[D5, EE-LE] Are You Ready For a New Sensation? (Roleplay)

[L'Orr-hui]

"I can see how they would be of service. Are they a reasonable species in the main?"

''They live at their own rythm and their attitude depends on their groves...but most can be reasonned with. They reproduce via spores and I wager they could be partnered with in the promise of making a new symbiotic colony.''

[Thaddeus]

Thaddeus comes sauntering over to the bunch, having made the rounds.

"Cyprian, you 'bandoned me." He looks around, sees the other two, and offers a bow, Cornelius shifting to stay perched on Thad's shoulders. "Lady Factol, Lady Shah, pleasure to see you both. I hope the feast is to your likings."

As another performer takes the stage and an energetic tune fills the air Cornelius begins to shimmy with the beat. "Come, who wants to dance?"

[Dare Shah]

"But, ohh, so fun." He grins mischievously. "Temptation is the pinnacle of sensation. So sweet and alluring, yet forbidden. Its song like a siren, calls you to its inviting shore. And then, when you give in to its subtle call, pure and unadulterated bliss."

Another sip followed by an oh so gentle shake of the glass.

"Oh come now, leave regrets to soak in the shoals. Join me my genteel socialite. You know you want to." He teases meretriciously.

"Was that supposed to be an attempt at temptation mister? Really?

I fear you've failed at reading your audience tonight. I am more of a Faust girl than a Dracula girl. If you're going to promise me something, at least be it the secrets of the universe rather than the pleasures of the flesh.

As for games, I'm more into chess than pretending I'm not interested into something I desire. If I wanted to drink, I'll be drinking. If I don't, it's that I don't."

[Alynne Valaris]

"It is good to be one of a kind" Ore deadpans "When one wishes to become a god."

"Greyhawk? I cannot say that I have ever been. My first memories are of the Feywild, and a drive to bring me here. I..." Ore pauses. "Know of no others of my kind. Except perhaps Boy, who is my creation" Ore pats the dog things head

'' It is just another normal prime world, not much different from the standard.'' She adds. '' So if your first recolection of experiences is from the feywild perhaps then you are not a modron? '' She thought about it, trying to figure out what the machine looking being was.

Then she observes the dog, and thought that perhaps the machine was a self replicating artificial magical creature? she was not sure.

'' Well that is interesting.''

[Cyprian Kircheis]

"Come, who wants to dance?"

"Was that supposed to be an attempt at temptation mister? Really?

I fear you've failed at reading your audience tonight. I am more of a Faust girl than a Dracula girl. If you're going to promise me something, at least be it the secrets of the universe rather than the pleasures of the flesh.

As for games, I'm more into chess than pretending I'm not interested into something I desire. If I wanted to drink, I'll be drinking. If I don't, it's that I don't."

Cyprian laughed out loud at that. "While I've no notion as to who Dracula is, I'm afraid I'm certainly not the demon you're looking for. I can also say that we've both failed to read our audience tonight miss Shah. For I simply want you to cut loose and have fun." He laughs some more, practically keels over. "Ohh, that was funny. Who was it that said life without parties is like a road without an inn? Either way it's his philosophy I endorse, hence I should indeed like to dance."

~Snip~

He turns to Factol Montgomery, "Care to join me milady?"

[Thaddeus]

"The indulgence in or denial of can both be equally enticing. And while we strive for more and new sensations, willingness to receive the sensation is of the utmost importance. You of all should know that Cyprian." Thad admonishes his dhampir friend.

"Lady Shah, your beast is most impressive. Would you perchance indulge me with how you came to build it while we dance?

[Dare Shah]

"Lady Shah, your beast is most impressive. Would you perchance indulge me with how you came to build it while we dance?

She held a hand toward the newcomer:

"With pleasure. I trust you to keep true to the commandment: Hands on hips, not lower.

As for the lion, its inspirations are multiple. First, there was a reference to a mechanical lion whose belly was full of lilies in a letter from around 250 CY..."

[Thaddeus]

She held a hand toward the newcomer:

"With pleasure. I trust you to keep true to the commandment: Hands on hips, not lower.

As for the lion, its inspirations are multiple. First, there was a reference to a mechanical lion whose belly was full of lilies in a letter from around 250 CY..."

Knowing her nature and her preferences, the satyr leads them in a graceful tango around the room, whilst listening attentively to her clinical analysis. "Inspiration is an amazing thing. Whether it comes from an unknown spark or from years of study and investigation. To conceptualize and create through your own efforts... it is something to be admired. Would you be open to a commission? It could be a collaborative effort."

[Dare Shah]

Knowing her nature and her preferences, the satyr leads them in a graceful tango around the room, whilst listening attentively to her clinical analysis. "Inspiration is an amazing thing. Whether it comes from an unknown spark or from years of study and investigation. To conceptualize and create through your own efforts... it is something to be admired. Would you be open to a commission? It could be a collaborative effort."

"I'm definitely opened to commissions paid in gold. Science is expensive. I make no mystery that the cash prize offered for tonight's contest was the main incentive for my participation."

[Ikkit the Bastard]

''They live at their own rythm and their attitude depends on their groves...but most can be reasonned with. They reproduce via spores and I wager they could be partnered with in the promise of making a new symbiotic colony.''

"Do you happen to know where any communities might be found to which such and offer could be made? And how does one negotiate with this species?"

As the music and dancing picked up, the goblin's rather orderly thought patterns were briefly interrupted by a flash of concern, not lending itself to words, but mental images of galumphing giants trampling about and the need to bite any that strayed too close for fear of being stomped on, and he actually hopped up on top of a table to avoid being trodden on by a clumsy humanoid.

"And what would you require for orchestrating such a contact?"