. As he stood up, he turned and faced Cy.

"Well, aside from the sky, I CAN'T FIND LINK ANYHERE!" he whined out like a Skywalker, copying Cy's cleverly created description.

"Well, I can't find any of my other co-authors either, but I don't really care about them. Link was supposed to meet me around the big chicken statue in the courtyard, but he never showed. I waited there for like...5 whole minutes!" After this, he continued his Skywalker-ish whining.

[K*doom*ELF]

<<Interesting>>

Yaz appeared in ESPS after recently finishing homework; boredom had set in and she fancied hanging out at ESPS... cake in hand she set off to start some randomness by chucking it at Sauron. She was temporarily distracted by the paniking other ESPS members when she realized...
THE: EEEEEEEEP! LACK OF GOOP NOOO!!!
*decides to re-frantically run around searching for her co-author, completely ignoring the fact that no one else has one either*

<<Cy, if you woyld find it enjoyable, you have permission to modify the grammer, structure, spelling of this post. and dont forget to mimble whilst doing so, lol>>

Cy: YESS! So glad you invited me. *mimbles about horrible grammer*shift*8 The semicolon is my new best ally*

[Morndakiél]

On the second floor of the library, a shadow became two shadows, maybe two people close enough together to be considered conspiring, maybe one person blending into the shadows with the ease of long practice.
One of these shadows became Morndakiel, and soberly she slid down the railing of the spiral staircase and walked into the main lounge, to find the others whining like a whole room full of Skywalkers.
Mourn sighed.
"What is it now?"

[kanedbydemons]

KBD wanders in after hearing all the yelling and whining and seeing Morn slide down the bannister. Although she couldn't make herself heard over the whining and sighing and running around it pretty soon became clear that the co-authors had vanished - *gasp*! Anyway, glancing around it took her a few minutes but eventually she came to the conclusion that Carabosse had vanished too so decided to poke somone on the shoulder.
"Hey, if they've all disappeared then have they disappeared to the same place? Because if so I bet the others are all reeeeally bored of Carabosse by now, she whines like... well, like a Skywalker (to continue the adjective). Anyway, if they are in the same place then they clearly can't come back because if they could then they would have just so as to run away from her before she bores them to tears... Although, they could just have killed her..."
She wanders off muttering to herself about dead co-authors and confused logic that makes no sense.

[K*doom*ELF]

THE: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOO!
*runs around in small circles screaming a whiney scream that is most anoying*
*pauses for braeth* *deeeeeeeeep breath* and... then
THE: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE then continues her whiney scream and circle running about, then pauses slighty to mimble about how horrible random logic is, followed by more mimbling about how sauron will kill himself with some brilliant plan that will fail...
THE: *in a voice now hoarse from screaming so much* AHHHHhhh... *coughcough*
*sits down to start crying... like the skywalkers will probly eventually start doing*

[Cy Skywalker]

Cy shrieks "ALRIGHT, everybody CHILL!" from a combination of annoyance, worry, and chaos. "The screaming and the twisted logic neither are working so we'll have to come up with something inbetween, and stop insulting Skywalkers cause see Luke's there with them all and if they're whining he won't be, he'll be figuring some brilliant plan. Or so I would like to think. So..." she trails off.
'Ah...so...??"

[zzz + KBD]

KBD wanders back when finally someone stops yelling. She also decides to stop the twisted logic - Cy's right, it helps nobody. Nor does the insulting, because nobody could whine as badly as Carabosse so the description's not even that good. Sitting down on the ground, cross legged, she asks "Um, so... Ideas?"

[Morndakiél]

"I said, what's going on." Says Morndakiel, taking over a couch. "The co-authors probably deserted this place cause it's a poor excuse for canon." She smiles evily. "Yours, anyway."

[K*doom*ELF]

THE: UGH! *feels incredibly insulted*
though, she disregards this and and climbs onto the arm of one of the couches, kindof plopped upon it, but still sortof upright... confusing i know...
THE: *in a still hoarse voice* CAN they disert us?? i mean, i feel so detached without sauron around... even though sometimes his "brilliant" plans can get out of hand... we kindof NEED eachother for canon or something no?

[Cy Skywalker]

Cy crosses her arms. "It's not an easy thing to break a bond like that. And canon doesn't matter in cases like this. You should know." She glares at her dark side. "Maybe...we should look through the 'net."

[K*doom*ELF]

THE: can we do that without the twins?? i spose i could try on the control center by myself... but usually they help me... *pauses* *gets teary eyed* *cries out between fresh sobs* OUR FIRST TRIP THROUGH THE NET WITH OUT OUR CO-AUTHORS... WHAAAAAAAAAAAA

[MFB]

MFB: Well, seems like the only logical thing to do...they obviously aren't here. Must be elsewhere. Maybe we should try google?

[Dûncariel]

((Okay, random plot twist, for my own amusement. Since canon doesn't matter...*snrk*))

At that moment, as they were all sitting around, trying to decide what to do, Cemendir stumbled right into the middle of them, leaning heavily on his rune-engraved sword. His silver and black hair was even more tousled than usual, if possible, resembling something out of a very bad anime. He glanced around with dull eyes, and whispered something to himself before straightening and facing them all, gripping his sword in both hands.

"I can't find Dun," he muttered, know all along that that was completely backwards, but just as confused as they, even with that not-so-helpful knowledge.

[MFB]

MFB: A co-author! Wait...maybe Dun's the co-author and Cemendir is the real author!

((MFB acting like Link. ))

[Cy Skywalker]

<<loving the plot twist; i think Dun is the co-author. That'd be awesome.>>

Fresh from the beginning of a tearful semi-whine about the twins, Cy looks up and gasps. "GASP! Cem, where you been!?" Appaled by her own backwoods-Jersey-bred grammer, Cy composes herself. "Heh, are you alright? Dun's the one missing now...If we take the route, the pathway the Enemy set us before, in what became the DijQuest, we could get information from whoever we come across. Some of us could delve into fiction...I know all Luke's contacts in-canon." She takes a breath.

[Dûncariel]

((*snicker* I'VE BEEN TAKEN OVER BY MY OWN CREATION!!!!! *dies painfully* arrrrgggg...))

"I was...." he paused, being confused, then shrugger, gesturing vaguely to the left. "Somewhere that way. I think I hit my head..." Being himself, Cem fingered his sword. "If something was after me, I might've killed it. But I don't really remember..."

[MFB]

MFB listened in on the conversation unfolding, and decided to throw his two rupees in.

MFB: I agree, Cy. Searching the 'net seems to be the most logical move. I suggest we head for google.

[Cy Skywalker]

Cy caught the two rupees and pocketed them. "Alright ESPS, form up." Deep breath. She summoned her adminish-powers, which manifested as a shiny and silver keybosard floating before her, customized with all its script in Basic. A Google Bot floated by, humming slightly, and she waved it away. Her fingers flashed over the kayboard. <<I always wanted to say that.>> And the window into Google opened. Cy looked over her shoulder for a second. "You alright with this, Cemendir?"