"What color is it? If it green you don't need to worry, it a part of the plane equipment. We needed to prove that the plane was green, and nothing is more greener then a green snake."
*No it was a long brown thing in the toilet, is that a snake?*
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*No it was a long brown thing in the toilet, is that a snake?*
*No it was a long brown thing in the toilet, is that a snake?*
''No, it's, err, a piece of my body.''
*nudges his neighbour at the window seat*
Are we moving yet? This is so exciting. Would you know that it's my first time flying?
*neighbour grunts*
I have read a lot about flying. It's safer than driving a car isn't it, but I do hope we don't fly into a tornado. I get dizzy real fast. Sometimes I like to make myself dizzy by turning around really really fast. If I didn't have my seatbelt on, I would show you. Maybe later. Would you like some gum? I read that it helps with your ears you know. They are difficult to get in there though. Luckily for me they didn't recommend anchovy. That smell always makes me sick.
*neighbour smiles nervously*
What are all those people doing by the toilet? There is nothing wrong is there? O god, I do hope there is nothing wrong with the plane.
*starts looking around wildly*
* Hax goes to the nervous guy who I think is called Slinky. - Hey mate, take it easy! *
*Sees the man with the tazer and starts to freak out. Hopes that no evil people or conspiracy is onboard the plane. Quickly tries to distract himself from looking by taking out his pack of the new 5 react gum and starts to read a book.
Kaetje is totally oblivious to all the ruckus since she is engrossed in her "mildly" erotic book
Since it seems everyone is trying to RP for this game, I will do some RP-lite, as towely the towel.
Wanna get high?
Wanna get high?
*takes a good look at the drug addict and takes down more notes in the notebook. Makes a quick sweep over the rest of the passenger and notes down anything 'suspicious' or beyond normal.*
* Suddenly thinks of a brilliant plan to find these Zimbabwean dollar*
"Man, I 'lost' my wallet!"
*Stands up and shouts to the other passengers8
"Hey! Has anyone seen my wallet, it is wallet-like and contains some Zimbabwean dollars! I anyone finds them, I would love to have it back, and dot worry, I have nothing valuable in there, not even the Zimbabwean dollars are worth anything!"
*Sits back down and smiles at himself and his brilliant plan*
The slumped shape in the corner grunts a little at all the ruckus but then falls back asleep... how can a man sleep through all this shouting?..
Selphy leapt to her feet... a sidequest had appeared!
"Greetings my good fellow! So I hear you require assistance from an adventurer? Well look no further! I happen to be such a person! So how did you lose your wallet and the Zimbabwe GP that is inside? No wait! Don't tell me... Kobolds right? Sneaky little buggers will make off with anything that isn't nailed down... never fear, I shall apprehend the runts and return with your money post haste!"
Selphy runs off towards the rear of Theplane before the human has a chance to respond.
"Well there's an awful stench coming from back here... I bet this is where the kobold lair is! There's no mistaking it! My razor sharp elven senses are never wrong!"
*He stares distraught towards the fleeing "elf"*
Hmm, apparently this plane does not only have hiding Zimbabwean dollars, but mentally insane persons... I hope she will realize that she plays too much Dungeons and Dragons one day.. kids these days.... she even got pointy Spock ears..
*Sits down and calls for a flight attendant, ordering a whisky... this was going to be a long trip...*
As the plane settles into its proper altitude, Lord Strange the British noble was still sipping his champagne. It was a twenty year old vintage, and was true Champagne. As he read the Times, strange words suddenly started to pop out at him. "Keep flying, or you all die." it spelt. As he tried to reach for a scone to wash away the suddenly vinegary taste of his drink, he started to gag, He retched, trying to puke the wine out. Only one person noticed, but he did not react to the situation. Jooves his butler saw him a minute later as he brought up his sleeping scotch, slumped on the floor, mouth frothing with bubbles, and a deathly stench wafting through first class. Beside him, glued on the paper, was: "Turn off your transponder now. If you leave it open for even five minutes, you will lose your engines. Jooves told the people around him that his master was moonlighting as a Private Investigator and could have been murdered.
Lord Strange the Private Investigator (Priest) was poisoned (hunted)
Lord Strange the Private Investigator (Priest) was poisoned (hunted)
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