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Latest revision as of 17:27, 28 June 2009
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| An exterior view of the Royal Crown Coalition encampment, with many red tents at the foot of a mountain. Five silhouetted figures in front of one tent discuss events of the day. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: Only a main garrison stack would have hit a scout stack so hard. Council Member, likely Sir Webinar: I agree, your Highness. Other Council Member: So, the tunnels are relatively unfortified? | [edit] |
| Webinar is seated at a table with an elf to his right at the end of the table. Across from Webinar is the top of the Hobbittm Warlord's head. | [edit] |
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Sir Webinar: Other tunnel stacks reported a few traps and some barricades. No other resistance. Hobbittm Warlord: They're anticipating a fight on the walls... | [edit] |
| Ansom confers with Duke Nozzle. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: Indeed. Our topside attack should, perhaps, now become the feint. Sofa King Warlord: Did the air scouts see Gobwins in the outer walls? Prince Ansom: Yes. Many. | [edit] |
| Ansom stands with his arms folded, looking concerned and thoughtful. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: They should be here to report that, but... Vinny Doombats: Hang on, Boss. We're comin'. | [edit] |
| Vinny is combing down a cowlick. He is wearing a 1950's style letter jacket[1] of white with red lettering and trim. | [edit] |
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Prince Ansom: That's... an interesting choice of battle gear. Vinny Doombats: Yeah well, he's got those Knights. They're rockers... | [edit] |
| Vinny is cut off on the right side. He has taken off his white jacket and has it hung over his arm. Jillian is approaching, but she has a radically different look. She is placing a curly blonde wig over her straight blonde hair, and wearing black pantsuit with a black tank top. | [edit] |
| Jillian Zamussels: We think there may be dance-fighting. | [edit] |
| The scene shifts to Parson, who is still speaking to Charlie. He continues to wear the red jumpsuit and is lit by the same white spotlight. | [edit] |
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Charlie: Parson Gotti, as intriguing as I find this offer, I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline it. Parson Gotti: Oh. Charlie: For now, anyway. Switching sides in the middle of this or any conflict would damage my reputation too much. Parson Gotti: I see. Charlie: However, I'd really like to do business with you personally, sometime in the future. I'm looking forward to it, okay? Parson Gotti: Well... if I'm alive... Charlie: Oh you'll come through this just fine, believe me. Listen, I've got another call. Hey, keep in touch! | [edit] |
| Purple and white lines swirl around and over Parson's face. He looks disoriented as his eyes cross. | [edit] |
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Parson Gotti: Um. Charlie: Really great meeting you! Parson Gotti: Whoa. | [edit] |
| Parson once again sitting at the desk again and wearing his Hamstard-livery armor. Maggie faces him across the desk. | [edit] |
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Maggie: Connection is cut, Lord. Parson Gotti: *sigh* Hhhokay. Plan B. I'm gonna need to contact each of the coalition leaders... | [edit] |
| Maggie is holding a hand to her temple. She looks tired. | [edit] |
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Maggie: Lord, I am nearly spent for this turn! I can perhaps conduct one more Thinkagram. If that. | [edit] |
| Parson holds his chin as he considers his alternatives. | [edit] |
| Parson Gotti: Oh. | [edit] |
| Parson looks more confident and cunning as he decides his course of action. | [edit] |
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Parson Gotti: Okay then! We'll have to do this in one call. | [edit] |
[edit] Notes
- ^ Vinny is wearing a letterman jacket.
