Far from the loud city streets of the capitol, Fanatikku, perched on the side of a mountain near the quiet village of Furuyama, lies the Temple of the same name. Since it lies three day's journey from the Emperor's Palace of foot, the Temple is far from the strains of every day life.

This is, of course, the intent. Half of the complex itself is an ancient temple, and many myths involving it and the creation of the world flow among the nations of earth. Only those dedicated enough do come to visit the holy ground. The grounds are kept by and elderly man named Octavian V, who is not known for his physical prowess, but for his wisdom (OOC: Sorry, I couldn't resist :p)

Of course, it would be rather silly just to visit for the temple. In fact, in some aspects, the title of 'Temple' isn't a very good one. The other half of the templar complex is given over to a resort, known as a great place for general rest and relaxation. Hot springs exist in the area, and the temple uses them to create spas with what many claim are theraputic powers. An comfortable inn is kept here, as well as a well-stocked tavern and restaurant. Many an important figure stops by often to get away from it all.

Well, I thought I had better do something for this game. :) Drop by, converse with your fellows, and otherwise try to get away from it all. Develop a storyline or something if you want, or have your characters drop by from somewhere else. Foremost, though, have fun. :goodjob:

Ah may i book an appointment with any massage girls you may have? i need to get limbered up for the tournament which is fast approaching. :D

Hmmm a temple with massage girls... This is the best religion ever!

SaaMsan sends a messanger to the Temple. The name of the messanger is not important to the story, but his message is.
"I bring word from SaaMsan." he states, after running from the tent on the field. "Lemme just remember it word for word." He pauses, thinks, and agrivates the man who got stuck listening to him "Okay. He wanted something about a massage and a bath, or something in between the two of them. Can you do that?" He waited for the response.

Yes, the temple also offers massage treatments that will help any ailment of the spine that you might have. Our massagers (both women and men) work round-the-clock to ensure that everyone who drops by is in tip-top shape.

We can easily set appointments for BCLG-san and SaaM-san for tomorrow, if both so desire. :D

Ankka has just recently heard of the new Temple in Furuyama, and decides to give it a test. He also heard that there where baths and massage services, and so, after a nice breakfast one day, leaves home and starts the journey to the Temple of furuyama.


*3 days later*

Ankka finally reaches the temple, and sees that it is beautiful and really more like a piece of art than a building. He goes to ask for a massage and bath time, and wonders if it would be possible to get some kind of a sleeping place to stay here a little longer, the three - day trip has worn him out totally.

yes i would like to book an appointment many times during the tournament :D

I am glad, Ankka-san, that you are enjoying your stay. If you get hungry, especially after your trip, I can have a nice full breakfast sent to your room.

BCLG-san, we can arrange transport for you as well on a horse-drawn carriage to and from the games. Of course, the technology is very new, so while it may be a fast ride, it will be a rough one...

"Breakfast in the bedroom? Now that's cool! I think I'll try it out... my mom never let me eat in the bed, because there would be crumbs all around, she said... But now I'm a big guy, and I'll do it!" thinks Ankka.

could i have a 'massage' along the way, that way i wont be too bothered.

OOC @Ankka what a great story :p ;)

OOC:OOC @Ankka what a great story :p ;)Something wrong in it? I'm just keeping this from getting too serious. ;) :p


Like this would anyway... ;)

We need some more funny thread, type things :D

SaaMsan actually gets out of the tent and works his way down to the Temple.
"Greetings Octavian V. I have heard many, many good things about this establishment. I have come to claim my, shall I say, 'reservation' now."
Octavian V looks at the man who singlehandedly organized the protest of the Tournament. "Wait a moment, sir. Isn't the tournament still going on?"
"Yes" replies SaaMsan, "but I'm in politics, and affairs of state tend to become secondary to affairs."
"You have a point there." remarked Octavian V
As he continued walking, SaaMsan became more impressed by this establishment. "Right then. I need a massage. Take me to the tower. I'll be down in a few days. Hold my calls, take any messages for me and only disturb me if two or more interns are killed."

So SaaMsan has locked himself away in a tower with some "Massage Therapists". Politics....

Now whats gonna happen? Will 2 or more interns be slayed? And what about the chorus line?

The chorus line, looking rather excited, almost starts to sing, but is hurried rushed away by Octavian V.
"Now really, do you have to sing here? We've got some monks in from Rome who need lots of quiet..."
The line exits, each and every one looking sad.

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SaaM-san, I hate to bother you, but I do have a call waiting for you. The question is: what do I hold it on? If we had some sort of technology that would allow people to have voice-to-voice communication along long distances, and another to put them on hold when they try to call about something important...

Ankka wakes up on the first morning in the Temple, and feels greatly refreshed from a nice sleep in a soft bed in a clean and tidy room.

He decides to do what he planned, and orders some breakfast and eats in bed. Ahh... nice sausages, some cool wheat- bread, from the great wheat mines near Fanatikku, and some fruit juice, ordered from the Omotesando. Lemon is his favorite. Or was, until he found out you can mix different juices. Like Lemon - grape and grape - lemon.

After the nice breakfast Ankka goes to have a little walk in the temple's grounds... he sees all kinds of cool animals and birds there, and some people too.

He decides to give the massage services a test, wondering if they really are as good as the people keep telling.


He slowly wanders to the reception to book a massage time. He gets one, and a beautiful massage girl is waiting...

SaaMsan yells from up in the tower. "Hold the messages! Only if two or more are dead! I'm busy right now!"
SaaMsan is still in the tower. Anyone going to help the 14 inters and/or chorus line members?

sigh "i dont think anybody here is going to be too bothered about some interns unless there are some women in there," BCLG says
"there are, from what i remember at least 2, some of them arnt too bright though" replies SaaMsan
at this BCLG leaves the chariot girls where they are and sets of in help of the interns,
"By not bright, i mean the mental capacity of a goldfish" mutters SaaMsan as BCLG leaves, "Oh well back to my ladies" and as he enters his tower a huge chorus of giggling greets him.

Another knock is heard on SaaM's door, much to the occupant's irritation.

"I am sorry to bother you again, sir," came the Temple Keeper's voice. "But I've got a group of 14 people here to see you, all of whom claim that they are most definetly not interns. I must report, though, that one of your party managed to somehow get his head stuck in a rather small fishbowl as he tried to prove he was greater, intellectually, than a goldfish..."

SaaMsan hears of the man with the fishbowl head. He has to see this. Besides, he's been here for a few days and got what he needed done.
"Alright, lemme see whats wrong... grah!"
With this, SaaMsan is gagged and bound, and a big fishbowl is put on his head while his interns line dance. He is then dragged somewhere, but he can't see where he's going, as he's got a friggin fish bowl on his head.

BCLG approaches the tower and after meeting with octavian finds out all about the fish bowl experience, He notices a trail of water that leads over some steps and down towards the forest. the trail of water ends there, he does however notice a trail of 12 footprints and ball shape, either an elephant came this way or 13 people one with a fishbowl on his head BCLG mutters to himself.

BCLG hurries back to get Ankka barges in the door then goes back out again, it seems Ankka was enjoying the delicacies of this part of our nation.
"could you get a move on! SaaMsan has been taken!" Shouts BCLG
"err give me a few minutes, better make it an hour, actually i'll just catch up with you tommorrow or something" gasps Ankka back
"Right" mutters BCLG

So he runs back down the path towards the forest, suddenly a loud POP can be heard, he quickly follows to the scene, theres a camp fire in the distance. BCLG stealthily approaches, breaking only 9 twigs 3 branches and stepping on 4 rabbits along the way. By this time even the most retarded people could fail to notice.

So the interns carried on sitting round their fire warming themselves up. Where was SaaMsan, BCLG wondered it was awhile until he noticed a chair facing the other way, infront of it was slumped SaaMsan, BCLG wandered round until he could see the face of SaaMsan's assailant, when he lookd he could barely believe his eyes, it was none other than the temple keeper, Octavian V

"Mhpm! Mhpm! Graglehshie!" Mmmmphj!"
SaaMsan still had the fishbowl on his head, but he thought he saw BCLG.
"MMMMMMphh!" he screamed.

OOC i was going to wait for Octavian to have a little chat first :D

"Yes! I did it! I captured him! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" *cough*

"And I bet you want to know why I captured him, don't you?"

"Well, not really..." came BCLG's reply.

"Really, you're not just a little bit curious?" Octavian was rather disappointed.

"Well, no. If you could just free him, I'd appreciate it."

"You really don't want to know my plan? I mean, I had a nice, evil sounding speech worked out about it all. I really did work very hard on it!"

"Oh, all right."

Octavian's face brightened. "Then here it is! My evil plan!" He clears his throat. "Yes, it's all very evil, a nice plan and everything..." A moment of silence. "What was the plan again?" He looked around at the confused interns.

Another rather ackward moment of silence. SaaM, not hearing anything because of the bowl, fell asleep.

"Wait, that's it! Yeah! I'm just an imposter of Octavian who's really here just to hold SaaM for some ransom oysters!" Looking embarrased, he deepens his voice. "I mean, gimme some oysters or you'll never see SaaM again!"

OOC: I apoligize. It's late, and I'm bored. :p

IC: Voice Over Announcer: What happens next? Does BCLG have some oysters to satisfy the imposter Octav....

Octavian's Imposter: I'm not an imposter!

Announcer: Err, that's right. Does BCLG have enough oysters to satisfy the insidious gang of stupid interns? Will SaaM survive? Where is Octavian V, and just who is this imposter?

Octavian's Imposter: I'm no imposter!

Annoucer: Shove off. And where is the chorus line now?

BCLG: Where's the voice coming from, anyway?

"Well that was weird, its as though were in some crappy modern day soap opera, i dont think we've even found out soap yet?" Muttered BCLG.
BCLG began wandering back towards the castle to see if Ankka was done yet, on his way he barged into someone, he turned around and it was.........................

"Oh, hi BCLG, I was just looking for you", said Ankka. "What's going on here? Who's laughing there further away like a madman? I think I'm a little confused..."

"hmm well, there was this weirdo with a bowl on his head, that might have been SaaMsan, then there was this weirdo that looked like Octavaian V but wasnt, then there were the weird interns. Then out of nowhere i started hearing this dark mysterious voice, God what have i been smoking. anyways i think we need to go and find where the actual Octavian V"

"Ok... then I guess we should go back to the Temple to check around if someone knows something..."

*Ankka starts walking back towards the temple, remembering how he thought that always something happened where SaaMsan was - and he was still right*

SaaMsan doesnt know where he is, what he is doing, or why he has this goldfish bowl on his head (and a pancake ontop of that)
Will someone come and find him already? He's getting tired of humming the score to South Pacific, and cant quite remember all the words to some of the songs.

BCLG and Ankka go back to Octavian V's temple of delights, they however get, waylaid, and they dont realise that time has flown by, BCLG is just about to kill the person who walked in the door, he looks around and it is none other than.....

...the chorus line, ready to sing a number from South Pacific!

SaaMsan stumbles his way around blindly, trying to kind anyone. "Follow the sound of the singing" he thought "they might be doing something from South Pacific now, or maybe Fiddler on the Roof, despite the fact we've yet to think up any of that stuff"
SaaMsan keeps stumbing, getting his foot caught in a bucket, a bowl, a toilet seat lid and various other round things that are comic. He hopes someone will just find him already and get this darn fishbowl off his head. "Quackkkk!" something screamed.
"Somebody get this freakin duck away from me!" he screamed in a voice similar to that of a wrestler with a somewhat Russian accent, whose body is NOT wearing a wrestling mask and boxing gloves (they're his freakin body!)

5 points to anyone who id's the wrestler.

Uh... a duck wrestler? Who could that be...?

OCC: I don't know, but Ankka has always sounded like a Russian name to me. :p

OOC Ankka always sturck me as Scandanavian, though maybe as Ankka is scandanavian sort works :)

"Somebody get this freakin duck away from me!" SaaMsan continued to scream as he blindly ran, hoping to hear annoying songs. But to no avail. Will someone just find him already??

Ankka hears some weird noise from outside while listening to the wonderful singing, but just then there is a forte part, and the noise can't be heard.

"Oh well, I must have been imagining", though Ankka.

BCLG is beginning to give up hope of ever finding SaaMsan, he fears tha SaaMsan may be lost to the wilderness

SaaMsan, pissed that no one wants to further the story and annoyed at having to spend so much time with a fishbowl on his head, magically appears.
Viola! He's safe.
Now, in the words of John Cleese, Get on with it!

BCLG just noticed SaaMsan had appeared at the side of the wood, he quickely hides his 'masseuse' and yells to SaaMsan
"We were just coming to fetch you"
"yer sure," grumbles SaaMsan "listen if you put yor head to my ear, you can hear the sea. im like a frikkin sea shell it took you lot so long!"
"dont blame me" replied bclg"blame octavian, his masseuse's are so tantalising"

OOC i was willing to continue but i was the only one making the story up.

"Now, will you do me a favor" asked SaaMsan "and GET THIS GODDAM FISH BOWL OFF OF MY HEAD"
Hey.. he has every right to be mad.
"And where my bi... masseuses at?"

Asano steps out of the woods next to Saam-san. "Here, let me help."

He puts his large boot over both of Saam-san's webbed walkers and grasps the fish bowl with both hands. He strains as he tries to further separate the two. ;)

Saam-san, realizing what's happening, goes bug-eyed, wanting to say something, but his mouth is trapped in an involuntary smile by the fishbowl. He emits a small squeak.

"Here, I think I've got it!", claims Asano. FuuuuhhWOP! The fish bowl pops off of Saam-san head and his beak just kind of vibrates up and down making a noise like a rubber-tipped door-stop (what's that? - never mind, this is the dream sequence). "There ya go, little man", says Asano, "and please, something from Westside Story, if you don't mind." With that Asano dissappeared back into the woods.....

Saam-san is bending his beak back into shape as BCLG walks up to him...

SaaMsan is startled. 'Since when did I have a beak?', he ponders in his inner monolouge. But then he realizes that he does not hear his interns and that there are other things that are not right. 'OH!' he realizes. 'This is one of those dreams where the dreamer achieves Lucidity, completly ignoring the fact that this field will not have any progress for another thousand years, but cool!' SaaMsan starts to float around (yes, float. Its a dream) He passes by some melted clocks that count cash, a sign that says "IF ITS NOT ONE THING, ITS YOUR MOTHER", some dude screaming as a couple robbers put him into a van, a weirdo who grabs a runner, other freaky stuff. Look! A pink elephant! Lalalalala!
Its BCLG! What's he doing in this dream? And what will he say? Whee....

No... I am not on drugs. Try to pick out everything referenced to.

'my mind to your mind, my thought to your thought's" nah just messing with ya :D

"wow that was one ****** up dream, SaaMsan has some issues, thats the last time i go dream walking in his head, i'll get Asano to do it next time, he should at least sub-consciously remember what happened on that night 5 years ago"

OOC OOOOOEEEOOOOOOOOOOO :D just opening up another story road :)

Ankka wakes up, wondering what has happened and how he fell asleep... suddenly he realises he's in a massage room. But how did he get there? Some massagers are sleeping there... Ankka guesses they sleep at work to shorten work travel time...

Ankka wonders where everybody is, and looks out of the door. He sees SaaMsan sleeping on the floor and BCLG just waking up. SaaMsan looks just normal, but is talking in his sleep. "I don't have a beak, I have a perfectly nice and normal human nose!..." And a nose is what can be seen on his face.

Ankka wonders where he could find some food... and remembers that he's at the Temple - Spa thingy. He goes to order some breakfast when...

Octavian V, for the sake of continuity of the story, wakes up at the same time Ankka does. He then, deciding that he really doesn't care what the imposter-interns do, grabs a quick doughnut and takes a nap.

What does this mean? What does Octavian V really know about the interns gone awry? And will the plot ever advance? What is the airspeed of an unladened swallow?

Ankka sees Octavian take a doughnut from a basket, and as he hasn't had any breakfast, decides to take some too.

They are very nice, and after eating some 4 or 5 - he lost count - he wonders what on earth is happening around here... what are the interns actually up to, what is BCLG gonna do, who is the second Octavian? Ankka decides that he has eaten something bad, and has imagined all this, and thinks that a good nights sleep might help.

Jack Ijuno walks up the to the temple to pray when BCLG bumps into him. Sorry Jack! He said. Its okay JAck replied

OOC christ this story is getting pretty bad if 2 successive posts are asking me what is going on, while both of them taking doughnuts. promptly followed by a short conversation that ends up to nowhere :D

BCLG takes a doughnut too :D

SaaMsan is in the pub, drinking and talking to his friend the flautist if youre looking for him. He's thinking of predating the Polyphonic Spree by 3000 years. Go try to talk him out of it.

Jack went to the pub and told SAAM that prtotesting was wrong andd grabbed him and rerlesed his hold then walked out.

Ankka wonders what a flautist is...


OOC BCLG is right let's think of something new, guys. How about a magical ending and someone thinks up something else? :p

I've got an idea for a Mafia-style mini-game to be sponsered by the Temple. This is the kind of thing I wanted to do here in the first place: the lighter side of RPG. :)

Cool! :yeah: May I be the Mafia - killer - guy? ;)

After a great victory achieved in legion games, Real Pave comes back to Furuyama. But first he had to go to the temple. All his friend had admired the place, and a relaxation would be just in place after hard work. The temple it self was a majestic.

- Wow, maggage and and spas and everything! Indeed I'll stay here for a couple of days! At least!

ankka it may sort of give it away if your the mafia leader guy? seeing how you asked? shouldnt we have an RNG thing anyways

The killer[s] will be picked randomly, yes. :)

For those interested in participating, I'll clarify something: If you've already said so, you're in, but I'll just take some creative licenses with your character. If you want to clarify who you are for the purposes of this game, speak now, or forever hold your peace.

ankka it may sort of give it away if your the mafia leader guy? seeing how you asked? shouldnt we have an RNG thing anywaysYou think I'm stupid? :p :rolleyes: ;)


Some people just never get the jokes... :rolleyes: ;)

nah i did get it just fancied being a party killer :p :D

and yes, yes i do :p ;)

:Knocks on door:
Hello, My name is Wolfgangsan, you can call me Wolfie, and I am looking for Octavian V. I heard some singing and was wondering if You needed a temple Musician, and if you do then I am you man. Enclosed is my Resume.
resume

Excellent, Wolfgangsan, excellent! We are certainly in need of a good musician or two. I am always told by visitors that relaxing music would help their experience here at the Temple. I hope you can begin soon!

And now, a useless advertisment!

Drop by the mini-game sponsered by the Temple, Murder at the Temple! (http://forums.civfanatics.com/showthread.php?t=99059) The sign-up ends tomorrow! Join now for some homocidially-good fun!

Excellent, Wolfgangsan, excellent! We are certainly in need of a good musician or two. I am always told by visitors that relaxing music would help their experience here at the Temple. I hope you can begin soon!
I'll begin when you request my employment.

IT WASN'T ME! I DIDN'T TOUCH HER! LET ME GO!

Aaargh!

In the middle of the night, Real Pave suddently wakes up. He breaghts fast and looks scarely over his room. "Oh my god, what a nightmare! They goddamn sunk me, even I was innocent! I really have to get rid of these dreams".

At the breakfast Real Pave looks other visitors afraid, and stayed the rest of the day in his room.

OOC ???????????
BCLG- ????????????

:D BCLG wanders up to Real Pave, well fancy joining a tournament to get over the shock?

I have decided that since noone wants men here, then I'll leave and go on a voyage of discovery. Bye Bye.

OK...

Have fun. :)