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Inside the Garden should have some coloring and a few corrections: Valencia: What are you doing back here? I can't wait to here what you discover inside the garden! Quest! Cysero: My thumbs are quite normal, actually. Cysero: Unless I hit them with something. Then they're a pretty awesome shade of pulsing blue-purple. Cysero: Not green, though, sorry. Never seen them that color, except for that time I was, er, enhancing Warlic's spare bath-robe with that dye. Cysero: But that hardly counts. <Character>: Cysero?! <Character>: What are you doing here? Cysero: Waiting for inspiration to strike me. Cysero: And by inspiration I mean one of those eggs up there in that tree. <Character>: No, I mean what are you doing HERE. In this garden. Cysero: It's my garden, why wouldn't I be here? <Character>: You... have a garden? Cysero: WHAT? Cysero: I have things. Why wouldn't I have things? Recently I discovered one of them was a garden. Cysero: I could have sworn it was an outhouse before, but hey, you work with what you've got. <Character>: But what is it for? Cysero: Plants, I think. Or planting plants. It looks like a lot of my nature-based magical experiments have wound up here. Cysero: Did you see that schnozzberry bush over there? <Character>: ... Cysero: They taste like schnozzberries! <Character>: Who ever heard of a schnozzberry? Cysero: No one! But I had this dream, and after an afternoon in my workshop-- <Character>: Wait. Did you say you were waiting for an egg to fall? Cysero: Yep. Look up. This tree seems to be full of them. Cysero: They look pretty ripe, too. Cysero: ... Cysero: Do eggs get ripe? <Character>: There are chickencow eggs. <Character>: Growing. <Character>: On this tree. Cysero: That's what it looks like to me, too! And they're pretty big. I bet one would make THREE omelettes! Cysero: And what a tree! It sprung up last week shortly after I spilled that plate of sparkly pink stuff on my plate of fried eggs... Cysero: I think. Cysero: I tossed my ruined breakfast out the window since, for some reason Warlic, says the library isn't a good place for storing ruined food. Cysero: I argued that the 'Ruined Food' cabinet was already full but he wouldn't have it. <Character>: Why would chickencow eggs grow on a tree? That makes no sense. Cysero: Sure it does. You just need to look at it the right way. Cysero: Fruit comes from trees, right? <Character>: Yes. Cysero: And chickencow eggs come from chickencows, right? <Character>: I never really wanted to think about that, but... I suppose that's logical. Cysero: So, a chickencow egg is also a chickencow tree seed. Same thing... or close enough for government work. Cysero: The tree just needed a little convincing to see things that way. Tis one is bearing chieckencow-fruit. Makes sense to me. <Character>: But- but- so this tree is a chickencow? Cysero: Of course not, it's a tree. Cysero: Do you need glasses? <Character>: ..... Cysero: Yup. As soon as they fall, breakfast is mine! I just need to wait for one to drop... Cysero: ...And I've got nothing better to do. Cysero: ...And I'm hungry. So they wait... Cysero: Any minute now. After a few minutes... <Character>: ... And a few more minutes... Cysero: Getting VERY hungry now. *Shake* *Shake* *Shake* Cysero: OW. Cysero: You think you can just fall on me? We'll see about that. Cysero: See ya, <Character>. I have to go introduce this egg to my pals... Cysero: Skillet, fork and ketchup. <Character>: Cysero! Wait! Cysero: Fine, no ketchup. <Character>: Can I at least take these other eggs back to Zeuster? Cysero: Huh? Sure, go ahead. Knock yourself out. Cysero: Before one of these soon-to-be-scrambled eggs does it for you. <Character>: Oh! One last question. That gigantic snake-lady? What was SHE here for? Cysero: She's guardin' the garden, of course. Cysero: And you should see what I've got by the BACK gate! Zeuster: <Character>! I cannot believe you've done it! <Character>: You should be able to, after everything else I've managed to do for you. Zeuster: *sigh* You are right. You are a rare <Class> of rare skill and yes, of incredible worth. We owe you a great deal. <Character>: Awww, well. Someone had to think of the children, er, the chicalves. They belong with their parents, not on a tree or as- nevermind. Zeuster: We don't understand how someone managed to take the eggs. Did you determine that? And the identity of the thief? <Character>: Weeeeell, you see, they weren't actually stolen. I'm not really sure HOW they got onto that tree in Cysero's garden... <Character>: But I'm pretty sure a magic powder, a plate of eggs, and a spacetime vortex under Warlic's kitchen window had something to do with it. <Character>: It's Cysero. You don't really want to ask too many questions. Zeuster: *nod* Very understandable. But the eggs are back, is what's important! So please, name your reward, <<You>>. <Character>: ..... You do remember why I've been doing all these tasks for you, don't you? Zeuster: Hmm. Yes. Vaguely. Something about wanting... something. Something very important. Zeuster: I have so many supplicants, it's hard to keep track of all those requests, you know. <Character>: BACON! I want to know the secret of element bacon! I've been helping you for months, and you don't even know why?! Zeuster: I was sure you had a good reason. <Character>: *scream of frustration* *deep breath* So... Will you tell me the secret of the bacon element now? Zeuster: Of course. Anyone who has served my people so well is ore than deserving enough to know one of out most well-kept secrets. Zeuster: I will have to prepare the magepriests, though, as the story is really theirs to tell. Zeuster: A letter will be sent to your acquisitive purple-haired friend by the statue when all is ready. Complete Quest Done, thanks. [Niki]
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