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Heckz drinks #5. "I bet he's cheating."

Heckz drinks #6 once agaiin.

"Agreed." Heckz drinks #6.

"Oh yes, because he looks perfectly normal..." Heckz sighs. "Fine, I'll drink the toxin."

"No, Mister Strong. You see, intelligent people actually take care of their body and I don't feel like drinking some poison that a random homeless person did. Is that to difficult for you to understand?"

"Is it really necessary that all of us participate? I don't see the logic behind this." "Then again, I don't see the logic behind us not getting our quest reward already."

"Yes, the shirtless man who thinks he's the hottest shit in the inn can beat you at it. I'm certainely not drinking any of this piss you people call 'wine'." He turns to his 'fellow' heroes. "Perhaps we should look for a religious man to give him another 'task' so that he can 'prove' his 'mettle'. Do you 'get' me?"

I thought it's kind of ridiculous for pious men to 'handle their liquor'. But that's just me.

Heckz genuinely laughs. "You.. you mean- *short laugh*... are you implying tha- *short laugh once again*... that they like YOU?!" Heckz bursts into laughter once again. Well, this one's quiet. Thought he was going to be a thorn up my big behind for the rest of this quest. Guess I was wrong. "Well, here's my solution: You buy water and act as if it's the strongest booze in all of Olegaia. Then, you buy some white robes and tell her you made them yourself. After that, you bribe the High Priestess of Ennoc to tell her that you are one of god's chosen. Problem solved! Now, where are my rewards?" Heckz patiently awaits the loot.

Heckz turns around with the biggest urge to denigrate whoever said that. Unfortunately, there was nothing to be criticized about this woman. Those clothes, that hair, the color of the lipstick... not bad. He smirks. "Why, please, teach both me and this lowlif- I mean, generous quest giver, how it's done. Not that I'd learn anything I don't know, but he clearly needs it." "Thanks, Sir Obvious, but I already told him he needed to stop drinking." He says dryly. "I actually told him all he needs to do. Don't see how he's still holding out on the reward, but that's his problem."

OOC: Just made a trade with Sorrow and updated my stats. Before entering the Inn, Heckz breathes in the rotten, filthy air of Eubric. He kinda missed the salty sea breezes of Salmanda, but now he was stuck here. He knows that he won't be able to tolerate even the smallest fly with the gigantic headache he is having, so he immediately consumes a Remedy just for the sake of curing it. He enters the inn and sits down on the table, not caring about the other heroes. "Look, boo, I'll make this quick. Where I come from, if you want to get a girl, you have to clean yourself up a bit. Or kidnap her. Both options work." He quickly takes a sip of the man's wine without asking and promptly spits it out. "Disgusting. Anyways, cut your hair, buy new clothes and don't drink this fat juice you call 'wine'. So, where's my mead and my title?"

*just before Heckz left off* Heckz looks back at the mention of a trade. "Oh, yeah. Looks like you aren't that useless." The sorcerer makes the trade and then parts for the Marketplace.

Heckz walks into the Marketplace as if he owned it. First thing he made was go to Portia. "I see you are still wearing that wreck you call 'make up'. Careful, boo, too much of it and your face will fall off. Not that I wouldn't want that, though." He buys 2 Tonics, 2 Phoenix Essences, 3 Remedies, 4 Smelling Salts, 2 Nostrums and 3 Meads (30 + 100 + 30 + 100 + 70 + 45 = 375). He proceeded to Dain Almight's. "Who the hell are you?" "I-" "Oh wait, I just realized, I don't care." He buys a Seal Bomb (50). The amount of gold he had just spent didn't stop his hellish headache one bit. (2827 - 375 - 50 = 2402)

Heckz kept on 'grining'. "I'm talking with a floating mess of nothingness and a lice-ridden beast. How's that for a mess?" Before anyone can say anything, Heckz quickly gets up and goes to the Questboard. Seeing that he was chosen, he runs off to the Marketplace. Every step he made he could painfully hear as if it were the horrible wail of a newborn.

Heckz puts up a forced smile at the mention of someon- something he knew. "Oh, Sorrow! Last I remember, you were a lot meatier. At least you don't have any moths anymore..." He grabs his belly, hoping nothing unexpected decides to come out of it through his mouth. "And hair product, you say? I have no idea what you are talking about. My hair, my face and my everything is all natural. And at least I have hair!" The more he talked with the fake smile, the more his headache and his mood worsened "Anyways, what has your gaseous-meaningless self been up to lately?"

Not only did my Heroica character come back, but my CAT one also did.

Great. Now we've got blue farts wearing the least-white white rags I have ever seen in my life. "Unfortunately, Mister Whichever Hole You Came From." He says, clearly not recognizing Sorrow.

After waking up in one of the dirtiest, darkest and coldest alleys in Eubric (at least according to him), Heckz tried to recall what happened to him. All he could remember were the six steps he took before fainting. He felt as if his shoulders were heavier, as if everyone was looking at him funny and as if the entire city was dirtier, darker and colder. Once he entered the hall, the usual reek of sweat, alcohol and bad taste entered his nose. This time he just could not tolerate it. Whenever he saw another 'hero' that practically looked like a werepotato he went on the verge of trying to obliterate everything crooked table and stinking chair in his path. As he approached the questboard, he noticed only one quest was up. Only one? What has this place been reduced to... not that there's much to reduce even further. What he also started to notice was the way he thought was different and the evergrowing headache he was getting. He immediately signs his name for Quest #152 thinking to himself 'Amateur' and lays his head on the nearest table afterwards to calm his headache.

Hey guys. I'm back after an extremely long pause. Reason for that is, I suddenly got under a lot of stress in one week and completely forgot about Heroica. When I remembered about Heroica a couple of weeks later I though "Oh sh#t, how will I make it up to them?" and didn't come back out of shame (Yes, I'm like that). Now I decided to grow a pair and come back.

OoC: I'm back. Sorry about the absence. Heckz repeats.

I'd apologize for being late but honestly I'm better than you guys and you were all just early. So, let us see: I won't focus on Anthony since that guy is practically dead and I don't feel like reading every single page just to add to the point that he is scum. (And I just saw that he posted above me) The accusations against def (at least I think they are) are practically pointless. In my mind, scum plan every single detail of their post to make sure he/she doesn't seem scummy or doesn't and def seems to experience to let something like "no chance that I am godfather" thing slip up. Then, there is mostlytechnic, He was 'pointing out' that there was a possibility that def was a godfather and it wasn't confirmed that he was scum. Then, as soon as Anthony is confirmed scum: Then he just seems to continue discussing with RangeroftheForest. Speaking of Delwyn, she just reinforced her accusations on Quincy and then proceeded to defend herself from mostlytechnic. I don't find this to be particular scummy actions, but it would be nice that you contributed a bit more to the discussion. Speaking of Quincy (Yes, I am starting every observation with "Speaking of". Sue me), all you did that is of notice was to defend yourself from accusations until you could "hug it out", demand an update on claims and just seem to try and sneakily instill suspicion about Ewan: And you also just continued adding what was already said about mediumsnowman. Speaking of mediumsnowman, just like Perce, I think he did an honest mistake. Let's hope he never does one like these ever again. Speaking of two mafia teams (Yes I know I didn't mention them but still): My only reason to believe that there is only one mafia team is that Danny and Jack clearly stated that it doesn't matter if we did Mafia School or not. Wouldn't it be too complicated for a newbie who only knew the basics? I know this is weak reasoning so don't count me on this. I'd vote for any of the above but honestly there is no point so I'll continue my discussion tomorrow. Vote: Anthony Dixon (jluck). *drops the mic*

I haven't played too many games so I don't know what the default "too much" is considered. I did, actually. Just like you are thinking that I am scum for "posting fluff" I also thought that Ray was scum for posting fluff until I was proven wrong (He seems like he is contributing. To me, at least) I didn't want to vote for Quincy since I don't want to jump right in to something from a mere suggestion of scumminess. I realize I need little more than just fluff as a reason to vote for someone. Up until now, though, he hasn't contributed to anything. Only voted for Perce, who seemed like he (Perce) was getting a bandwagon of votes behind him. So: Vote: Quincy Easton (KingoftheZempk) I also have you on my radar, since your sudden focus on me seems like a desperate measure to get the attention away from you, and the already added up evidence against you. But you don't really strike me as scum since you are contributing a lot to the discussion.

Sorry. I was still writing my post when you posted that last message and it didn't feel like fluff to me this time. Unvote: Ray Christiansen I would vote for Quincy now but I don't want to jump to conclusions since my only reasoning is fluff and I thought that Ray was scummy for posting fluff in the beginning (I was clearly wrong).

OoC: I'd rather have Heckz fast asleep than Rex, so maybe he should go last and attack the blue snakesman. Heckz takes an Ether Core in his Intiative. Heckz quickly looks and smirks. "White, purple and burgundy together? You people are begging to be executed." Heckz throws a darkball of magical goodness at Blue Snakeman from the back row.