janestarz | The Army of Oriona

So yesterday

sjuuls had her little larp for the place where she works. Set up by her husband and herself, they managed to attract a couple of larpers to help set up a nice little larp event for the people she works with.
Some people would call them "Tonkers in the head" or maybe even "weirdo's". I say that they are just people who can really enjoy a good bit of roleplay. And sometimes, you can't even distinguish whether the person you're talking to is an employee of Orion or somebody who was born with a handicap in the head. Or just a fairy who's gone mental.

I got the impression when I arrived at Julliette's house that it was a chaos. And that we were about to leave. So I got out of the way and indeed we were soon walking to Orion, just at the other side of the block. With us were Katinka, Andor, Witchy, Phalar, the Scot, Ezra, Mr. Finn, Brigida (being

m1ss_ann_thropy) and her kids. At Orion we were led into a room by Eagle, and we dressed. I was done quite quickly, hastily putting on some sun tan lotion (I like my hacker complexion thankyouverymuch), smearing glitter body cream on every limb and putting on the worst pink lipstick I've ever seen (and bought - which is exactly the scary bit).

I stepped out on the stage, and in the room were already a couple of people. I pretended to be shy, and then waved. "Hi, I'm Tink, who're you!?"
The King of Oriona (Eagle) sent us on our way, with me as special emmissary. We visited the vikings, who had a piece of the Magical Object, and told us to select a few people (who could swim) to row out to a buoy on the lake, and collect an object for them to prove worthy. The people staying behind sang "Wat zullen we drinken" to encourage the rowers, and the women in the second boat were told to navigate.

When they returned, we walked on to the witches, and a very nice witch gave my more flowers for in my hair. We had some food there while the witches prepared a brew. Then there was a performance of Joris and the Dragon. And then we got on our way again. We were attacked by Gorbach the Orc, and I had to heal one of the fighters, Hugo. "By the flowers andthebees-andtheheaven andtheearth andeverything-inbetween-andtheflowers andthebeesand-allthe honeyintheworld I HEAL YOU!". In a properly sqeaking voice ofcourse. I found some feathers on the way and added them to the flower arrangement in my hair, and danced around.

We then sought out the Monks who had to count twenty yellow flowers and twenty white flowers and twenty yellow-and-white flowers and twenty purple flowers. That caused some frowns with Tink. "One, two, three, many. Many-one, many-two, many-three, many-many. Many-many-one, many-many-two, many-many-three. Many-many-many-one, many-many-many-two, many-many-many-three, lots. Lots-one, lots-two, lots-three, loths-many. Lots-many-one..." After that it got complicated. "After lots-lots-lots-many-many-many-three," I explained, "you get terribly-much". And after that...you get a headache.
The good friar had a few problems as well. He was constantly falling asleep in between counting the flowers, so I had to screech "Threeeee litttleeeee flooooweeeeers" in his ear to wake him up. And he had trouble counting. "Ten, Elf, Orc," he said. Luckily our brave heroes from the army were there to help him out.

We said goodbye again and proceeded to the elves, who had a disease which made sure their pointy ears fell off. So we smeared the flower-mixture-with beer on their ears, while Tink went off to gather fladders and dance with the fairies. And after that we went to the nobles in the garden who had a party and were really mean! They said that fairies didn't exist! I explained "Well, if they say 'you don't exist' long enough I might even start to believe it, and then I'll fall over dead which is not a nice thing at ALL!". My friends from the army assured me that I did exist, yes sirree, and that I didn't have to put up with those snobby nobles. That was after they got a part from the magical object there ofcourse, but it was sweet nonetheless.

After saying goodbye at the smithee to all the people from the army, I changed into my wonderfully cool cotton dress which is slightly less hideous than the fairydress (for one, the colours match), and we went to Juul's pad, where some overenergetic people cooked spagetthi for us all. Yum. NoKey cycled over with different shoes because of my feet being covered in blisters, and we cuddled and talked there before going home very very tired.