This, my friends, is what happens when you're bored out of your mind! Plus I thought it'd be fun to let everybody go crazy and OOC their own characters, just for no reason at all. I don't know. If that interests you at all, then email me with some OOC stuff I'll put up here. Don't take this section seriously. It's supposed to be fun!

Starting off is my own character! I know you all want to see Yurden get OOC!
Yurden: (doing a very poor imitation of Billy Ray Cyrus) Don't tell my heart, my achey breaky heart! I just don't think you'd understand! Oh, and if you tell my heart, my achey breaky heart. Uh, something-something-something-something-something! (sj note: I got that from Rorie Firehawk; I don't know the words to the song)

Yurden is sitting in a bubble bath talking with an underling when...
Yurden: Where's my froggy? (starts panicking) Where's my froggy?!
Underling: I don't know!
Yurden: Well, find it! (splashing around frantically)
Underling: Here it is, sir! (hands Yurden a frog toy)
Yurden: That was a close one! (to the toy) Daddy love froggy. Does froggy love Daddy? (squeezes toy)
Frog Toy: *squeaks*
Yurden: (sinking into the bath) Ribbit. Ribbit.

SeraphJewel: *standing before Pat's characters, looking sheepish* Er, guys? I, er, have some bad news. I, um... accidentally didn't post up Patrick's OOC, and it, er, um...
Sirius: WHAT?! You mean you LOST it? Aagh!
Varis: You fiendish abomination! How dare you! (beats Jewel over the head with his mighty stick of doom)
Adreal: *busy making out with Lunaya*
Varis: (rounding on him) And you! Associating yourself with disgusting unholy creatures such as the werewolves! I will send you to hell where you belong!
Lunaya: Who're ye callin' unholy? *kills*
Varis' ghost: Curses! Not again! (haunts Jewel's Trash tray where he was last seen)
Jewel: Hey, you can't haunt me! Get out of there!
Varis' ghost: You deleted Patrick's OOC and therefore you are defying the will of Aeitu! You must be punished!!
Jewel: Aah, no!
Varis' ghost: Yes, you will be subjected to the worst torture imaginable: boy bands!
Jewel: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! (sj note: Patrick said I could post this. so nyeh!)

Next up is Fernalidana and fun from Cyle and Alanisa!
It was Halloween in Galroth, and most everybody was celebrating. Cyle was holding a Halloween party at his house, but unfortunately, nobody was coming.
Cyle: Now why isn�t anyone coming to my party?
As poor Cyle was moping over the bad turn of events, a knock came at the door.
Cyle: Who is it?*opens the door*
Standing on the other side was his pretty girlfriend, the half-elf Alanisa. She wasn�t dressed up, but she gave him a pretty smile anyway.
Alanisa: Hello Cyle, I heard you were having a Halloween party.
Cyle: Yes, but nobody came! It�s all empty in here! I set everything up for nothing!
Alanisa: I�m sorry *heartbreaking pout* I wish that more people would come. I bet it would have been real fun.
Cyle: Yeah� well, see ya. *almost closes door*
Alanisa: Wait, Cyle! I came to your Halloween party!
Cyle: Oh, really? Well, that�s super-duper! Come on in, and we can start the party! Let�s start by bobbing for apples!
Alanisa: But Cyle, you don�t have a bucket. How�re we supposed to play without a bucket of water?
Cyle: Well, with all the excitement going on, I couldn�t afford to buy one--but don�t worry, we�ll just use the ground instead!
Alanisa: Okay.
Cyle: Pretty ladies first!! *Alanisa dove in, grasping towards one of the apples with her mouth. Instead she gets a mouthful of dirt*
Alanisa: D�gacck! Cyle! *cough, cough* I�m� choking!
Cyle: Oh no! Hold on here! I�ll get you some water! *And as quick as a bolt, Cyle ran just as the background music began to play a rock version of �The Ballad of William Tell�/"The Lone Ranger" Go Cyle, go!!!!*
*Cyle decides to take an unnecessarily long trip from his home in Oedran all the way to Cahad, dips a chalice into the ocean, then takes the exact same route back*
Twenty-five days later�
Cyle: Here you go, Alanisa!
Alanisa: *chugs water* Thank you, Cyle! You saved me!
Cyle: Sure! Well, what game do you want to play next?
Alanisa: But Cyle, it�s not Halloween anymore! It�s Thanksgiving!!
Cyle: Oh! (pause) Well, do you want to come over to my place for Thanksgiving supper?
Alanisa: Sure, Cyle. *they go inside, discovering a prize turkey that had magically appeared out of nowhere!* Wow! That looks good!
Cyle: I hope so! I spent all my money on it, and I couldn�t afford stuffing, so I just used dirt instead!
Alanisa: That�s okay, Cyle!
Cyle: Well, dig in! Pretty ladies first! *Alanisa put one of the slices in her mouth�*
Alanisa: D�gacck! Cyle! *cough, cough* I�m� choking again!
Cyle: Oh, noooo!!! Hold on, Alanisa! I�ll go get you some water!!! *And as quick as a bolt, Cyle ran--again--just as the background music began to play a rock version of �The Ballad of William Tell�, again. Go Cyle, go!!*
*Cyle decides to take the exact same route of half a month ago, fills up the chalice, then goes all the way back again*
Thirty days later�
Cyle: Here you go, Alanisa!
Alanisa: *chugs water* Thank you, Cyle! You saved me again!
Cyle: Sure! Well, let�s eat!
Alanisa: But Cyle, it�s not turkey day anymore!
Cyle: Oh. Well, do you want to come over to my place for Hanukkah?
Alanisa: Sure, Cyle!
Cyle: Sorry, I couldn�t afford any food, so I used dirt instead! (uncomfortable pause)
Both: Oh, no!!!

Al Kristopher sent me this OOC!
Fumus: Yo, peace dude! I'm Fumus, but people call me the Captain, man! I'm the dude that's all about love and peace, man! I used to be this killer, man, but now I've seen the light! Now I wanna make beads, and sing anti-war protest songs, and let my hair grow out and eat soy burgers! Fur is murder! Harvest the goodness of mother Earth, man! Pollution stinks, so instead of turning into smoke, I'm gonna learn to teleport, man! DUDE! All these mushrooms are making my head all dizzy! I think I'll go take a nap... *falls down and snores*

Rorie Firehawk sent these scenarios for her very OOC characters.
Lunaya: A'right, so... ye'd better leave us alone, ye ken?
Council person: Or else what?
Lunaya: Or Ah'll sing 'Colors of the Wind'... in falsetto!
Council person: NUUUUUU! Anything but THAT!
Lunaya: (grinning) Oh, Ah'm jest messin' with ye!
Council dude: Oh, great. Where's Yurden and his 'Achey Breaky Heart' when you need him?

Lunaya: Hmph! Ah don't like this stupid accent anymore. Ah think Ah'll try an Australian accent instead. *sees crocodiles and pounces into action like the Crocodile Hunter* Eau, Croikey! *really bad Crocodile Hunter impression*
Yurden: Still can't beat mine! Neener, neener, neener!
Lunaya: On second thought, Ah'll go with the New Joisey accent instead.

Lujaine: Have you hugged a Kaeffan today?
Yurden: Ooh! That would make a great button!
*Lunaya walks by and gets glomped by Lujaine* Lunaya: Urf! Ye're squishin' me!
Lujaine: But... I love you Northerners so much!!! ^_^
Ivan: Mum, you're embarrassing me! (pries Lujaine off with the Jaws of Life)

Lujaine sees a werewolf: TEDDY BEAR! (glomps it)
Eddy: Get offa me, ye crazy witch!
Lujaine: ^____^ *squeezes Eddy* But you're just so squeezable!
Eddy: *sweatdrop*

Lunaya is checking out everyone's high school yearbooks
Lunaya: Ah didn't know ye were on the speech team, Cyle.
*Cyle grins*
Lunaya: And now ye want tae be a politician!
*Cyle grins even more and reels off an hour-long speech about the merits of taxation*

Ivan: Hey, Shane, let's become priests!
Shane: Yes. We need to avoid the temptations of the female sex.
Alanisa: Hey there, handsome! *makes kissy faces at Shane*
Shane: Avaunt thee, foul succubus! Thou shalt not flirt with the future priesthood!
Alanisa: 'Succubus'?! GRRR! *beats Shane mercilessly*
Ivan: On second thought... I'll stick with being a nerd.

Kyaa Kyaff suggested this for an OOC Alanisa!
Alanisa: (in a very sexy voice) Hey, there, handsome. *wink*
Shane: Uh... uh... are you talking to me?
Alanisa: I don't see any other hot gamblers around. (starts flirting shamelessly)
Shane: (faints from happiness)
Alanisa: Oh, well. Yurden! I always found red hair attractive! Mm, I just love villains... You're so wonderfully sexy when you're evil.

And now, Patrick Hooper presents Sirius Lkhad!
Sirius: UUrgh...urge to kill..erk...rising
Elf General (EG): Looks like urge to vomit rising to me.
Werewolf General (WG): I can't believe I serve someone who can't hold his liquor.
EG: You really are a wuss, y'know that?
Sirius (slurring):Ssshuttup
EG & WG: Wuss!!!
Sirius: All right! I've had enough! *tries to stand up but falls back down in throne* Remind me not to stand up too quickly in the future.
EG & WG: *sigh*
Werewolf scout: Master, there's a human in the castle!
Sirius: *head is in hands* yeah, whatever. Bring it here, I guess. *sees Aya* ...Alicia...*tearing up*
WG: Here come the water works
EG: The soap opera that is his life...
WG: Wait, TV hasn't been invented yet.
EG: How do you know what it is?
WG: Shut up!
EG: Bite me!
WG: Okay! *attacks EG*
EG: Hey, I was joking!
Sirius: SHUT IT, NOW!!!!!!
EG & WG: Yes, sir.
Sirius: My lovely Alicia...*stands up to hug her, but sways and sits back down* ugh... I thought someone was supposed to remind me of that.
EG & WG: Oh yea
Sirius: Oh well *runs to Aya**trips on a cape* WTF! A cape!? Honestly, who wears a cape?
EG & WG: HAHAHAHA!
Sirius: Oh wait-this is mine-isn't it?
EG & WG: Die!

Adreal: Hello, I'm Adreal Kanis, and this is the Birthday edition of my creator's OOC.
Sirius: Why am I even here, shouldn't I be off a-killing or plotting? At the very least you'd think I woule be making out with Aya.
Adreal: "A-killing" what's wrong with you, man?
Sirius: Nothing, I'm just over 200, "dude."
Varis: It is a sin to praise yourself on Aeitu's planet and on Aeitu's day. You have sinned with pride, and this celebration shall not come to be.
Sirius: Yeah, what he said. By the way, aren't you human?
Adreal: *nervously* Um, no...I'm....uh...Kanis, Kanis...like canis loupus...um..where can I go with that...
Sirius: You're tyring to say you're a werewolf?
Adreal: Yeah, thanks!
Sirius: I know that's just a lie but....*perverted look* You just made that up because you have a thing for that Lunaya chick, eh?
Adreal: Of course-erm, that is to say-
Varis: Halt, vile pervese demon! *attacks Sirius*
Sirius: You're going down holy man! *pulls out his rifle*
Aya: SIRIUS SHERMAN LKAD! Are you being naughty and threatening people again!!?!?
Sirius: Aw, crap. But Aya, it was an accident. Pwease wet it swide this one time, luvmuffin.
Adreal: >.>
Varis: 0.0
Sirius: Stop that! At least I got a woman. Besides this is a joke section, I don't have a middle name. I'm a mature, serious, angsty adult. *sticks out his tongue* Neener-neener-neener
Adreal: Actually, that reminds me *whistles, a werewolf Lunaya runs up* Hey, good girl, now where'd you put your earrings? *Finds them and puts them on her* There now, what do you say we do something weird like get drunk and make out?
Lunaya: Aye, good idea.
Adreal: Well bye, SHERMAN, and that weird single dude.
Sirius: *Reaches for his rifle but stops when Aya gives him a death glare*
Varis: Aww, I'm all alone *watches TV to get his mind off of it when he sees a boy band* Shameless sinners, with their lack of boring hymns and their provocative dancing! They shall pay! *Runs of to smite boy band, cackling maniacally like a five-year-old on Christmas*

Sirius: Not again!
Adreal: What is it, you big baby?
Sirius: We're in another OOC.
Varis: *sarcastically* You think, Einstein.
Sirius: You're goin' down dress boy!
Varis: *huffy* It is not a dress, these are robes!
Sirius: *rolls his eyes* And I'm Martha Stewart.
Adreal: Don't say the evil name! *gently rocks himself in the corner*
Varis: You're pure evil. *runs off screaming*
Sirius: For the love of Aeitu, what's so bad about that name!?
Adreal: Just don't say it!
Sirus: Martha Stewart, Martha Stewart, Martha Stewart
Varis: *starts sucking his thumb*
Adreal: *begins clawing at his ears*
Sirius: I think I've found a new favorite passtime. Martha Stewart, Jennifer Lopez, Boy Bands, Barney. Mwuhahahahhaha!
Every other Galroth Character: Damn you and your black soul!