The List Friendship RingContains the passing of the ring--twice!! Many Sploshings(tm) and lotsa dancing and fun!!!!!Thu, 5 Mar 1998AnaAna glanced 'round the Great hall *damn, but it's good to be back here.* She spotted Ilia and ILI tending bar, and a rather large dragon in one corner-*typing on a computer?*. On the dance floor people were milling about, talking rather than dancing. The food was still looking good, and music was being played at a nice low, conversation level."Heyla Ilia, ILI. What's happened since I left? Has the Ring changed hands again." "Hello milady--" "Hello! Fun it is, bartending! Tending Bar?" ILI said, Ana blinked, and turned to Ilia. "You doing OK? I mean having to put up with ILI and not getting rest and all that." "Oh, I got some sleep earlier this week. Anyway, the Ring has been passed a few times-first, the Warrior passed it to Typodragon, then Typo passed it to FallenAngel. And quite a few Newbies have arrived and spoken out. Um, lessee Milady Yvonne has come back, Milady Dax has arrived, and Milady Kas had to leave-I think she was going back to school." "School? Oh, I know that riff! That's where I've been this last few weeks. Midterms, papers, .. Sorry, I'm digressing. So, I missed the Ring's passing, huh? Too bad, I had wanted to be here for each. Oh well, I'll be here for next time's." "Very well milady." "Ya know Ilia, I could really get to dislike being called a lady." *especially when I don't look like one.* Ana thought glancing down in chagrin at the black jeans, scruffy Buffy shirt and need-to-really-be-replaced-soon black boots. "Milady, according to my job description I must address everyone here as either a Lord or Lady, or their title." Ilia replied stubbornly. "But, I'm not a Lady, nor do I have a title, why don't you just call me Ana, and be done with it? Bend these silly rules a bit." "'twould not be fair. Where would it stop?-" "Ilia, I'm asking you to call just *one* person by their first name-me. AND I'm am giving you permission to do so. So *please*, call me Ana." Ilia sighed, and said: "I must think on't." "That's all I can ask for, I guess." Ana wandered over to the DJ booth. *hmmm, what ARE we listening to? Oh good, looks like someone got smart and put in all the softer stuff. Let's see, I think I'll add some Loreena McKennitt to that, and some Enya, Clannad, and OH! cool, the Heralds, Harpers, and Havoc album, Shadowstalker, and the Lovers, Lore and Loss album. Right, I'll put this on random, and stick these seven or eight cds in the changer. That *should* randomly select a song from each album, till all have been played.* As the strains of "The Mystic's Dream" started to wail out, Ana grinned. *I just love that song! Well, the whole album actually.* She turned the sound down slightly, so it just wafted around reaching here and there. *Right, now to go back to other things. Hmm, I wonder if I can find a place to crash around here?*
Fri, 6 Mar 1998MorganaMorgana looks down at her half-seen form, and mentally groans. Apple stuff, everywhere. She looks around, and seeing it's not her turn to mock-sing yet, she slips outside into the Gardens. After a couple minutes hunting, she finds a hidden heated pool.Taking off her body mask, a young lady appears. Curly brown hair, hazel eyes with glasses, and opposed to the courtly dress from earlier: jeans and t-shirt, appear. She takes a brief dip, to wash the sticky off, then listens, staring into the pool. She catches a brief glimse of upcoming books, and sends out a small voice into the Hall, to inform those concerned with such, and a small aside about McCaffrey. Then she hears the opening strands of Tomorrow Wendy. She can't make it in time, so..... She takes a deep breathe, and 'sends' her voice into the Hall again. The voice sings, but the singer is nowhere to be found.
Tue, 10 Mar 1998KTaraHaving sat in the shadows for some time, KTara suddenly notices that the restrictions placed on her by RL have loosened somewhat and with a joyous shout charges on all hooves on to the dance floor, somehow managing not to knock anyone flying.(KTara, by the way, is a rather petite Zebra Centaur)
FallenAngelFallenAngel sighs and glances about the Great Hall. The party has begun to die down, and most everyone has retreated into corners to carry on quiet conversations or have drifted out of the Hall. She stands and drifts forward, drawn by a strange force. She walks by the great Library, (only pausing briefly to drool over the sheer amount of books, including a complete listing of Misty's *grin*) before moving on. In the center of the Hall, a rather petite Zebra Centaur charges onto the dance floor with a joyous shout. Suddenly knowing what she has to do, Fallenangel walks up to KTara. "Welcome to the Hall, KTara. My name is Fallenangel, and this is Isis," she adds as her winged black panther bondmate comes up beside her.Fallenangel removes the Ring from her finger and places it on KTara's. "We thank you for your contributions and the life that you have given to the list, and hope that you will continue to do so. And I hope that the restrictions placed upon you by RL lighten soon." Fallenangel smiles and turns to walk away, noticing a tri-band ring appear on her finger as she does so. :Come on, Isis, let's find that Library.:
Wed, 11 Mar 1998Jeanne RiverwolfJeanne Riverwolf stepped out of the shadows, once again, and embraced all her listsibs with warm hugs...:No hiding people:, she said in her double strength mind voice: I am damn well going to hug you all and that's that: She even sent mental hugs(or licks) in the direction of the many varied bondmates.
Fri, 13 Mar 1998HeartsongThe mist swirls in the Hall of Mists as a new comer causiously strolls in. She is no bigger than a five year old girl and just as frail. She wears a long cape of silvery grey that trails down her back and flows like a stream as she moves. Her dress is of the same silver, but stops short at her feet. Her skin is a fair as milk and her hair reacher down to the floor in a mass of ruby red locks. It is slightly wavy and follows the stream flow of her cape. Purched on her shoulder is a small ball of black puff that occasionally gives out a mew. The girl seems as if she would blow away if a wisp of wind came near her. But this first assumption is completely blown away when an onlooker first catches a glimpse of her sea blue eyes. The viewer is caught up in to a realm of agelessness and knowledge that flow in time with the rest of her. This is Heartsong and her familiar, Apache Tear. With a humble bow she presents herself to her fellow listsibs and whispers "Wind to thy Wings and all the happiness life may bring you." Then with a flick of the wrist the mist envelopes her and she is gone.
YvonneShadowspunKala, aka Kat Lisa, Claude, & Uni Greg Wooledge Freedom Walker *Yvonne sneaks up to the rafters in the Great Hall, and stealthily ties a rope to one of the supporting beams. Carefully and sneakily she bellies backwards to the ledge about twenty odd feet above the heads of her Sibs. She then hikes up her water-colored robes and ties them around her waist, exposing her skinny legs in defiance of popular body image. Gripping a bucket between her teeth and taking a good, double handed grip on the rope, she pushes herself off the ledge and with a Tarazan shreik, she swings over the startled heads below her, aiming for the huddle of Newbies that Shadowdancer had been kind enough to group together.* SPLOSH!!! * With a laugh and a welcoming weave, she swings up to the ceiling ledge on the other side of the Hall.* You know, I think that's the best welcome that I've done so far!! ';) Slowly steps out of the shadows and bows low, the huge tiger beside her inclining his head in greeting as well as, for the first time, they reveal themselves to the list. Hallo Eve! SPLOSH!! Sorry, too tired from my earlier exertions to do anything spectacular. Would you like a towel?? ;)
Sat, 14 Mar 1998Eve*Shakes out her hair while the huge tiger beside her growls- a sound she recognizes as amusement rather than annoyance. Allian never had much trouble with water. Alestra smiles at Yvonne. "Thank you for the ... wet greeting, friend. I've always been partial to water. But how could I refuse the loan of what is considered by some to be the most useful object in all the universes combined? I'd appreciate indeed the towel."**Tries very hard, to think of anything else she was going to mention, and glances at Allian for help. Fur ruffles in a tigerish shrug, and she hears him reply, amused, that he's never been much good at helping her remember stuff. With a sigh, she gives up.*
Sun, 15 Mar 1998HeartsongA slight bough from the red headed girl as her small fur ball leaps from her shoulder. I thank you for the heated towels Eve. They will be welcomed when needed.Apache tear bounces over to Lurker and rubs noses. Then she begins to purr and leaves two small Apache Tears on chains at Lurker's feet for him and Eve.
Mon, 16 Mar 1998Kala, aka Kat Lisa, Claude, & Uni Greg Wooledge Freedom Walker *Yvonne sneaks up to the rafters in the Great Hall, and stealthily ties a rope to one of the supporting beams. Carefully and sneakily she bellies backwards to the ledge about twenty odd feet above the heads of her Sibs. She then hikes up her water-colored robes and ties them around her waist, exposing her skinny legs in defiance of popular body image. Gripping a bucket between her teeth and taking a good, double handed grip on the rope, she pushes herself off the ledge and with a Tarazan shriek, she swings over the startled heads below her, aiming for the huddle of Newbies that Shadowdancer had been kind enough to group together.* SPLOSH!!! * With a laugh and a welcoming weave, she swings up to the ceiling ledge on the other side of the Hall.* You know, I think that's the best welcome that I've done so far!! ';) ack!! *now closely resembles a water-bedraggled cat...not surprising since she is one ;)* *attempts to towel off with the nice, fluffy, warm towel someone handed her (sorry...can't remember who...it's late 'n' my little sister jus' got done "complaining" at me about various things...*sigh*) but stops as she realizes it's no use...her clothes are soaked too. She smiles at Yvonne as she makes her way over to a fire to dry off (I'm certain there's one around here somewhere...)* Thanks...too bad I've already had a bath today ;)
Mon, 16 Mar 1998Lisa::Out of the shadows of the hall of Mist come the three compainion Lisa, Claude and Uni. They spot Rainbow, and rush over to say "We'll discuss the Daine books with you, though it might be better to step out of the halls of mist to do that *s*", while handing out chocolate brownie sheep.Seeing fellow soulmates Shadowsword and Lady Katie, they go over to talk about mutual intrests of reading in class and walking. "We're not alone" they say "others out there do it too!" Before continuing on their way, with chocolate brownie sheep.::
HeartsongHeartsong prances about the Hall OF Mist since Yvonne missed her with the water. Apache Tears hops about the floor and meows. No one has gotten the pair yet. Heartsong mindsends: Ha ha. Gotta catch me. I came in after the splash. (laugh)Then she walks around tryong to find ShadowWolf to give him a sheep and to find Sorcha. She watches carefully not to be splashed.
YvonneI'm new to the list, and fell in sort of in the middle of things, so sorry if I say something that doesn't make sense(I never make sense anyway).*Yvonne crawls gurilla-style across the marble floor, hunting for one paticular newbie... and sees Kat.* SPLOSH!! Gotcha! ;) And a fine hello to you too! I b'lieve that some are handing out towels somewhere... might have to go SPLOSH them just for the heck of it!! ;) Heartsong prances about the Hall OF Mist since Yvonne missed her with the water. Apache Tears hops about the floor and meows. No one has gotten the pair yet. Heartsong mindsends: Ha ha. Gotta catch me. I came in after the splash. (laugh) *Little does Heartsong or Apache Tears realise, but they are being stalked by a small woman with a bucket. She dodges around a few bad chess players and hides behind a Dax as Heartsong does a shoulder check. But the stalking bucket-wielding figure gets ever closer... and finally...* SPLOSH!! Sorry to take so long - I've been on a brief holiday, and with so many newbies, it's hard to keep track. (Seashimmer, where are you?!) Flaimcat - sorry, me buckets empty! But a hello to you too! :Lisa, Claude and Uni wander about the halls of mist, tring to find certain listsibs. They catch slight of the listsib who sploshed them, and sneak up behind Yvonne and push her into a pool of water, after which they offer her a dry towel *s* Well thank you very kindly for the towel! *drys herself off* And here's a sheep to you for no apparent reason! *Yvonne then laughs and disolves into a SPLOSH which sinks into the cracks in the floor* Tue, 17 Mar 1998MuranogYvonne Shadowshape said her bucket was empty: ****************************************************************** The air grows warm for a moment as the Troll Adept puts forth his power. A blue glow surrounds his hands, gradually increasing in brightness, then solidifies into the shape of a glowing bucket. The Troll Adept turns to his fellow Knight, Yvonne Shadowshape, and presents her with the enchanted bucket. "This blue bucket is so bespelled that it shall never be empty: no matter how many people are sploshed by it, there shall always be seawater in it." ******************************************************************
SeashimmerSorry to take so long - I've been on a brief holiday, and with so many newbies, it's hard to keep track. (Seashimmer, where are you?!)Seashimmer pops up infront of Yvonne. "I'm here, I'm here! Just been a bit busy lately." She glances around the room, bucket at ready.
KTaraHaving received, with great surprise, the Friendship Ring from Fallenangel, KTara continues to dance for a time with any and all as partners. After a while, she starts to feel somewhat tired and so leaves the dance for a quiet corner in order to rest and watch the antics of her fellow listsibs. Eventually,as time passes, she realises that she must leave again as her commitments elsewhere are calling but before she goes she approaches the Troll Adept, looks up at him and states"My thanks, kind sir, for what you have added to the list. May you enjoy the ring and give it in friendship" and hands Sable two large handfuls of sweet grass for his enjoyment. At that she turns and trots away, with three new rings upon her hand. When she reaches the edge of the Lurker's Mists, she pauses and looks back into the Hall, "Thank you to all for your friendship and time. I hope I'll get the chance to return soon."
Wed, 18 Mar 1998Katie:Katie runs after Lisa, giving her a big hug and thanking her for the brownie sheep. In return she offers them ice cream sheep . . . "wouldn't they taste good together?" she adds, smiling:
Lisa:The three Stooges (Lisa, Claude and Uni) enter the hall of Mist, while eating their brownie sheep with an icecream sheep "mmm" says Claude "Katie was right, they do taste good together! Thank you Katie!!":
Thu, 19 Mar 1998JeanneJeanne Riverwolf looks at all the splashings and welcomings and decides to HUG the stuffings out of all the newbies. :You know who you are, no dodging! Come out come out where ever you are!:she shrieked in her mind voice..As she is finishing HUGGING the stuffings out of the newbies, she notices that one (or is that two?) of the latest and greatest additions to the Halls slinking away into the mists... With a dramatic Polgaraesque wave of her hand, Jeanne changes her clothing into the silvery grey of that particular patch, her green eyes and black hair turning the same color in short order after her garb... She pursued Heartsong and Apache Tear into a pocket of the Mist with the express purpose of making them feel welcome...catching up to them right before they dissapeared into another patch of Magical Mist entirely... "I am sooo sorry if you were made to feel unwelcome, listsib-chan.Allow me to introduce myself, formerly in the Halls of Mist. I am Jeanne Riverwolf, and though some of us may have sent you private mind-speech, we were just trying to establish the general mood in the Halls...I happen to love your style! And as a general rule, everybody fits in here! Even custard-weilding jesters and Selkies and some things that I know for a fact are quite less than human. So what? We are all different, so why dont you come back into the Hall and stop lurking out in this gloomy mist? We have loads of fun dancing and singing and giving eachother sheep..." And, without waiting for a reply, Jeanne turned her coloration back to normal, and her clothes into her favorite purple silk shirt and black pants, and strode back into the hall. She turned back only once, an open and welcome invitation shouting itself out in every line of her posture. As she walked into the Hall she was splashed by a private rainstorm and laughed... Drying herself off with a hasty thought, she joined the revel, calling once to the DJ's booth for Led Zeppelin's D'yer Maker~now thats a great dancing song!
NightfireA gypsy sweeps into the Hall her clothes a mixture of many styles some you recognise from the misty books most you don't recognise at all. Her waistlength Black hair has a white streak that runs in and out of the intricate braiding that holds a single beaded feather. the air around her carries the warm smell of earth, and the mystery of far away lands. She has pale skin and striking green eyes and is bedecked with a much ornimintation (sp) She poses for a second knowing the immpact made on her fellow listsibs and smiles.I didn't make much of an enterence when I joined the hall again so I'm making up for it now that I have some time!*g* I look over and find Heartsong and walk to her and and embraces her wispering "I knew what you meant! You have a good heart!" Then I hands Heartsong a sheep skin coat and A heat shaped peice of jade on a beaded hair clip. I whistle and a flock of sheep shaped mooses (or is that meece) enter the hall and each one of them attaches itself to one of the listsibs and refuses to let go untill that person feels loved. They even get the lurkers Becca bounds into the middle of the hall finds Shadowblade and says :TAG YOUR IT:
ShadowspunShadowspun walks into the Hall of MIst and waves to everyone. "Heyla all. I just wanted to tell you I've picked up a pet.":Hmmph! Picked me, indeed.: Shadowspun rolls her eyes and points to the little bird house shaped thing hanging from a very long thong around her neck. It has a small hole in it and from the hole pokes a little froggy-face. "This is Hobgood. He's my frog." Hobgood looks around quickly, seeing the pool. :OOh! Is that a pool? I'm outta here.: He jumps out of the hole and into the pool. On his way down he sends, :Hello, all. Umm. Nice water.: Shadowspun sighs and sits by the pool. "Could *I* ever have a normal pet?" She gets out a book on stones and starts reading while Hobgood enjoys himself.
Shadowblade:Becca bounds into the middle of the hall finds Shadowblade and says ::TAG YOUR IT:"Eeek!" Blade turns around to find herself being tagged. Grinning widely, she creeped up behind Cennydd (hoping he won't feel too insulted), tapped his shoulder with a finger and quietly said to the surprised (I hope) mage, "Tag, you're it!"
StarfireAll talking in the Hall ceases for a moment. A newcomer has entered. She has a tall proud bearing that demands attention. Silky raven hair falls past her shoulderblades and frames her face. Wide green eyes glitter with pleasure.:Heyla. I am StarFire.: StarFire smiles, nods, and disappears into the crowd.
JeanneJeanne Riverwolf pauses in her dancing to note the two new entrances in the hall...both Starfire and the fairie, Etain...She pauses to greet them."Finally I get a newbie before anyone else does!"she shrieked gaily, in a Usagiesque manner...(Im just inventing new adjectives this week....) With a wave of her hand, she deposits warm towels(magical, of course, of the instant dry varieties) wrapped in waterproof plastic in the hands of Starfire and Etain... " I know you are not a newbie, Etain, but it seems like leaving for more than a week gets you not only pounced, but splashed as well! Hold on to these, you'll need them once Yvonne and Seashimmer catch up to you..." ,p> Her yellow sheep, Clover, deposits clover flowers on top of the towel packages, throwing Jeanne a reproachful "baaaa" "Oh yes, this is Clover and she is pleased to meet both of you! Now I really must go back to dancing, most fun Ive had in weeks! Won't you both join in?"
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