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Redilarus

PostPosted: Thu Oct 14, 2004 10:45 pm


The Temple of the Brothers of the Tao of Dean
Whilst wandering through the Dark Forest, you come upon a clearing. Unlike the rest of the forest, you are overcome with a deep sense of peace and awe when entering the clearing. This feeling is, for some unidentifiable reason, increased by the sight of the large rosebush in the center of the clearing. Large is, of course, a relative term. The rosebush is only slightly above average size by rosebush standards; roughly three feet tall and the same size across. The rosebush is sprouting many different colored roses, ranging in color from Ultra-Violet to Infra-Red.

A solitary man dressed in a bathrobe is sitting in front of the bush clutching a staff. The man's stature seems to be difficult to judge due to the fact that he seems to shimmer in and out of existance if you look too hard at him. The only definite feature is his pleasant smile which seems to somehow reach beyond the confines of his face. The man turns to you with his eerie smile, cluching his staff which, upon closer inspection, seems to be constructed of several different kinds of cheese, and says, "Welcome to The Temple of the Brothers of the Tao of Dean. I am Brother ------*, how can we be of service to you?"

After stating your purpose, the man looks thoughtful for a moment and replies, "Well, I suppose I can let you in." He gestures to a single red rose on the bush. You apprensively reach out and touch it. The loud yell of "Hiiiiyeaaahhh!!!" from the man in the bathrobe is the only warning. You turn in time to see the cheese staff speeding towards your forehead.

With some difficulty and a large lump on your noggin, you awake in the middle of a dark hallway lit only by the candles on the walls. Looking around you see no other way to move but forward. You walk along the hall for several minutes, the hall ends in a large room which appears to be a place of worship. Men and women in robes of different colors line the walkway towards a large statue of a man in a tuxedo with a flower on his head and sunglasses on. The various worshipers seem to be chanting lines from The Book of Cheese coupled with lines from bad B movies and Monty Python.


*Name in the works.
PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 4:28 pm


Brothers of the Tao of Dean
The Dean: DeanTheAdequate
Anikin: Lazarus Aldarin
Bursar: Redilarus







*Names pending

Redilarus


Redilarus

PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 4:34 pm


Library of the Tao of Dean
The Book of Cheese
It can be read in it's entirety here.


The Initiates Handbook
Love ye Egg, and ye will please the Dean.


Hymn of the Humaniod Typhoon
Total slaughter, total slaughter.
I won't leave a single man alive.
La de da de die, genocide.
La de da de dud, an ocean of blood.
Lets start the killing time.
PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 9:19 pm


Paths of the Tao of Dean


Mastery of Useless Knowledge:

Keeper of Mixology:

Discworld Studies:

Python Imitation:
Silly Walks:

Anime Snobbery:

Way of the PC:

Way of the DM:

Culinary Arts:

Culinary Mastery:

90s Trivia:

80s Trivia:

NonSensical Music Application:
They Might Be Giants:
Tom Lehrer:
Pink Floyd:
Wierd Al:

Redilarus


DeanTheAdequate

PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2004 11:27 pm


Come students, close the circle at the feet of the master...

*Dean sits upon a velvet lined barstool in front of a grand piano. No one is playing said piano*

You have all come here wishing to learn the Tao of the Dean. To be more like the Dean in all ways. Do you have what it takes? The determination? The ability to discuss media in askewed ways? The desire to turn the mundane into the insane? The five bucks? If you answered yes to any or none of these questions, you are ready to hear my teachings.

I shall deliver my messages of peace, hope, love, profit and wrongness here and at other places in Cheeselvanyia 6 nights a week. So stay tuned.

*Dean finishes his drink and heads backstage. A booming voice echos the hall*

DEAN HAS LEFT THE BUILDING!

*The gong sounds- GOOOOONG!*
PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2004 4:11 pm


::A brother dressed in orange robes steps out of nowhere and draws a sign out of his robes. He places it on the ground and holds it with one hand while hammering it in with a mighty swing of his fist. He stands back and looks at the sign with a look of satisfaction.:: I would have to say that The Temple of the Brothers of the Tao of Dean is now open to recieve new followers of the faith. 3nodding

SHIA-KA-ZEEM! ::claps his hands together and vanishes in a mushroom cloud explosion::

Redilarus


Redilarus

PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2004 10:15 pm


Bursar's log

Today I managed to increase my knowledge of Discworld by completing "Reaper Man". I was greatly enlightened by the information contained within. The origins of the continent Xxxx and the origins of the Death of Rats were both revealed within it's sacred pages. I have felt it necessary to keep a journal of my path to enligtenment mostly due to the fact that there seems to be little other purpose for it. Hopefully titles will be given soon and perhaps do something in the way of teachings or recruiting members. Now, however, I will meditate on the many wise sayings of the Dean.
PostPosted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 10:48 pm


Bursar's Log


Recently there have been mass outbreaks of a strange fever. It seems to come from an addiction to the acquisition of a strange vial. Neither the contents nor the purpose of the vials are known by anyone as of yet, however the addiction seems to be sweeping the entire world. I myself have taken measures against this madness. The straight jacket is my only defense against the disease, and the Dean has taken it upon himself to have his body mummified so as to prevent any mishaps during these troubled times. The ways of the Tao of Dean help in resisting the temptation, but I fear that it isn't enough. Only through careful study and meditation can we survive these dark days. Now I am off to the library to study and hopefully fortify my mind against the evil of the place called "G-Corp".

Redilarus


Redilarus

PostPosted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 1:03 pm


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PostPosted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 2:31 pm


Bursar's Log


The Noble Art of Annoying People
Adjust the tint on your tv so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way".

Drum on every available surface.

Remove every line of someone's .newsrc file except the entry for alt.sex.fetish.hamster.duct-tape.

Sing the Batman theme incessantly.

Staple papers in the middle of the page.

Ask 800 operators for dates.

Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copy warnings.

Sew anti-theft detector strips into people's backpacks.

Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.

Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.

Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".

Set alarms for random times.

Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeeep Bip..."

Buy large quantities of mint dental floss just to lick the flavor off.

Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.

Instead of Gallo, serve Night Train next Thanksgiving.

Leave your Nine Inch Nails tape in Great Uncle Ed's stereo, with the volume properly adjusted.

Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise.

Honk and wave to strangers.

Dress only in clothes colored Hunter's Orange.

Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.

Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies.

Wear your pants backwards.

Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complementary mints by the cash register.

Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!"

Rouse your roommates from slumber each morning with Lou Reed's "Metal Machine Music".

Leave someones printer in compressed-italic-cyrillic-landscape mode.

ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.

only type in lowercase.

dont use any punctuation either

Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.

Pay for your dinner with pennies.

Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.

Repeat everything someone says, as a question.

Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's roadmaps.

Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assasination/UFO/ OJ Simpson conspiracy theories.

Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now."

Light road flares on a birthday cake.

Wander around the restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.

Leave tips in Bolivian currency.

Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador".

Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.

At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.

When Christmas carolling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained.

Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One".

As much as possible, skip rather than walk.

Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.

Finish the 99 bottles of beer song.

Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.

Pretend your mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.

Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up", and repeat.

Drive half a block.

Name your dog "Dog".

Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.

Ask people what gender they are.

Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."

Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back in the tray.

Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern Drawl.

Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot".

Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes".

Sculpt your hedges into anatomically suggestive shapes.

Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with a can of Lysol.

Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers' brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies' "Sugar" or the Mr Rogers theme song.

While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.

Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.

Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.

Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.

Change your name to John Aaaaasmith for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each A.

Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.

Chew on pens that you've borrowed.

Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.

Wear a LOT of cologne.

Ask to "interface" with someone.

Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing".

Sing along at the opera.

Mow your lawn with scissors.

At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batatatatatata-suhWING-batter!"

Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy".

Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend".

Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.

Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psychological profiles".

Incessantly recite annoying phrases, such as "sticky wicket isn't cricket."

Stare at static on the tv and claim you can see a "magic picture".

Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.

Scuff your feet on a dry, shaggy carpet and seek out victims.

Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.

Never make eye contact.

Never break eye contact.

Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.

Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.

Construct your own pretend "tricorder", and "scan" people with it, announcing the results.

Give a play-by-play account of a person's every action in a nasal Howard Cossell voice.

Holler random numbers while someone is counting.

Make appointments for the 31st of September.

Invite lots of people to other people's parties.

This is a list of some things that I think all followers of the Tao of Dean should strive to complete at some point in their lives.

Redilarus


Xultanis

PostPosted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:51 pm


A man in rough looking clothing with red hair calmly approaches the temple.

"I guess this is the place."

Leans back, and uses an Iron-Fist martial arts style punch on the gong, making an exceptionally loud 'GONG'. He quickly recovers his balance, and waits.
PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 2:40 pm


::Hearing the first sound of the gong in.. well.. forever, the Bursar hurries to the gong to find the rough looking man with red hair standing near it. Looking rather flustered, the Bursar asks:: What can I help you with?

Redilarus


Xultanis

PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 8:00 pm


"I seek the Tao of Dean. I wish to learn the ways of the Twink."

He gives a small, respectful, bow.
PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 8:08 pm


::The Bursar sized up the man.:: What is your name? Are you willing to do the following: ::The Bursar pulled out a roll of parchment and recited the words of The Dean::
The Dean
You have all come here wishing to learn the Tao of the Dean. To be more like the Dean in all ways. Do you have what it takes? The determination? The ability to discuss media in askewed ways? The desire to turn the mundane into the insane? The five bucks? If you answered yes to any or none of these questions, you are ready to hear my teachings.
::The Bursar looked at the man accusingly::

Redilarus


Xultanis

PostPosted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 8:35 pm


*Gives a short, sharp whistle. 5 twelve-point bucks walk up, sporting impressive racks, as do the girls leading them.*

I am Xultanis Disfa Dae'threen, XV. I fear no mortal, and follow no God.
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