A Gathering

[Major Dom 1297]

Deep in a forest, moss grows on the tops of rocks, birds flutter peacefully through the air, light peeks through the tops of the large lush trees. In a circular clearing, a strange stone table sits in the shape of a crescent moon. On the convex side, three figures sit, robed in dark orange hooded cloaks. Another figure walks calmly up to them in a lighter colored robe, this one without a hood. The newcomer's voice breaks the silence of the forest.

 

"Tythus, Telanir, Reag. The day has arrived. The Dwarves march on the GM village."

 

The three figures stare silently at the man before the one on the left speaks in a low tone.

 

"Indeed it has snowshovel. Gather the other Technicians, tell them we trigger the PlayerMoveEvent in 144000L."

 

Snowshovel nods and speaks before leaving.

 

"It will be done Telanir."

 

The man turns and walks out of the glade to gather the rest of the force. In two hours, their band would fight alongside the GMs to protect the GM village. In two hours, the power of the TECH TEAM would be revealed.

 

[[Meep, battle at 5 EST/10 GMT.]]

[Shadeleaf 1021]

Arzota wanders back, watching under his cowl, gowling slightly as he approaches the trio,

"The measures we put in place via the newest addition to this realm are of no use without the other 'Gms'..."

He would stare directly to Tythus; "It may be drastic, but we don't have the source... we cannot edit the requirements that are indented to keep other denizens from using the staves... You're going to need to 'op' us, if you wish us any use with covering fire."

 

He would step back slightly after muttering this, eyes flickering to those of Telanir .

"As promised, we fight one way or the other... I know you are bound to this place for the time being, but be trusted that we shall represent you to our fullest ability." He would chuckle for a moment, "There shall be no canceling of playerDeathEvents today; this just got real."

 

The others would appear to ponder a moment before nodding as a group, dismissing Arzota with a wave of their hands.

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Wulfric prepares for the battle "Oh Yemekar tells me that the fourth wall is weaker than it ever was before" 

[Shadeleaf 1021]

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I was saving this for after the battle, but it's actually pretty relevant

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[Shadeleaf 1021]

A message is printed within the lower corner of the creator's screens views:

Followed shortly by a resounding shriek as Arzota fell from sky-level through the branches and leaves overhead, into the grass below; landing with a very solid 'THUNK'.

He would stumble onto his feet some, groaning as he looking over, robes ripped and several arrows sticking out from his side, each fading within minutes. "We... tried..." he said with a slight frown, looking to his left and right and noting both Snowshovel and 'Iblees', in the same condition. "Going out on a limb and saying it's your fault for not being here though." he said, trying to lighten the mood slightly as a staff manifests within his hand, allowing him to support himself slightly.

Telanir stood still a moment, grinning slightly before erupting into laughter.
"Ahhhh, fret not, fret not... this was but a test for you; truly I never expected any of you to win, even with the help of a few tweeks implimented... No, you all did well for what it's worth. Loyalty was shown this day, and that is all that matters." he said with a nod, glancing to the other two before the Junior Techs. "You did well today, now get back to work... We'll handle the fallout later."

~~~~

And with that the Tech Team once more became [mostly] dormant in their sky world... 

[Major Dom 1297]

Snowshovel slowly drifts to the grassy floor from his levitated position in the sky. He extends both of his hands as his battle garments are taken from him and his casual robes put on in a flurry of pixels.

 

"The Orcs betrayed our forces, their demands could only be met through OOC, and I did not have the blessing of OP to grant their wishes. However, they requested we grant their Shamans the power they so deserve. Perhaps we should answer their prayers."

 

He bows to the group and enters into the Eclipse.