I've always hated Calvinball, and this thread has been no exception. Stabbity, I had to delete your exclaimation marks because they stretched the screen to hell and back. I'm not about to tolerate any more spam, and these threads are frankly just that. Unless I see more content, context and general good behavior, Calvinball is out. I have spoken.

OOC: Please note, this is absolutely sincere, as in there is a complete absence of sarcasm.
IC: Alasp fell to his knees and began chanting
"All must praise RaiRai! For she hath saved us from the spam and thus given our souls a chance for redemption!"
Alasp got to his knees and looked around.
"Now, where did that calvinball go?"
He spotted it where it had fallen to the floor, disregarded in the confusion of the spam, and grabbed it before anyone else could see it.
With that, he flew towards the goal, set upon getting a few points.
OOC: If this counts as spam, I will be very surprised. It was mostly on track, with the only off track part being the expression of a sentiment that I am sure many here can agree with.

"thanks mr.... GrrBear" replied BS
"now how bout we team up and find that calvinball" said BS
he then proceeded to cast his patented findamagicitemthatiswithin100yardsfromthispearsons pell spell

OOC: Sorry, I'm a full-fledged idiot, loser and sonuvab****. It's in my blood. But seriously, I won't do it again. Promise.
IC:SM had just finished eating a sandwich from Subway and was on hands and knees begging for forgiveness from RaiRai when a Carebear tried to cast a fire spell upon him.

It had the effect of somebody trying to light water on fire without gasoline.

"Yeah, like that's gonna work."

SM pulled off GB's head and threw it at Newb.

OOC:

Sheesh...I don't post for a few days and you guys got mods yelling at us. :p

Seriously, though. This particular game has been somewhat god-moddy...even among the more experienced players. As such, I'll do a redux on the rules in the discussion thread, a little refresher course for everyone.

Go check it out.

OOC: Thank you. I looked it over and I get the basic picture.

Having no powers of teleportation, magic, or explosives, Soldier decides to simply ponder as to where the Calvinball could be. At that he turned and saw a frantic figure of a man flying toward him with a Calvinball-like object in his hand. Seeing the body of a beheaded teddy bear lying on the ground he picked it up and threw it at him.

Yet again GrrBear digs himself out of the ground, and looks at the wreckage of his former... (selves?), (bodies?), (what is the correct form), Noting that a god like figure has spoken vows to play more on the fuzzy side of the bear. He seeks out BombSquad2020 and his timmy companions to venture forth and find the calvinball. Also to wreak vengance upon all misusers of of stuffed toys. Uknown to him his stomach begins to glow.

OOC: is there some way to make it so that if the page doesn't load properly the post you were trying to send gets saved in some way?
IC: Alasp was flying along towards the goal, and upon seeing the incoming missile he reacted without thinking. He spat a stream of powerful acids at the object, and swerved to avoid colliding with his own weapon.
Unfortunately for the wall seperating the bathroom from the hallway, it got in the way.
Alasp opened his eyes to find himself on his back in a tub with his feet hanging out the side and a shower nozzel which had unaccountably been left running aimed at him. Now drenched, disoriented, and annoyed, he tried to get up only to find that his crash had knocked several bars of soap onto the floor, and that the shower had been leaking water, resulting in about half an inch of water covering the floor. He tried to grab the calvinball where it lay next to the toilet and a plunger which had been knocked over at some point, but found that this is rather difficult to retrieve an object you see twelve of.
"This is going to be one of those days, isn't it?" Newb muttered as he made another failed attempt to bring himself to his feet.

OOC: Hmm, I think I've waited long enough for someone to try to stop me. On a side note, the Calvinball's still in my possession too. No one took it. I'd assume the one everyone's worrying about is the illusionary one Arhra's illusionary decoy was holding. Don't ask me what happened to the decoy, though it might have been the 'frantic figure of a man flying toward him with a Calvinball-like object in his hand' Soldier was talking about.

In the meantime Arhra's taken advantage of everyone's distraction to complete the ring he was working on. It doesn't look like much but a thin, everchanging tracery of multicoloured fire can be dimly seen carved in its side. He carefully places it on his finger. Arhra doesn't suddenly turn invisible, in fact if anything he becomes more visible, the sort of visibility that drags every eye towards it with dread. With his beringed hand he picks up the Calvinball, still on the scepter that Dragonsbane had put it on and hefts it like a mace. He strides out of the corner that he had been in into the full sight of the battling Calvinballers.

They all pause and look at him. There's something not good about this scene and by the looks of it, its going to be not good for them. Perhaps its the aura of indefinable dread and majesty that Arhra's got around him right now. Arhra looks back and then, after a long dramatic pause, he speaks, "While you have all been engaged, I have forged a Ring invested with the might of Chaos." There's some definite apphrehension now, maybe it was the way Arhra had pronounced ring with a capital. "Now grovel worms." Things look bad, though perhaps a desperate, last alliance of Calvinballers may be able to stop Arhra.

OOC: Not only is the Calvinball being held like a mace, it's going to be used as a mace too. Might not want to get too close. Of course, if someone does manage to take Arhra down, you could try stealing his Ring. It is an artifact of immense magical power after all.