Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Jul 3, 2017 14:45:22 GMT -5
Man in Black, Man in Red, Man in Crimson, Man in Scarlet, Man in Brick, Man in Cardinal, Man in Ruby, Man in Rose, Man in Reddish, Man in Salmon, Man in Magenta, Man in Baby Blue, Man in Green, Man in Yellow, Man in Off-White, Man in Ghost White, Man in Amber Apricot, Man in Orange, Man in Purple, Man In Reddish, Woman In Orange, Woman In Forest Green, Woman In Yellow, Woman In Brick, and Woman In Sepia were plotting something.
"Soon, we shall rise up and destroy the colormen once and for all!" Man In Black said, as the others cheered.
"No you won't!" Yelled a voice.
"What the... Woman In Blue!?"
"And I'm not alone."
Suddenly, sixty colorwomen entered the room and surrounded the evil colorpeople.
"Alright, let's do this." Woman In Silver said.
All sixty began chanting. "Grol deka silvaka choi!"
Suddenly, the evil colorfolk felt dizzy and weak. Then, with a poof, they vanished.
"Where did you teleport them to?" Woman In White asked.
"Somewhere in New York City, in the USA. I'm not sure exactly where. I also disabled their teleport spells, and made it so their flight spells stop working if they fly for more than half a kilometer. So they won't be bothering Sodor again anytime soon!"
The colorwomen cheered.
Return to a world where the worst swearword you could use was "Crap". A world where the Bronze Mage was a one-off villain. A world where the engines actually affected the plot. A world where Bachmann Edward was still alive. Return... to 2015.
(So basically, this thread is meant to fill in what happened between the end of the deleted game threads on the TTTE Wikia Forum and the start of the new game. We can do whatever we want, as long as we don't rely too heavily on new stuff like VEC/SOM/GOD, and the thread ends with the evil colorfolk sneaking home with the World Steam Tour. Play it like a normal game, and have fun!)
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Jul 3, 2017 20:44:03 GMT -5
Sleeping as the other engines rested on a siding. They had just sailed over the English channel and were on French soil. The sun had set an hour ago, but the engines all had their lamps on and the workers were busy inspecting them, while a few had set up a barbecue and hamburgers were being grilled. Up front was Thomas, pulling Annie and Clarabel. He was also pulling Henrietta on Toby's behalf. Behind Thomas, Gordon was pulling 6 "sleeper" coaches, for the staff that were working the steam tour long term. Behind him, Duck was pulling Alice and Mirabel. After Duck was Edward's train, pulling Percy and Toby on flatbeds, plus 10 water tankers, a brakevan and Emily, acting as back engine. Just behind them was Henry, pulling 10 boxcars of steam engine parts, in case repairs needed to be made while on the way. And finally, bringing up the rear was James, and his load of 10 coal cars, plus a brakevan.
Alaine Kamali, Sir Topham Hatt's second-in-command and a character so forgettable I compulsively reintroduce her every time I use her, walked down the quay, where St. Simon, Quicksilver, Lucifer, and Beelzebub were being unloaded.
"Sir, here's the schedule for the next few weeks. We're following the original route of the Orient Express from Paris to Istanbul, then take another boat to Japan before doubling back and arriving in Washington DC for our American tour."
"Ooh, delightful!" Sir Robert Norramby said. He was also there, I guess.
Suddenly, there was a scream from the engines.
Alaine and Norramby ran over. Sir Topham followed slowly, claiming his doctor had been forbidden to run.
"What happened?" Alaine yelled.
"It's Dave, ma'am." A worker said.
Dave was lying on the ground, impaled by a piece of metal from Quicksilver's spare parts.
"Oh my goodness!" Alaine exclaimed. "What happened?"
"As best as I can tell, he fell and dropped this on him. He was dead when I got here, ma'am."
"What a tragedy..." Norramby muttered.
"I don't think so..." Alaine replied. "Look at the angle. If he fell, he would have been stabbed like this." She gestured at the body.
"So what?" Norramby asked.
"If I'm right..." Alaine explained, "... this was murder."
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Jul 7, 2017 0:10:48 GMT -5
(Honestly, I did not expect to have to revive this thread so soon after making it )
Back on Sodor, the Colormen were hard at work. They were attempting to restore the Great Hall of the Colorfolk, but modernizing it was proving difficult. The Electric Guild had to preserve the original murals when installing wiring, and were working at what seemed to Man In Blue to be a glacial pace.
As he walked through the entrance hall, though, he couldn't help but smile. For the first time in hundreds of years, the Colormen were working together as a united force for good. Colormen were intermingling throughout the corridor, building, painting, or just talking. One colorman in some shade of pink was playing metal music on a comically oversized boombox. Man In Blue hated metal with the same passion ignorant 2015 Toz did, but he was in such a good mood he didn't care.
Man In Silver suddenly ran over.
"Hey, Man In Blue, I've been thinking. Wouldn't it be better for everyone involved if the Colorwomen moved in with us?"
"Well, sure, it would, but we don't know where they are. They have their own base, somewhere on Sodor. It's location has been lost to the Colormen for centuries."
"Then I'll take a couple others and track it down. Why not? We need the help. The Bronze Mage is still out there."
"Fair enough, just stay safe."
As soon as Man In Silver vanished, Man In White took his place.
"I was thinking. We've been hiding here hoping the Bronze Mage won't discover us, but if he's really the Bronze Mage from the legends, he knows where this place is. And until we are able to reactivate the anti-evil shield, we are vulnerable."
"I want to take a group of Colormen and hunt him down."
"Good call. Take a dozen."
"Has there been any progress on locating my artifact?"
"No, I'm afraid not..."
Man In White sighed. "I understand."
Man In Gold, sensing that we were handing out subplots and wanting in, walked up.
"I was thinking, someone should restore the old Colorfolk archives, and I just might be the perfect man for the job."
Man In Blue nodded. "Absolutely."
Suddenly, Man In, I dunno, Lemon, ran over.
"Sir! Woman In Pink has escaped!"
Ever since rescuing Woman In Pink from the Bronze Mage, she has been nothing but trouble. They had constructed special spectral goggles to protect her from the Bronze Mage's mind control, but she was still Woman In Pink. She wanted to return to the colorwomen, but the Colormen didn't trust her. If the Bronze Mage got control of her again, she could end up making the Crosby Oil spill look like a minor accident.
"Dangit! We have to find her."
But then who should run up but Man In Islamic Green.
"Sir! My wife Alaine just called. There's been a murder on the World Tour and she wants Colormen to help protect the others."
"What!? Good grief! I'll go myself. And you come with too, actually. You'll probably want to be with your wife."
So the two teleported away.
That's five plot lines set up, I've got a couple more in mind but I'll let you lot post first.
Post by frankthetriviaman on Jul 10, 2017 22:57:27 GMT -5
Man In Blue was overseeing the restoration of the Great Hall, when a thought hit him.
"Wait a second... the anti-evil shield is a passive charm; how could it have been deactivated?" He realized. Then he shrugged it off "eh, a lot happens in 400 years... oh look, a lampshade!" he said, picking it up and hanging it on a nearby post.
Nearby, Man In Bole came up to him. "I know how we can compensate for the shield being down; I'm currently working on a perception filter! Once activated, anyone who isn't one of us will subconsciously turn away" he explained
"Works for me" Man In Blue said. Then they went about their business.
On the rail tour, the murder was kept under wraps, prompting Sir Topham Hatt to consider what to do.
"I don't want to disappoint anyone; after all we do have many stops to make on this tour. After France, I believe it was Germany, and then..." he said, pondering.
It's a tough job, but someone has to be the trivia guy. What do you mean it can't be me?!
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Jul 10, 2017 23:49:34 GMT -5
"We're following the original route of the Orient Express, so we're calling in Calais, Paris, Strasbourg, Munich, Vienna, Bucarest, Budapest, Varna, and Istanbul. In that order." Alaine reminded him.
Francine Tipper was left for dead at a young age when her parents were killed in a fatal rail accident that we're just going to conveniently gloss over. Raised by gypsies, she eventually became an LGBT activist, then a man, then a halfway decent mage. Now, Francis Tipper, better known as Shear, lived a comfortable live with Ruth and Adrianna in their magical gypsy csrt, which he insisted on calling a "Romani caravan" despite Ruth's protest that "gypsy", despite being less PC, would be more marketable.
One fine day, Shear's wonderful live was shattered when an old woman wearing weird goggles and a pink robe ran into the caravan and begged for a hiding place. A few seconds later, an old man in a bronze robe and a young boy in silver robes with an inane grin leapt onto the scene.
"Random gypsies! I am the Bronze Mage! For 800 years I've roamed Sodor, bringing evil! My apprentice, Percy Silver, is destined to outmatch even me! Bring that fugitive Woman In Pink forth!"
"Adrianna, you're supposed to be a soothsayer, why didn't you warn us he was coming?" Ruth whispered.
"Something isn't right about this. It's almost like they've been brought here by some force I couldn't foresee."
"I thought this was supposed to be less convoluted than the Game II?" Shear quipped. Only Adrianna got the joke.
"Time's up!" The Bronze Mage released a bolt of energy from his staff, striking the cart. Shear and Woman In Pink were thrown clear. Ruth hurriedly chanted something, and the cart disappeared.
"Aw, lame. They got away." The Bronze Mage whined.
"Can we get ice cream now?" Percy Silver asked.
"Fine, but only because you're a living god." The Bronze Mage replied.
Woman In Pink was surprised to find that neither the mage nor a his idiot sidekick had noticed them. Then she realized the duo was under Shear's Absurdly Convenient Invisibility Cloak.
"Dude, are you okay?"
"They abandoned me..." Shear sobbed. The only family he had ever known, gone.
"Come on, we need to move. The Bronze Mage will be back." And Woman In Pink carried Shear into the forest.
The Bronze Mage was also unhappy.
"She got away again! I don't believe it. Percy, don't get ice cream on your nice new robes."
"Fine." Percy Silver scowled.
"Now, let's move, before-"
Suddenly, with a poof, the two were trapped in golden chains, levitating 50 feet above the ground in a cavernous room. And across the room, glaring at the Bronze Mage with an intense hatred, was Kendarboo Flickerbee.
Kendarboo and the Bronze Mage went way back. They had once been part of an evil team called the Vile Evil Confederacy, but after the Colormen obliterated them, Kendarboo did the unthinkable- turned good. Now he was a high mage in the Order Of Gerade. It was their courtroom he was trapped in now.
Kendarboo Flickerbee held up a toy. Specifically, a Bachmann Edward. But the Bronze Mage new it was no ordinary toy. It was a sentient super weapon.
A strange figure named Tox with a thick Seattle accent begin speaking. "This meeting of the Order of Gerade has been assembled by the high Mage Kendarboo Flickerbee. I'm sorry to pull you all from your cots so early, but the Bronze Mage has been caught at last. For the uninitiated, he is wanted for, among other things, Conspiring with a Cubus, smuggling of Dragon Eggs, and impersonating an engine."
The Bronze Mage was guilty of all those charges, and everyone there knew it. So he just met the hate filled glare of Kendarboo and stayed silent.
"C'mon, guys, lighten up!" Bachmann Edward yelled. "Isn't it great that we've got this guy?"
"You seem... OOC somehow." A young mage named Wicker Dyson observed.
"I haven't appeared in nearly two years despite being a fan favorite. Give me a break." Bachmann Edward deadpanned.
"Look, daddy, a talking train!" Percy Silver yelled.
"Percy, I'm not your..." The Bronze Mage lowered his voice. "You literally were a train two weeks ago!"
Percy Silver calmly began humming the Chuggington theme.
The room erupted in chaos.
"He's a monster!" Tikita Levpa yelled.
"He's the antichrist!" Shanique Wilson yelled.
"He has poor taste in children's television!" Wicker yelled.
"What? I just like Chuggington." Percy Silver said with a stupid grin.
"I'm going to put that fool out of his misery!" Bachmann Edward yelled.
In the midst of this chaos, the Bronze Mage came up with a plan.
Suddenly, three figures appeared in the room. They looked like a cross between an orc and satan, and quickly freed The Bronze Mage and Percy Silver from their bonds.
"Let's get out of here, Xex!" The Bronze Mage yelled, and the three Cubii teleported away as the Order Of Gerade continued to panic.
"As the all-powerful and universally loved character who is not a Mary sue, the author said so, I shall retrieve the prisoners!" Sol yelled.
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Jul 13, 2017 11:52:44 GMT -5
As the engines argued, they pulled into Calais, the first stop of this leg of the tour. The station was crowded with railfans, and on the other platform every surviving engine that had pulled the Orient Express, plus some of the rolling stock, was waiting.
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Jul 13, 2017 23:45:25 GMT -5
The above posts established that they were coming along. Even if that isn't how it happened back in the day, I think it adds more story potential. Also, I remember St Simon joining up with them when they visited the Bluebell Railway.
Back on Sodor, the other engines were kind of bored. Sir Topham's son was in charge, but without the famous 8, the railway was left with a bunch of two-dimensional one-offs running the railway.
"I'm bored!" River Tid exclaimed.
"None of you ever do anything interesting!" Arthur whined.
"Weel, it's kin' ay stoaner when yer whole personality is "tha scottish one"!" Douglas replied.
So we're going to focus on interesting stuff, like...
Post by frankthetriviaman on Jul 16, 2017 23:25:38 GMT -5
Going back to the rail tour.
As they say there, James talked to Sir Topham Hatt. "Sir, I don't think it's fair."
"What is, James?" Sir Topham Hatt asked.
"Why do St. Simon, Quicksilver, Lucifer and Beelzebub get to tag along and not do their fair share of the work? I mean look- Thomas is pulling Annie, Clarabel and Henrietta, Duck is pulling Alice and Mirabel, Gordon is pulling sleeper coaches, Edward and Emily are pulling Percy, Toby and the water tankers, Henry is pulling the engine parts and I am pulling the coal! So why do they get to tag along when they aren't even bothering to help us out?" James pointed out.
"Well James, if you must know..."
It's a tough job, but someone has to be the trivia guy. What do you mean it can't be me?!
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Aug 8, 2017 0:28:49 GMT -5
Meanwhile, the evil color folk were in the prison system.
"So, this is prison? Nice place." Woman In Orange said. "You know what it needs? A little vlak dak choi daruga!"
The prison exploded, and the evil colorfolk were free.
"I know we're evil, but we just released about a thousand arsonists, murderers, jaywalkers, and worse on New York City." Man In Red observed.
"Eh. It's not like there's good American colorfolk or anything."
Meanwhile, in the white house...
"Mr President, sir! There's been a breakout at a maximum security prison in New York!"
"I see. Well, we can't send in the military, they'd never get through New York traffic. I know!" The president pressed a hidden rainbow button on the right side of his desk. "This is president Obama. Deploy the colorpeople!"
"Um, sir, the button to deploy the colorpeople is on the left side of the desk."
"Then what's this button do?"
"Well, it's supposed to turn all of Congress gay."
"Why the hell would we have a button like that?"
"In case of overpopulation?"
"You know what? This is ridiculous. I need some more coffee." Obama walked out of the Oval office, muttering something that sounded vaguely like Toz chickening out of a political joke.
Post by Toz76: Featuring a canvas bag! on Aug 23, 2018 23:26:38 GMT -5
Meanwhile, at the World Steam Tour, Sir Topham Hatt and Alaine met up with a man on the station platform.
"I understand you're looking for couches for the Orient Express? I happen to have some old coaches in a barn on my uncle's farm. They're not in great shape, but we could get them fixed up for you in a few days, for a price."
Tug: So is the 4WSR website gone then?
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