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Commander Samuel Vimes Crew
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 Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 2:42 am
[color=white] Thread RulesThough Lord Shishio is not a member of the Watch, I will still head this thread as various established Watch characters. Feel free to play them in your posts if you need to, just be sure to be in character. Any established Watch characters, that is, EXCEPT Vimes. I'm going to play him sparingly, but I reserve this character for myself alone.
You do not need to RP at all to join the watch, but you will not get any promotions if you don't. I do ask that you either PM me, or make an RP style post in order to be listed. The only exceptions to this rule are Carrot Irondfoundersson and Angua von Uberwald, who automatically get the rank of their characters, and the option to play them in this thread if they like. Try to keep posts in order, and know where various Watch members are before you talk to or interact with them.
I will ocassionally set up an event in which you may need to go to another Guild/RP thread. I'm trying to keep up with EVERY thread here, so I shouldn't have a hard time making sure everything flows well. [color=white] Experience Costs and UsesRank:
Division:Internal Affairs -- 5 points
Special Privelege:
Skills:Copper's Walk -- 3 points * = This promotion must be offered. [color=white] Current Roster:Internal Affairs/Secret Crimes Division
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 2:43 am
A short stout man of middling-to-old age stands before you. He's wearing a misshapen beastplate... Or perhaps it is he who is misshapen... His face is red and sweaty. He must be a Sergeant.
He walks up and down the lines for a moment, then comes to a stop near the center. He takes a deep breath, and begins bellowing.
"H'alrigh' new recruits! Stand for! Har up!
"Repeat after me:
"I comma square bracket recruit's name square bracket comma do solemnly swear by square bracket recruit's deity of choice square bracket to uphold the Laws and Ordinances of the city of Ankh-Morpork, serve the public truft comma and defend the fubjects of His ftroke Her bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket Majefty bracket name of reigning monarch bracket without fear comma favour comma or thought of perfonal fafety semi-colon to purfue evildoers and protect the innocent comma laying down my life if necefsary in the caufe of said duty comma so help me bracket aforefaid deity bracket full stop Gods Save the King stroke Queen bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket full stop."
Sergeant Colon, redder in the face than usual, dismisses the new recruits to go learn "knob-jiggling" with Corporal Nobby Nobs, followed by heavy weapons with Sergeant Detritus.
"Dis are club. You thinking it not? Well..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2004 5:59 pm
A Vampire, standing in line with the rest of the recruits, repeats the seargent's somewhat curious words, with a bit of hesitation in his mind.
"I comma square bracket recruit's name square bracket comma do solemnly swear by square bracket recruit's deity of choice square bracket to uphold the Laws and Ordinances of the city of Ankh-Morpork, serve the public truft comma and defend the fubjects of His ftroke Her bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket Majefty bracket name of reigning monarch bracket without fear comma favour comma or thought of perfonal fafety semi-colon to purfue evildoers and protect the innocent comma laying down my life if necefsary in the caufe of said duty comma so help me bracket aforefaid deity bracket full stop Gods Save the King stroke Queen bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket full stop."
Once that's done, he looks around to see what the other recruits are doing. As he looked around, he accidentally touches the ribbon on his wrist. He knew he was doing the right thing. People were not food. they were People. He stepped up to the short man. It had to be a man. It was all there: hands, feet, head, and they were basically correctly aligned. He took the trecheon in his hand, waiting to be educated in the copper way. He had been taught, of course, how to use the sword. But that was not how things worked in Ankh Morpork. He knew that from experiance. His cousin was once killed when he was in the watch, because he tried to use swordplay instead of being a cop. I have to do better He thought.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 4:47 am
A bright young girl who’s cheeks are blushed red with the morning chill stands attentively in line and mechanically repeats the sergeants words.
"I comma square bracket recruit's name square bracket comma do solemnly swear by square bracket recruit's deity of choice square bracket to uphold the Laws and Ordinances of the city of Ankh-Morpork, serve the public truft comma and defend the fubjects of His ftroke Her bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket Majefty bracket name of reigning monarch bracket without fear comma favour comma or thought of perfonal fafety semi-colon to purfue evildoers and protect the innocent comma laying down my life if necefsary in the caufe of said duty comma so help me bracket aforefaid deity bracket full stop Gods Save the King stroke Queen bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket full stop."
Trying to remain attentive she awkwardly glances down at the many dials ticking, squeaking -and some times muttering quietly to them selves- attached with straps of leather to her bare arms as she waits in line for her trecheon. Perhaps she would never have to fight anyway.
Stiffly she claims her own trecheon from the squat man which she swung testingly a thumbs width from his nose. Horrified at her own actions she steps back into line with a rattle of dials, tripping on the foot of a recruit and landing squarely on her rear.
Perhaps they wouldn’t let her fight she hoped silently.
OOC: (are we ok to ooc? will edit if not) gah, I have not RPed in about 3 years so please forgive me some rusty posts sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 9:54 am
A short young man of no more than 20 stands in the line of recruits. He has wild hair that is trying to strike its own path in life, regardless of what he wishes it to actually look like, and strange twitchy eyes that nervously dart back and forth, as if following insects in the air.
Wolf, full name Wolfgang Rheinhaart the 6th, is the youngest son of the Duke of Rheinhaart. Those believing this to be a title of great importance, however would be much mistaken, since Rheinhaart itself sunk into a bog thousands of years ago, and even in its heyday had a population that made the Tito desert look like a teeming metropolis. Much to his father's chargrin, Wolf left the Bog formerly known as Rheinhaart and ventured to the city of Ankh Morpork to seek his fortune.
His fortune up to this point had been limited to three unpleasant and related events. He had had intimate contact with the underside of a troll, been drenched completely in something that claimed to be beer, and dragged through several hedges backwards. He had been a victim of crime and didn't like it one little bit.
And so today, he stands in a set of new clothes, with slightly less unkempt hair.
Wolf repeated the oath, wondering if the person who wrote it had intended it to be read out as this sergeant was reading it, but kept his mouth shut and assumed it was some big city thing that a bog raised lad such as himself wouldn't understand.
"I comma square bracket recruit's name square bracket comma do solemnly swear by square bracket recruit's deity of choice square bracket to uphold the Laws and Ordinances of the city of Ankh-Morpork, serve the public truft comma and defend the fubjects of His ftroke Her bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket Majefty bracket name of reigning monarch bracket without fear comma favour comma or thought of perfonal fafety semi-colon to purfue evildoers and protect the innocent comma laying down my life if necefsary in the caufe of said duty comma so help me bracket aforefaid deity bracket full stop Gods Save the King stroke Queen bracket delete whichever is inappropriate bracket full stop."
Wolf takes his truncheon and follows the rest of the recruits.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2004 7:06 pm
As he looked around, Drake noticed a man. or did he? Looking carefully at the man, he noticed something that was not exactly human. It was a werewolf, or possibly a man with a werewolf in his ancestry. This should be interesting. Drake thought. I have heard that there were many werewolves and vampires in the big city, maybe it's time to get to know for sure. He stepped up to him with his hand extended.
Hi. I'm Drake Hula.
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 9:06 am
Wolf looks at the man and shakes the offered hand, pleased to have someone to talk to.
"Wolfgang Rheinhaart the 6th," he says smiling at the stupidity of his own name, "Just call me Wolf for short though, its a bit of a mouthful otherwise. Nice to meet you Drake Hula."
He thinks for a second and asks the question which is pretty standard at police yards throughout the Discworld.
"So, why did you decide to become a policeman?"
((I'm not 100% sure that I was the suspected Werewolf, if not, just ignore this post and PM me, and I'll get it removed.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2004 3:31 pm
drake lets go of the hand, and, when hearing the question, starts to ponder. What was it that made him join the watch. Maybe it was the fact that no guild accepted him? A reformed vampire was, to most people, still a vampire. And he had heard that there were some... unusual people at the watch. Take for example the man who handed him the trecheon... That was probably the not-so-famous-not-so-infamous Nobby Nobbs. And rumor had it that there was a werewolf in the watch, so what's wrong with a vampire. Not to mention a reformed one.
It was only a few seconds later that Drake actually realized he had been asked a question.
I can't really explain... You know how it is: a vampire wants to change the way people thing of him, and his kind, so even if he reforms, like me Drake said as he showed the black ribbon on his wrist, some people still consider vampires to be vampires. I want to change that. What about you? What made you join?
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2004 6:46 am
Wolf shrugged, a look of nonchalance crossing his face briefly.
"Well I came here to find my fortune so to speak. 'Go to Ankh Morpork and become a man' , my father said to me."
He shook his head, his unkempt hair thrashing about wildly with the motion.
"I've lived my whole life on a bog, so I wasn't exactly full of street wisdom when I came here. I had a bad first few days and decided that if people were ever going to respect me, I had to have a position of authority. Well that and it'll be nice to have a truncheon to bash people with if they try and mug me again!"
He laughed and grinned like an idiot at his own joke, well half joke at least.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2004 6:52 pm
Drake laughed, but only half-heartedly.
I wish it wasn't so true. I have known many a people who moved here, and many of them are not... at their best shape at the moment. One of them is actually spread out across a wall somewhere in the shades. Life in Ankh Morpork is just a crime waiting to happen. I hope being in the watch prevents it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 8:01 am
Wolf shrugs slightly,
"Still beats living in a bog," he says. "Any idea what we're supposed to be doing? I heard something about 'knob-jiggling'?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 3:41 pm
I think that Knob Jiggling is reffering to using the back of the sword, or something like that. This is so not like what I learned back home. I fence, but that's different. I wish that people would fight honorably here, too. Then again, he said with a bit of a smile, they hope that you do fight with honor, so that they could kill you easily. Yep, that's life in Ankh Morpork.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 6:19 pm
At this time a diminutive Watch uniform seems to ooze along the floor towards the new recruits. Whether human or other, no one can tell, but it seems to be winking.
"S'right... Corporal Nobby Nobbs 'ere and it's time for your first lesson. Follow me, and try to be conspicuous. I'm off duty soon, so we need to get you sorted out quick. You don't mind wearin' a dead man's boots, do ya'?"
Somewhere out in the yard, one can hear Sergeant Detritus teaching another group of recruits...
"This your club with a nail in it. You will eat it! You will sleep on it! When Detritus say, Jump... you say what colour? We're goin' to do this by the numbers! And I got lotsa numbers!" (Men at Arms)
Nobby leads the way out of the yard and into the city. The new recruits are on thier first beat!
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2004 5:32 pm
Drake follows the short man-like person thing as he shows them the type of walk which drake only thought of as Knob-Jiggling because he's heard the name. He was trying to look conspicuous, but that's a hard look to fake.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2004 10:59 am
Alanya worried briefly as she followed the man like creature (the only description she could loosely attach to him) that sentience was not her commanding officers strong point, though for a girl who without careful control would become the inversely proportionate sum of her parts she couldn't really complain.
Imitating the shuffle of the other recruits carefully she found her self moving along with the crowd.
ooc: I am only really following the thread at the mo so sorry for the lack of posts/interaction I am re-reading the books before I jump in fully.
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