Brakelatabasaasta + Jenny Govvy WEDDING TIME!

[Ash]

A man burst in through the doors and attracted the attention of several nearby guests who began to look at him funny.

"Oh..."

The man quickly composed himself and clipped the flight mask he was clutching to his belt before moving over to an usher and whispering something to him.

"Uhm..sir i'm sorry but your not on the..."

He continued to whisper and coughed into his hand that clutched something small flat and rectangular. The Usher's eyes widened as he saw it and took it as he gave it to him. The Usher nodded and the man continued into the room pulling the collar stiff on his aviator's coat and sat amongst a group of perculiar people. Moments later two armed men ran past outside and stopped to peer into the chapel. After inspecting the room for a moment or two the larger one of the two continued off in the direction he was heading with the other quickly following.

"So!" said the man to the person next to him.

"A wedding eh? Lovely!"

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[Malaclypse 666]

( A brief Musical Interlude while Mal checks on the Bride and Groom...)

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[Doc Holliday]

Unable to attend the ceremony himself, a holographic message appears before the bride and groom. It is of Dr. John Henry Holliday dressed in his full ambassador's robes to include his famed black rimmed hat.

Greetings to you both on this joyous day.
I want to convey my congratulations on your union. May it be happy for you both. I regret that I am unable to attend in person due to getting some extra work done as Mrs. Holliday and I prepare for the arrival of our daughter in about a month's time.

Please, though, on our behalf, accept the gift that I sent with Malcalypse. Mrs. Holliday made it herself. It is symbolic of her culture, our shared faith and our blessings we send. You will also find a card with a bit of a dowry on it. It's always good to have a few flax to start a home with.

Again, congratulations and many, MANY happy years together.

With a bow, the image fades.

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[Zukeenee]

Brakelatabasaasta watched in amazement was the holographic image faded. "Neat! Tim! Did you see that?" he asked his wedding adviser. "A tiny man made of light! And he made word noises! Actually, I was too busy marveling at the light-man to hear the word noises... I'ma have to play that again."

Brakelatabasaasta did, and still understood very little of it. "Wow. He said some BIG word noises. Umm... they were good word noises, though, right Tim?"

"Yes," Tim said, "He was congratulating you and Jennifer on your marriage. You should send him a thank-you note later. In any case, it looks like most of your guests have arrived, and..." Tim checked his watch. "And it's just about time to begin. Shall we?"

"M'kay," Brakelatabasaasta said, and he poked his head out the door to look for Malaclypse. Brakelatabasaasta gave him a nod, signifying that it was time to get the ceremony underway.

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[Malaclypse 666]

"M'kay," Brakelatabasaasta said, and he poked his head out the door to look for Malaclypse. Brakelatabasaasta gave him a nod, signifying that it was time to get the ceremony underway.

Acknowledging the Groom's cue, Malaclypse walked to the Podium at the head of the Chapel, beaming down on the assembled throng.

"What a beautiful day for a Wedding! Today, we are here to join two young people in the Holy Bonds of Wedlock. As it so happens, I feel that Eris will smile on this Union.

"Brakelatabasaasta, you are a delightfully Podgy fellow in the eyes of our Goddess. And your brakyytrothed, the lovely Jennifer Government, represents all that is Hodge in our existence.

"Together, you will begin your own personal attempt to "Balance the Chao" of relationships."

Mal looked around expectantly, not seeing the Bride-to-be present..

'Will all you you please rise, as our future Mrs. Brakky makes her traditional entrance."

Brakelatabasaasta beamed, standing across the fishy pond from the podium, and turned expectantly towards the Chapel's foyer as the crowd rose and turned as well.

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[jxie93]

Running repeated scans and tracing on the origins of the credits transfer from the strange man who called himself Mal, Felix was totally gobsmacked to have found no flaws or signs of forgery at the transfer. He instantly realised that this fairly large sum of credits surely can't be a bribe, can it? Just as he ordered a Whiskey from the barman, the PA announced,

"The ceremony is about to start everybody, please take your seats!"

Felix grumbled, took a large sip from his shot and muttered to himself, "let's see what this is peculiar mess is all about," he proceeded to the grand hall, still holding his datapad, "I've got a feeling that this is gonna be interesting."

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[Boss]

Laura poked me in the ribs. "Hey! Go, go go! It's time!" I flipped down my veil and started walking slowly down the aisle. I was sure everyone could see my heart pounding, but nobody laughed, which was good. I made it down to the ducky/fishy-pond and there was Brakky. He looked good in his outfit. I'm not really sure what you'd call it, but it looked nice, and the colors didn't clash with anything, which was a definite improvement over some of the things he's worn before. I stepped up the little step thing and stood in front of Mal-the-holy-guy, next to Brakky. There was a fumbly-bit as I tried to get my hand out of the bouquet, but I managed, and there we were, standing together, holding hands. It made me so happy! After all the muddles and messy stuff, we were really going to get married!

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Just go play the game and have fun dammit.

all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.

[Malaclypse 666]

As the processional music ended, a hush fell over the assembled guests. Everything seemed in readiness.

"Fellow Sirians, Discordians, and friends of the Bride and Groom. We are gathered here today, in the presence of Eris, and other assorted Gods and Goddesses as your consciences dictate, to join these two young people in the time-honored, if rather dated, institution of Wedlock.

"I would like to say..."

The Episkopos' words trailed off, and a slight frown creased his features. Something was just not right. He was separated from the Bride and Groom by his podium, and by the fishy pond which sat between him and the couple.. a distance of a good ten feet.

Mal stepped from behind the podium. He hitched a good two feet of his Ceremonial robe up, and tucked the excess into the Robe's belt. He then bent over and pressed the magnetic catches on his Baffinstock sandals, and tossed them aside.

The crowd watched in wonder as Mal then stepped off the podium, and deliberately stepped into the low plastic wading pool. Rubber duckies bobbed about from the small waves caused by his entry. He looked at the bride and groom.

"Ahh, that's much better! Jenny and Brakky, would you join me, please?"

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[Zukeenee]

Brakelatabasaasta eagerly hopped into the tiny 'pond', making a small splash and displacing some of the rubber duckies. He tugged on Jenny's arm, urging her to follow.

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[Nathan]

Nathanial sat down at the back watching and trying to learn love. Feeling more and more distant from his old self a tear drops out his eye.

"This should be nice to watch. No killing today"