ATM II Planning/Discussion Thread

[piosenniel]

JennyH

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Fea

Is EotR the last Gondorian ambassador?

~*~ Pio

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Eomer is still merely a cameo role. I'm still in the process of abducti-- er, I mean enlisting my last Gondorian.

[JennyHallu]

Question: Fea, I just reread your first post and I must confess some confusion...are we going to Gondor, or is Gondor coming to us? You mentioned Alli's ability to travel and wish for Aime to accompany her, and then told Ms. Martinet she's responsible for getting the Gondorians a place to stay.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I'll have to edit a little bit to clarify. Negotiations will take place in Mordor. I'll have to think of a good reason why. I mean, I know perfectly well why a spymaster would want events unfolding on her own turf where every corner of the castle contains her ears, but diplomatic reasons that won't offend an arrogant king?

I'm very open to suggestions. I don't do politics. That's why Alli's got a second in command; she doesn't do them either, at least not more than strictly necessary.

In any case, what will happen is Alli will go to Gondor to convince Mardil to treat with Roggie. This will not take place in the game. It will be after that that she returns with a list of names of the soon-arriving diplomats for Lola. The next post in the game will take place just long enough after my first to account for round trip travel time and a day or two in Minas Tirith.

[Diamond18]

Hey ho everyone. I look forward to joining you all on your adventure. Here is my character:

PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio


NAME: Skittles MacFarlewyn
(will answer to Skitt and Les, but never to Kit, and never ever to her real name, which is Nancy)

AGE: 21

RACE: Human

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: Her body is a weapon. Also, she has an endless supply of switchblades with decorative handles.

APPEARANCE: Tall and skinny. Her hair is a mass of tangled black curls, with purple, blue, and emerald green highlights. Her skin is very pale, freakishly so, and tests have shown that she will not tan or burn or even get the slightest shade darker even under long, intensive exposure to sunlight. She once spent seven hours in a tanning booth and didn’t darken a whit (thus winning a bet which entailed the loser having to streak through a church.) She either wears clothes of many bright colors or dresses all in black. The importance of this is covered below.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Skittles does not suffer from insanity, she enjoys every minute of it. She is most often cheerful -- or rather, Morgoth-May-Care -- and there is no predicting what she may do or say. However, she may be provoked into a violent and dangerous mood swing which can last for mere minutes or stretch into days. When this happens she becomes hard, snarky, and switchblade-happy. At times like this she is known to wear black leather and say things like “Do ya feel lucky?”, “Go ahead, make my day,” and “Hasta-la-vista, baby,” as often as she can. She has been known to switch between fancy-free and sinister as many as 60 times per hour. Skittles owns a cat named Hissyfit who accompanies her almost everywhere, unless it is off on its own causing confusion and mass hysteria.

HISTORY: She is a second generation Mordorian -- her parents were Assigned in their youth, both for quoting Shakespeare. After some years they met in an elevator, fell in love, quoted Romeo and Juliet, and decided to get married. This was a foolish thing, since her mother was a psychologist and her father was one of those annoying child rearing experts. Skittles is the demented product of this unholy alliance.

Mr. and Mrs. MacFarlewyn have told Skittles from her earliest youth that she can be whatever she wants to be. Skittles would like to be a tall old oak tree, and there are in fact times when no one can convince her that she is not, and she will stand completely still with her arms outstretched until someone threatens her with an axe, at which time she will do them bodily harm.

How, you may be asking, does such a person become an Ambassador? Wouldn’t she, you may be wondering, be better suited as an assassin or something? Well, you may be right, and she did once kill a man just to watch him die, but her parents were influential members of the community and it was their dream to see Skittles become a high ranking official in the Mordorian government. They pulled strings, greased palms, blackmailed, and made death threats until they secured Skittles the attractive position of Diplomat. She has never been outside Mordor, but this is of little concern to them. Most people deal with her by trying to ignore her, and diverting her attention away from her job onto other things, like pretending she is a tall old oak tree. She can sometimes be convinced to play at diplomacy like it is a role, and since she has a relatively quick mind under her madness, this is not always disastrous.

Skittles, of course, believes that she is completely sane and it is everyone else who is crazy. There is no known medication that has any affect on her -- besides producing a third mood swing and you never, ever want to go there. Trust me.

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

CAMEO (not so secret this time):

PLACED ON PROPOSAL ~*~ Pio

NAME: Aimé.

AGE: 22.

RACE: Man of Rohan.

GENDER: Male.

WEAPONS: The ability to run away very quickly; a sword (mostly for show); a crossbow; and a high-pitched shriek.

APPEARANCE: Aimé is a little over six feet tall and is thin. He tends to wear shabby clothes: jackets, cloaks. At times, this looks quite fetching in an 'outsider' kind of way. Most of the time, though, he just looks like a mess. He has flowing hair which appears to change colour depending on which way he turns: here dark brown, here golden, here sepia. He has deep blue eyes and an entirely lazy demeanour. He appears sedated most of the time. He has also acquired a black top hat, which he wears nearly all the time.

PERSONALITY: Selfish; cowardly; cynical; uninterested in most other people. But that's on the inside. To other eyes, Aimé appears exceedingly charming. When in the mood, he can be extremely unlikeable to those who get close to him, and this mood takes him often.

STRENGTHS: The ability to make himself appear far more interesting and desirable than he actually is.

WEAKNESSES: Beautiful piano music can reduce him to a weeping wreck. There's also the huge discomfort he gets from simply being around other people. And sharp things like axes, swords and teeth through the skin. Aimé's quite the bleeder.

HISTORY: Aimé was assigned to Mordor a few years previously (by his as-yet-unidentified nemesys), and has grown used to it. He has been sighted far more frequently in recent times: often stealing through the harsh wilderness of the land, or indeed up to who-knows-what in the dark Mordorian nightlife.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Formendacil has reminded me of that which is obvious enough, but managed to slip my mind.

Originally Posted by Formsy

You need a reason for the negotiations to take place in Mordor. Well, it just so happens that all of the inhabitants of Mordor, including the diplomats, were Assigned there, and we all know what a hassle it is to get OUT of Mordor.

Therefore, to emphasize the advantage of his position as Overlord, Mardil has the negotiations take place in Mordor. He can send his people in and out as he wishes, but Roggie and his people are forced to remain therein. A sort of domination/power struggle thing, perhaps?

Just a thought...

Inhabitants of Mordor can't just up and leave. It will be understood that negotiations take place in Mordor because Mordorian ambassadors are not allowed to leave and, given that they are soon to commence discussion on immigration laws, they will not be slipping out of the country illegally in order to meet up with Mardil's people.

I'll edit my post somewhat this afternoon (EST) to accomodate this, unless Jen would like to take care of such details with Lola? I can quite easily see Alli's orders being "I want everyone in this castle. Find me a plausible excuse for it." and continuing on with her work.