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OOC:
Hey, y'all.  This is the first forum RP we're doing here. I thought a nice beginning RP would be something silly and fun, and what's more silly than a bunch of rebellious Dibbuns?  Except let's have them be leverets in Salamandastron and thus have gigantic appetites!  This is happening earlier in the timeline than what we've seen recently.  I was thinking in 2020 or so (when Mossflower wasn't being conquered and what have you, of course).  If you had a leveret character in Salamandastron, you can play them here!  Additionally, you can play unnamed leverets in the chaos, or even the adults who have to deal with them!  If you've always wanted to make a leveret char and never was able to, this can be a great time to do so.  And if you use a char that maybe wasn't necessarily there in 2020, that's okay; this RP is just for fun, so time can be a little bit wibbly wobbly

BIC:

SCENE:

It is two in the morning.  All the creatures of Salamandastron are asleep, save for the hares on watch.  They are up on the top and sides of the Mountain, guarding the ancient fortress from any attacks, should they come.  No attacks are forthcoming, but it is always good to keep watch.  Just in case.

However, what they really ought to be guarding are the internal tunnels.  Because it turns out that not all the hares are sleeping.  The leverets of the Mountain have awoken, hungry and thirsty, which is never a good thing.  Some choose to stay in their beds and try to go back to sleep.  The vast majority of them, however, have decided that they require sustenance or they shall die immediately (as hares are wont to think).  So slowly and quietly they creep from their beds, sneaking out the door of the dormitories, managing to (somehow) not wake the hares left in charge of them.  The leverets of varying ages gather in the hallway outside the leveret dorms, muttering mutinously about how the adults are trying to kill them with inadequate rations.

Julia is, of course, in the midst of this rabble. Clutching her dolly tight, she looks around, her green eyes taking in everybeast who has gathered.  The entirety of the Salamandastron Dibbuns Against Bedtime is out here, as are most of the other leverets of the Mountain.  The auburn-furred mischief maker quietly shushes them all.  The DAB leverets quiet immediately, then hush the others around them so their leader can speak.  "We gotsa be very quiet," Julia whispers.  "Can'ts be wakin' da gwown ups, wot!  Now c'mon, let's sneak t'da kitchens!"

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This is the IC silliness from Redwall's Great Hall during the countdown to the MUCK going permanently offline.  Please note most of what we did was just room pages, so this doesn't have much to read.  I hope it brings some nostalgia, though.

Friends: Sarnith; Nicodemus; DoraRose; Lacota; Hallow; Dandelion; Matthew; Scarborough; Denis; Ficktails

SCENE:
You go into the Great Hall.
RW Abbey: Great Hall
The Great Hall of Redwall Abbey. Countless paw falls have echoed from these stones, and untold numbers of feasts and merry gatherings have been held here. A table, not nearly so grand or large as its predecessors, but quite functional for mealtimes, rests near the center of the hall. Chairs exist here aplenty, and they are all of a matching set. High above, the stain glass windows give the Great Hall a beautiful appearance. The glasswork is exceptionally done, crafted by a skilled artist. The floor is clean and swept. A fire is kept burning in the fireplace at almost all times of the day and night, and there are several more comfortable chairs and cushions set up here, of varying sizes. One looks large enough to easily accommodate a badger. The Tapestry hangs proud and tall, and while the rest of Redwall may still bear the scars of natural disaster, this most famous of Redwall's relics remains unharmed by beast, time, or the elements. The figure of Martin the Warrior seems to be watching over his own with an unchanging, kindly gaze. Soft light is slowly beginning to filter in through the stained glass windows high above your head.
Exits: Abbey's (Li)brary, (K)itchen, (C)avern (H)ole, (B)reezeway, (En)try, (Stairs)
Contents: a message (board) with notes tacked to it
** THIS ROOM IS BROADCASTING **

read board

This board is covered in scraps of cheap parchment with comments scrawled on them. They seem to be arranged in days and in order at least, but there's no way of knowing who wrote them. (OOC: toadd a message, 'add-board message' such as 'add-board The abbot likes purple pajamas!'. To read the board, 'read-board'. You can say 'read-board number' (such as 'read-board 3') to read back a smaller amount of days. The system does not show who wrote what message so ICly you can lie. The DB stores all, though, so don't break MU policies! ICly, this represents rumors as well as messages and ads).

read-board

Goodbye, RWMUCK. You were a wonderful place while I had no friends. You have been and will forever be missed <3 (DoraRose)

** Done **

Hallow comes from the entry.

Hallow has arrived.

Nicodemus enters shaking water droplets from his tail.

Nicodemus has arrived.

Matthew comes from the entry.

Matthew has arrived.

Nicodemus's ear flickres and he looks back to Matthew.

Matthew says, "Hello"

>> The game will paws in two minutes to save changed objects. <<

>> Pawsing to save changed objects. <<

>> Save Complete. Next save will be in an hour or so. <<

Lacota arrives from the Staircase..

Lacota has arrived.

Lacota harrumps. "If you so much AS SET FOOT in MYYYY Kitchen, you will meet my frying pan."

DoraRose immediately starts walking towards the kitchen.

Dandelion comes from the entry.

Dandelion has arrived.

>> The game will paws in two minutes to save changed objects. <<

Nicodemus says, "The paper that drove people here were the books, and BJ's tours."

>> Pawsing to save changed objects. <<

>> Save Complete. Next save will be in an hour or so. <<

"I AM THAT IS, MY SWORD SHALL WIELD FOR ME."

Sarnith puts a sticker on Nicodemuses nose.

Nicodemus licks the sticker from his notes and eats it.

Lacota goes fully meta as reality unravels around him.

Matthew pulls a bottle of mead out

DoraRose sings, "it's the end of the world as we know it, it's the end of the world as we know it, it's the end of the wrld as we know it, and i feel fiiiiiiiiiinnnnee....."

Denis arrives from the Staircase..

Denis has arrived.

Dandelion waves.

Denis says, "Hello"

Matthew waves to Denis

Denis waves to all

There was much panicking.

But perhaps a flame of hope can be sparked

---------Dandelion (Room)----------
Inigo Montoya: He's dead. He can't talk.
Miracle Max: Whoo-hoo-hoo, look who knows so much. It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead. There's a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With all dead, well, with all dead there's usually only one thing you can do.
Inigo Montoya: What's that?
Miracle Max: Go through his clothes and look for loose change.
------------Done +paste------------

T MINUS 20 MINUTES

Sarnith tosses the mouse into a pie.

Your mom enters the great hall. Somehow.

Matthew points at your mom

DoraRose laughs aloud. "My momma introduced me to Redwall, so joke's on you!"

DoraRose pointeth at thine mother!

Dandelion exclaims, "Good mom, books are cool!"

Sarnith wonders what he has created with this reverse pie toss.

DoraRose says, "Books are lilterally the best"
*literally

Sarnith throws the book at the pie mouse.

Nicodemus room-pages, "Always grow older, but never grow up."

Obviously, since the world is ending in T MINUS 15 MINUTES, nothing is sensible any longer and a portal into the chaotic otherworld was created by said pie toss.

T MINUS 13 MINUTES. BRACE YOURSELVES FOR THE END OF THE WORLD.

Scarborough comes from the entry.

Scarborough has arrived.

Dandelion says, "This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad."

"Goodbye" by Audio Adrenaline

Dandelion says, "I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion."

T MINUS 10 MINUTES

Dandelion says, "Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; The worst is death, and death will have his day."

Dandelion says, "Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust." 

Denis does a fake frown

Dandelion exclaims, "8 minutes!"

Otter shouts, "Nine minutes...."

Lacota says, "I'm not crying, I swear."

T MINUS 8 MINUTES

Lacota heads toward the kitchen. "I trust you'll all join us for dinner? Please, make yourselves at home, pour some tea, and have a scone..."

"Death can not stop love. it can only delay it for a little while.

DoraRose smiles and spreads her arms wide, as if to embrace the world. "All are wlecome in Redwall who come in peace and have a good heart."

Lacota pours tea for each and every one of you. "Mint and rosehip. Brewed it myself."

T MINUS 6 MINUTES

Denis drinks the tea and enjoys it grealy

Lacota smiles to his friends. "DoraRose... You made it."

Matthew drinks the whole cup in one go

Lacota hands the mouse an extra special cup.

Ficktails arrives, sets the place on fire.

T MINUS 5 MINUTES

T MINUS 4 MINUTES

Otter shouts, "Four minutes."

DoraRose smiles at Lacota and accepts the cup of tea. "I did. I had to see this place, one last time."

Lacota gives a cup to Hallow. "Skipper, a pleasure to see you again. The Abbot sends his regards."

Denis says, "It was a great pleasure to be here however long or short of a time"

Hallow says, "Farewell to all the friends from years past and present. It's been the greatest of times!"

Lacota smiles to Denis and Matthew. "Thank you for coming." He hands them a cup each.

Matthew says, "It was nice meeting you all" 

Dandelion asks, "A lovely day isn't it?"

T MINUS 2 MINUTES. THE END IS NIGH.

Denis asks, "Another cup? I'm being spoiled, and it sure is a lovely day"

Lacota hands a cup to Nicodemus and Sarnith. "To Redwall. To Mossflower."

Denis drinks the tea with some class

Hallow raises her tea "It's been a pleasure" Matthew drinks the entire cup in one go, again

Lacota hands a cup to Dandelion. "It IS a beautiful day."

Dandelion hugs all!

DoraRose takes a deep breath, then holds her cup high. The Warrior roars, "REEEDDDDWWAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!"

Otter shouts, "Two minutes."

Matthew says, "It will be a wonderful week"

Dandelion says, "It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)"

Nicodemus bows, and slips away.

Nicodemus has left.

Lacota smiles to you all. "The gate will ever be open."

Denis says, "Goodbye"

Matthew says, "Goodbye everyone"

Denis says, "Everyone have a great time"

Otter shouts, "Go forth everyone and bring into reality that which was brought here. And pass it forward, do what they say can't be done. Thank you all for coming, and it wouldn't have been the same without each and every one of you. To 30 great years!"

Matthew says, "and thank you"

You room-page, "goodbye DX"

Lacota says, "May the road ever rise to meet your feet."

>> The game will paws in two minutes to save changed objects. << 

Server shutting down normally. Going down - Bye

Remote server has disconnected. Refresh page to reconnect.

And we all whisper "goodbye", even as we know that the end is only the beginning...

SCENE:  Redwall Abbey's East Walltop

LOG:
DoraRose has been troubled. For the past few weeks, she's been having strange dreams every night, and she doesn't like the implications of them. She's talked it over with Angela, but the Gatekeeper doesn't like the solution her grandmother suggested, either. The Warrior is now standing on the Eastern ramparts on this lovely early Summer day, staring out to the East, her face hinting at how troubled she is.   

In contrast to the gate keeper, John hasn't been much troubled as of late. A change, perhaps, from his worried state in the spring- a change reflected on the rather light way he leaps onto the ramparts from the closest tree branch. Balancing precariously for a moment on the red sandstone, the squirrel takes in the summer abbey grounds. Seeing the mouse, he hops down to the walkway, bowing his head.   
"Good day, Dorarose." He murmurs.   

DoraRose merely flicks an ear when she hears him hop from branch to rampart. She'll need to talk to Elmef and the squirrels about trimming back the trees so nobeast can do that anymore. "Hello, John," she replies, not looking at him. "I hope this day finds you well."
   
"It has, aye," John dips his head agin. "The summer's been mighty peaceful so far. It's good." The squirrel sits on the edge of the wall to dangle his legs over the abbey grounds. "How's the abbey?"   

Now DoraRose smiles. "Oh, the Abbey's well. The crops look like we'll have an overabundance, enough to share with Ferravale, certainly. Everything has been peaceful, the DAB hasn't caused too much chaos recently...although they did steal everyone's left shoes and scatter them around the grounds yesterday. That was a chore to gather them up. A family of geese arrived yesterday, one of their goslings injured from falling in the ditch. My grandmother is taking care of him, though." But despite the smile and this good news, the mouse can't hide her troubled state of mind. It's clear in her eyes.   

Xavier has just recently come back,of course with his shrews and has just this afternoon arrived at the abbey. Most likely heard them come and itt's possible the gatekeeper missed them sinse they came from the direction of Ferravale.With him is another shrew "Well..I don't know, if de bees sting ya know what..".."What?"..The Log-a-log grins"Stay away from em'"The shrew snorts and walks off muttering as Xavier shrugs and then finds his way to where Dorarose and John is."Ello, long time no see yeh?" He is taller now and more muscle than before, the past like 2-3 seasons he has grown up may as well say from his late teens to adulthood.   

John looks up at the mention of Ferravale, but doesn't interrupt. He's avoid the village for seasons at this point. The geese though... "That's a rare sight, so it is. Never seen a goose outside of that wee one here." He pauses never one for small talk and certainly doesn't miss the look in the mouse's eye. "Dora," he begins, quietly, but then the mass for shrews show up.   
The impression John had growing up of shrews wasn't the most positive, and the GUOSIM always made him want to run and hide. At least, that's how it was back in the day... now though. He smiles (a bit forced, true, but he smiles!). "Hello! I'm not sure if we've ever met, I'm not."   

DoraRose nods. "Aye, geese usually only stop by here in Spring and Fall, when they're migrating. Guess this family was living in a woodland pond nearby. I hope Gracie can make some friends. She's never been around other geese for an extended period of time...I don't think she even knows how to be a normal goose." She would acknowledge the squirrel's concern, but when the Log-a-Log shows up, she greets him, instead. "Hello, Xavier, how are you? Welcome back to Redwall."
   
Xavier smiles "I been alright..been exploreing and gettin' use ta being Log-a-log"   

"Yore Log-a-log, then?" John raises a brow, taking in the shrew. "Hmmm... Good luck in that endeavour, mate." He turns back to Dora cracking a slight grin. "I doubt rather much anybeast 'round here knows what a proper goose is like, eh? Though," he adds with a slight shrug, "One step to new friends may be for her to relax a bit more. Children donnae very much like someone who gets them in trouble, they don't. Unless she's grown past that stage, o'course."   

DoraRose nods. "Being a leader is something that takes a lot of getting used to. There are a lot of lessons to learn." She glances at the squirrel. "Gracie isn't really much of a Dibbun anymore. She and Dochas are both almost old enough to join the Order, if they wanted to. As is Oz. I think Gracie is growing into a fine young goose, she just has a clear idea of right and wrong. She's actually been helping my grandmother in the Infirmary. I think it's helped her understand how to interact with others better." She actually hasn't heard of Gracie tattling on the others in quite a while, but she doesn't want to comment on it and be wrong.   

Xavier nods "Yes I am Log-a-log.."He sighs "Yes getting use to being a leader is hard, fer sure when I became leader when I was...still a teen"A frown now,he has learned a lot since then "I most likely was not ready but...well I have learned and me shrews have helped me.I have gaiuned thier respect and that is good"   

"Is she now?" John blinks. He /had/ been away for some time, after all. "Suppose that's the passage of time then, eh? Last I paid attention both of them were still young. Dochas' still the ringleader?"   
He glances at the shrew. "Hard times, for sure. Can't imagine it's easy, no." There's another pause before he says, "I were once put in charge of the abbey's defence during a battle, I were, when I were a bit younger than you are now, I'd say I were. A brief stint, and I might've been knocked out for half the time, but still."   

DoraRose just listens, trying to focus on the present conversation even as her mind drifts back to her troubled thoughts. She looks back out to the East, frowning. "Which battle was that, John? We've been in so many, they sometimes blur together for me..."   

Xavier notices as the mouse looks east, he glaces that way "Hmm, what is it ya look at Dorarose? I see...ummm"After a brief quiet"Nothing, all is clear...de road, de sky..de woods..wait thar is a sparrow in de woods."   

"The first time a Redthorn took over the abbey," John says with a scowl, "And last time vermin held the abbey for such a long time, it were." With a sigh, the squirrel leans back on his paws to gaze up at the sky. "That were seasons and seasons ago at this point..."   
When Xavier gives a report he glances at him again, nodding. "Quiet, aye? That's what I'd say of the forest too, these past weeks."
   
DoraRose keeps staring. "Aye, Mossflower is quiet, but beyond that...." she pauses. "To the East, beyond the last tree of Mossflower, lies my old homeland, Tuscani. ...do you believe that dreams can be prophecy? That our dreams can sometimes open windows into other areas of our world for certain creatures? Because I do, and I sometimes don't know what to do about it."   

Xavier tilts his head and seems confused "Umm, maybe it is just bad dream?" He has not ever dealed with things like that "Maybe ask Benar?"   

"Sometimes dreams are simply that- dreams." John mutters, more to himself than anyone else - and somewhat agreeing with the shrew. "Or," he says louder, "They're simply the result of something a beast wants, and they're not willing to say that." He's rather aware he's a tad cynical when it comes to these things, but he did grow up with Order. "What's this prophecy about, then?"   

Those were the answers DoraRose had expected, but she felt disappointed, nonetheless. "There is war brewing in Tuscani, a rebellion led by the slaves. They need a leader of noble standing to help them defeat the tyranny and abolish slavery forever." She purses her lips. "You're right, though, I should talk to Benar....tell him I must leave and return to my homeland. Before the war spills over into Mossflower."   

John nods again, mulling over her words. "War here may already come, whether from Tuscani or elsewhere, it might." He stands looking the mouse in the eye. "Do you want to return thereabouts?"   
His countenance has shifted to something more quiet and curious, and the squirrel tilts his head as he waits for an answer.   

DoraRose nods. "Aye, but if I can prevent a war, I want to do everything in my power to do so." She pauses and thinks for a bit. "I do want to visit. See the graves of my parents and my sister. Show my daughter the land of her ancestors. And I feel I owe it to Emyuil to take us there....many seasons ago, he was having dreams that we needed to go back, but I ignored his distress. I can only hope it's not too late."   

Dipping his head, John replies, "Never been quite that far east, truth be told. But fear or not, simply prepare to go if you wish - you donnae have to stop a war to visit your birthand, I should think, eh? Might find things peaceful there, might not. Be wary, though," and here the squirrel's graveness comes out in full force, "Be wary of becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy."   

DoraRose raises an eyebrow as she turns to return the squirrel's gaze. "Whatever do you mean?" But after a heartbeat, she continues. "Oh...yes, I could try to find fulfillment to my dreams when it doesn't need to exist. You're right. You're absolutely right." She looks back out to the East. "Mayhap all will be well, and I've just been having needless bad dreams, as Xavier said."   

"Needless? No, I'm no' too sure of that, I'm nor; they could simply be trying to get you going back there," John replies with another shrug. "Could simply be worries or whatnot, and seeing the land again might do much to assuage those worries, they might. Cannae know for certain, though. Can't know till you see it yourself, eh?"   

DoraRose smiles slightly. "You're right. Thank you, friend." She then sighs heavily. "I know Angela and Emyuil will want to go with me. But I'm not sure about LilyMoore. I'll of course let her decide for herself, but...she has so many friends here, yet she also wants to see where I grew up. I, too, almost wish to stay here...stay with my friends, and the grave of my husband." A sorrowful silence fills the pause in the conversation. The mouse family doesn't have an easy choice to make.   

"Leaving needn't be forever, I should think." John says, "Look at me, now- I've spent more than half my life away from the abbey, in bursts, of course, but I do manage to return from time to time, so I do. Lilymoore's a grown mouse, you donnae have to worry about her, neither. She'll figure something out, I bet."   

DoraRose sighs and rubs her eyes. "Thank you, John. I haven't been thinking through things as well as I would have liked. I needed somebeast to speak reason...and not my grandmother. I love her, but she is a pain at times." Doesn't everyone in the Abbey know it, too.
   
In light of having spent nearly the past 20 seasons avoiding the infirmary because of the grouchy old chief healer, John can only manage a slight grin at that. "That she is, no offense meant."   

DoraRose makes a sound that could be the beginnings of a chuckle. "None taken." The bells toll for tea time, and the mouse's stomach gives a rumble. "Mm...I didn't realize how hungry I'd gotten. Let's head in, shall we?" The Warrior smiles, gesturing to the grounds below.
   
The squirrel nods, slowly, begging for the stairs. "Right. It's been a while since I've had a meal here, with company. Probably would be best to catch up on things more, eh?" Joh says ruefully. "Rather bad at that, it seems."   

DoraRose smiles wryly as she hurries past him and down the steps. "Aye, y've become a proper old hermit in your old age. Bet y'can't even beat me to the Great Hall." With a twinkle in her blue eyes, the mouse darts across the grounds, finding satisfaction in the childlike joy of running in a silly race. Some Dibbuns even join her! And there's plenty of beasts to talk to one they arrive in Great Hall...the squirrel will have plenty of beasts to catch up with once he enters! 

~*To be continued in the next log...*~

Thanks for reading!

I'm working on leaving the MUCK, and I'd like to keep people from being able to use my characters' names.  However, I don't necessarily want to be logging them on once a month.  On the MUCK, there are a number of chars that haven't been logged on for literal years, even though chars that aren't logged on are supposed to be purged forever after like 40-60 days.  Have they not been purged due to a command?  Did they break the MUCK (or a rule on the MUCK)?  Is this a glitch in the system?  If it's alright to do, what's the command?