The Asylum

[Wybren]

Nah, I think I have given up on competitions, none of my stuff even gets a look in.

[Grimward]

Haven't given up on your stuff though, I hope? I like your stuff!

*The grimling, seeing the dragon shivering, turns into a flame flower and showers fiery petals thru the crack and onto the little guy...*

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Originally Posted by Wybren

When did the asylum get a toy box?

Yeah, it's just Juken's toybox that Ursa gave him a while back. He has about a thousand little soldier and monster toys in it, and there's room enough still for him.

[Wybren]

'Course I havent given up, I just havent done much lately cause my muse has disappered to gods know where. I put some more stuff up recently in the Need Help people thread though, And I have been working on some stuff for Karn and a scene from Electronic Echoes of the Mind.

Here Karn, try this one

[Grimward]

Originally Posted by Manarion

Yeah, it's just Juken's toybox that Ursa gave him a while back. He has about a thousand little soldier and monster toys in it, and there's room enough still for him.

And a friendly grimling too, apparently....

*The petals bounce off Juken, ricochet off the box top and bounce off Juken again. Presently, a slight smell of singed dragon hide issues from the toybox....*

Glad to hear it. Will return your muse straightaway if she wanders round these parts....

[Wybren]

Thanks. There is nothing worse that sitting for hours trying to decide what your going to create and have not a stitch of inspiration come to you.

[Grimward]

Have you ever tried to do The Crow?

Particularly with the bird, that could be cool.....

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Looks awesome, Wy. Thanks.

#Out! Only one per toybox!#

Juken!

[Wybren]

Ohh no I hadn't thought of The Crow, and I actually have a crow and heaps of gothicy stuff too Thanks Grim.

[Grimward]

*The petals cease their frolicking, and reform themselves into a short message within the toybox....*

"Mind where you leave your cooler next time, or things will get really warm..."

*The Grimling departs, leaving whispy trails of smoke rising from the cracks under the lid. The thermals follow, and the box settles gently back down on its rafter....*

*Tips fiery hat to Overlord, then drawls in his best (worst?) old west accent...*

My pleasure, ma'am...

EDIT: Tomorrow's the first day of school for Grimlet the Younger (the Elder starts on Tuesday), and I've miles to go before I sleep, unfortunately. A good rest of the day/evening to you, Mme. Wyb, and you as well, Karn.

Juken, you'd do well to remember from whence your erstwhile alternative source of chocolate springs...

*Bows to the Water Elemental and the Overlord, then flows into the sconce with a wave and vanishes...*

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

#Ooh.....that.....#


Well, I guess I'd best put this weapon away.....*Sets the morning star aside, where it bursts into an icy cold flame and vanishes* No need for defence around here anymore.....

[Wybren]

Goodnight Grim.

Karn I am afraid I must also depart, I have an essay due next monday and it is not writing itself.

enjoy the rest of your day or night as it may be

*Slips back into the shaddows and is gone*

[The Ace]

Wanders in, followed by a soaking wet Freda.

"OK, I'll get the hairdryer."

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

*Wanders in with a load of raspberry chocolate*

She didn't try to take Tangle camping again, did she?

#What's the chocolate for?#

None of your business, Juken. It's a surprise.

[The Ace]

"No, she's only just back and wants to be blow-dried."

Plugs in the hairdryer and starts to fluff up Freda's fur.