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*Mean while in the brig*
Chista gets thrown into the brig. It is dark and damp, and there is the sound of some one else breathing heavily. Christa: Um...hello? *More breathing* Christa: Hello?? Whose there?! *Cough cough cough* Human: *Hack* Sorry! Getting a cold down here! Christa: OK...so your Eliza? Human: WHAT!? How do you know that!? I didn't do it I swear! Christa: What? Human: Don't punish me, PLEASE!!! *Roya comes down with rake* Cap'n: Don't make me get the hose, young Miss! Christa: It wasn't me!!! It was her! *Points* Human: Was not! She came down here and started shierking! I saw her! I saw her! Christa: You're insane! Human: I am?? *by then Roya was rather confused and clutched the rake. Where she got a rake only god knows but thats off subject....Er...where was i? oh! Yes! She clutched the rake and spoke to the irratating jailbirds* cap'n: SHUT IT YOU! OR I'LL HAVE THE BOTH A YA KEEL-HAULED!!! YA KEN? Human: Ken? Cap'n: *sighs exasperatedly* Do ye understand? Human: Ye? Cap'n: I'm going back up. *but before she leaves she sprays them with "The Big Ole Hose OF DOOOOOOOOOM!" (TM)* Human: I"M MELTING! melting!!!! Christa: Oh good god! Snap out of it woman *whap* Human: *very britishly* Why thank you madam. I dont think we gave proper greetings! Your name? Christa:*mentaly* This is gonna be a LOOOOONG trip!
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10-09-2003, 01:59 AM
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OOC: I Soo happy i dragged her into the thread.
*the cap'n stormed up from the brig and stowed the rake and went to check out the dragon w/juri* Cap'n: Gods! All these starngers popin up all over the bloomin place! and the just have to find MY ship and crawl up...Sheesh... *continues muttering but stops when startled by a THUNK off the port side* OOC:And that would set the stage for the entrance of our dearly loved and slightly nuerotic MAGGIE!
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-09-2003, 08:17 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Seattle
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OOC: *blink blink* How convinient... I was just wondering how I could drop in and I get to the bottem of the post and it turns out you have it all set up and ready for me with out my even knowing.
*the reason for the thunk is revealed as petite young red head climbs over the side, levetating a rowboat behind her. Having gotten the rowboat landed she dusts her self off and turns around spotting Roya glowering at her.* Lonni: Oh! Am I intruding? I'm awfully sorry if I am it just I was out on the lake and then there was maniacal laughter and suddenly I was here. You didn't start complaining about this sort of thing happening did you? *Roya's glower deepens* Oh! you did! That explains it then, heh, those gods of Irony they sure know how to play a joke don't they... *she trails off and stands there fidgeting and grinning uncertainly* Roya: *drops glare adopts a look of extreme exasperation* I- no comment, just tell me your name and we'll get you settled in the brig with the other newcomers. You aren't a bat are you? Lonni: Er... No... But my cousin is! I'm Lonni Flannery-Zamara, my occupation is as an elemental witch specializing in the elements of air and fire. Pleased to meet you! Roya: Ah... Yes, your pleasure, not mine... TANO!!! While we're waiting for that sea dragon I've got a extremely hyper witch here, you deal with her! OOC: That good for an entrance? I figured Lonni would be a good character to use here, I haven't played her in a while. Her main mood is roughly equivalent to me on an extreme sugar high... fun.
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10-09-2003, 08:32 PM
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Tano: Eh? *spots Lonni* Oh. Another one....hmmm. *comes over and peers at Lonni suspiciously*
Lonni: Er? Tano: *pokes Lonni* Yeah. Like I thought.... Lonni: Thought what? Tano: *Shakes her head* Nope. Come on. It's to the brig with you, I suppose. You know it's getting very crowded down there, Cap'n? Cap'n: *sighs* Just stick her in there, okay? Tano: Yeah, I mean, yessir. This way please, Miss Witch-Person. *she herds Lonni in front of her down to the brig, where Human is singing. Loudly. * Human: I'VE BEEN A WILD ROVER, FOR MANY A YEAAAAAR.... Tano: HEY! Human &Christa: Eh? Tano: Here's another one. Lonni, this is Human and Christa. *Clears throat and folds her hands in front of her* Now I'm sure when she has a moment of slightly less insane time, the Cap'n will listen to your pleas and release you if it is feasible. For the time being, however, you will have to sit quietly. *Glances at Human* Or least without rattling the bars. In you go, Lonni. Lonni: But-- Tano: No buts. Not now. *Unlocks the door, pushes Lonni, closes door and locks it again* There. I'll come down in a bit to check in, okay? It's just that there's a sea dragon coming in a bit and I want to say hi. *smiles* Get on nicely, now. ooc: I keep wanting to type Lonnie, for some reason... 
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Wisdom for Short Attention Spans...Ozy and Millie. It rocks. Food Of The Gods: 3,7-dihydro-3,7-dimethyl-1H-purine-2,6-dione Feed Me.... Another Online Dwelling Place... "All right, I confess. It is my intention to comandeer a ship, pick up a crew in Tortuga, to rape, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out." -Captain Jack Sparrow "The trouble with unknown enemies is that they are so difficult to identify." -Amelia Peabody Emerson "Most people obey the orders of someone who is pointing a gun at their head." -A.P. Emerson |
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10-13-2003, 08:25 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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*the cap'n was haveing a bit ofa tiff and locked herself in her cabin to prevent herself from hurting the crew or killing those in the brig. She comes out later in the afternoon.*
Roya: *Smoothing her hair* Right. Now to the prisoners. Tano: the dragon is here cap'n, what we going to do with it? Roya: well, you entertain it for now. Tano: *shifts* me? *Roya shoots her Boatswain a really nasty/sadistic look and Tano goes to do the chore as Roya walks down to "interogate" the Newcomers* OOC: Lonni is the name of my VERY fat cat. Welcome aboard!
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-14-2003, 12:20 PM
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Tano: *goes up to the deck* Me....entertain dragon...*sighs* Hallooooo, Mr. Dragonman.
Dragon: Good...evening? Tano: *peers at the moon--which is not full, nor is it new; it is a fat quarter* That'll do for now. *leans on the rail* I'm supposed to entertain you until the Cap'n calms down enough to have visitors. What do you want to talk about? Dragon: *gazes at the moon* I don't know.... Tano: Oh boy. This'll be interesting. Tell me, dragon, have you read Socrates?
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Wisdom for Short Attention Spans...Ozy and Millie. It rocks. Food Of The Gods: 3,7-dihydro-3,7-dimethyl-1H-purine-2,6-dione Feed Me.... Another Online Dwelling Place... "All right, I confess. It is my intention to comandeer a ship, pick up a crew in Tortuga, to rape, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out." -Captain Jack Sparrow "The trouble with unknown enemies is that they are so difficult to identify." -Amelia Peabody Emerson "Most people obey the orders of someone who is pointing a gun at their head." -A.P. Emerson |
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10-14-2003, 05:10 PM
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Join Date: Apr 2002
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OOC: Wah ha ha! I get it! I can read your mind!
*In the brig Roya found Sam.* Roya: And just what are you doin here? Sam: Guarding them, ya know, watchin um. I'm gettin memories of um. Roya: Well come help interogate um, *mutters* you psycotic bastard. OOC: I gotta help!
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10-14-2003, 08:43 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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OOC: Fine then....Nut case....
*Roya rolls her eyes and gets a chair and rope.* Roya: *Mutters to sam* Right. If they give us any sas or trouble, we give them the ole smash and grab. ya ken? Sam: *insane little grin while fondling a cruel looking nightstick* I wish they do then! Roya: *hits sam* oh shut up and grab the really nutty one. *Sam opens the door of the cell brandishing the Nightstick and make a move to grab Human but she grins and gets up and walks out of the cell and plops down in the chair and hands Roya the rope.* Roya:*trades and confused glance ith sam who shrugs* ...? *ties Human* Alright. State your purpose and what the hell you be doin here? *Human smiles and opens her mouth to speeak when Sam brains her all of a sudden* Human: OWCH! *rubs her head* The hell was that for? Sam: Um.... Roya: Jeezus! *grabs nightstick and bashes Sam while the others in the cell giggle* Sam: Oh shut it you lot! *they shut it* Roya: ALRIGHT! GET ON WITH THE QUESTIONING!
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-14-2003, 09:26 PM
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Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Somewhere where it's hot, and icky
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"No, why?"
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10-15-2003, 12:21 AM
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The Black Númenórean
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OOC: Legolas, if you cant make coherent posts and keep bombarding the thread like another annoying character i know of *cough*zavron*cough*, i will boot you out!
Human: Well, you see....er... *eyes Sam fearfully* Roya: *Impatient* Oh if ya dunt spill it, ye'll 'ave a lot more than a smack upside the head!!! Human: eep.... Fine! IwasonceontheNALbutwasthrownoffafewpagesintoit!! Ididaflyingsidekickandlandedinthewater! *Gasp* iwasyellingforhelpbuttheydidntnotice!!! AAAAHHHHH!!! *collapses and hyperventalates with squeaking noises* Roya: Right...Sam? Did you catch anything she said? Sam: Yeah...throwing a page at the Nal....sidekicks....water... rubbish?? *Roya perks up at the sound of 'Nal'*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Last edited by The last sane person : 10-15-2003 at 12:22 AM. |
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10-23-2003, 01:08 AM
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Elven Warrior
Join Date: May 2002
Location: Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
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Roya: *Leans forward over Human*
Human: *Twich* Roya: Now what was that about the Nal? Human: I got thrown off. Roya: Now, ya must be aware that we hold no love for any on the Nal, and all those of the Nal who cross our path must be Doomed to certain...Dooms. Now, unless ye kin tall me a good reason why I shouldn't run ya through right here and now... Human: *Perks up, remembering* I'm a-Questing! Roya: Questing? Human: Yes, and the Nal's Cap'n siad they would give me a ride as far as Norway. You see, I was searching a Mythical Bird, which can not fly, nor sing, nor had brilliant plumage like other birds do, but pocesses a power so destructive that they were sent to the far side of the earth! *Pauses* Only I'm not sure which side they were sent to. Roya: *Almost nicely* Now why did you get thrown off? Human: Well, it all started with game of twister, a bottle of vodak, and three legged dog named Zues...
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10-23-2003, 07:19 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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*Once the story was done, which was a while, Roya nodded.*
Roya: Fair enough.I will see what post you could fill on my ship. Human: Er, okay... *Sam groans* Sam: but that guy is a frikin weirdo that never shuts up! i dunn wanna work with him *goes all pouty* *All of a sudden, roya grins* Roya: well, since you like making such rackets down here...I hope you would like to make rackets tied to the mast! Human: eh...? Roya: Sam, Take this lout and tie im up in the crows nest! *sam bursts out laughing* Roya: aye! If we need to sound the alarm or make any other warning we could throw things at im and make im sing out! Human: *as he is being dragged away* well, sounds interesting to say the least... Roya: Who shall we interogate next? *she makes a move for the witch*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-24-2003, 12:23 AM
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*Meanwhile, up on deck*
Dragon: Now you see, the whole thing that Schopenhauer was trying to get at is that we all just need some hot coco and a big ol' slice of rubarb pie.... Tano: *nods enthusiastically*
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10-24-2003, 08:27 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Roya: Actually, i'll put the questioning on hold. *goes above deck. Prisinors give a collective sigh of relife*
Roya: Hoy Dragon! you ever heard of a bird that waddles, wears a tux and is very destructive? Dragon: why yes...i think i have. Roya: good. *goes back down to the brig* Roya: now...where was i? *sees Lonni* ah...right. *goes in but quickly doges a fire ball meant for her head* Roya: Shite! *slaps out the flame on her coat* Bugger you! *throws bucket of water on Lonni and herself* Roya: lets try that again...*sneaks in and doges behind Lonni and nabs her* Aha! *but Roya has her coat yet again set aflame* BUGGER ALL! FLAMING HAIR???? *grabs bucket of water abd dumps it on the both of them* Lonni: hmph...*tries to set her on fire again* Roya: WOULD YOU CUT THAT OUT!? Lonni: oh...you only had to ask... Roya: neh.... *looks as though about to commit murder* Gotta get a new coat... So what the bloomin hell are you doing here and what can you do for me ship since i dont think i want to eat or conk you. OOC: might as well as go on a quest for penguins since the Elf pirates thing is down.
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Last edited by The last sane person : 10-24-2003 at 11:10 PM. |
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10-24-2003, 11:16 PM
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Lonni: Well, I don't think you want to eat me... It's the bright colors see. I'm really poisonous, and I taste bad, like burnt stuff. You could use me as a weapon though... Burning things is my specialty, you wouldn't have to bother with gunpowder anymore.
*grins hopefully.* Roya: Fine, ammo then.
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10-25-2003, 03:16 AM
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The Black Númenórean
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Roya: right then.....I suppose....SAM! GET THE YOUNG WITCH AQUAINTED WITH THE SHIP!
*roya leads Lonni out of the cell and locks the door*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-25-2003, 01:52 PM
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Sam: Right, um, you! Witch!
Lonni: Yes? Sam: *Tries not to cower* Um, you are a weapon now are you? Lonni: Yes? Sam: Well, this is the ship. Lonni: Yes? Sam: So, um, sit in the bow or something and don't light our ship on fire. Lonni: Yes? Sam: Right. *Edges off quickly* Lonni: That was easy.
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How to Survive the Sillmarillion I thought that Alcohol was just for those with nothing else to do. I thought that drinking just to get drunk was a waste of precious booze. But now I know that there's a time and there's a place where I can choose To walk the fine line between self control and self abuse. "Lacerations make complications, but welts go away in a day." |
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10-25-2003, 07:33 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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*Sam backs straight into Roya*
Sam: ack! Sorry miss cap'n miss! Roya: Oh, shove off you coward! gotta get me a new coat! *goes to cabin and changes*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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10-26-2003, 10:53 PM
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Elven Warrior
Join Date: May 2002
Location: Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
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Human: *Sings*
About a maid I'll sing a song, Sing rickety-tickety-tin, About a maid I'll sing a song, Who didn't have her fam'ly long. Not only did she do them wrong, She did ev'ryone of them in, them in, She did ev'ryone of them in. One morning in a fit of pique, Sing rickety-tickety-tin, One morning in a fit of pique, She drowned her father in the creek. The water tasted bad for a week, And we had to make do with gin, with gin, We had to make do with gin. Chirsta: Oh, gods... Human: *Still singing* Her mother she could never stand, Sing rickety-tickety-tin, Her mother she could never stand, And so a cyanide soup she planned. The mother died with a spoon in her hand, And her face in a hideous grin, a grin, Her face in a hideous grin. Roya: *Flingsa number of sharp objects upward* Human: And when at last the police came by, Sing rickety-tickety-tin, And when at last the police came by, Her little pranks she did not deny. To do so she would have had to lie, And lying, she knew, was a sin, a sin, Lying, she knew, was a sin! My tragic tale I won't prolong, Rickety-tickety-tin, My tragic tale I won't pro-aaaaaagggggggghhhhhh!!!!! Roya: What do you see up there? Which direction are we poited? Human: Well, now let me see....AAAAGGGGGH!!!!!! WATER!!!! Roya: Shut it! Listen up ye scurvy nincompoop! The Dragon says that we are going to have to sail south. Human: South? Roya: Yeh. Human:*confused* Yeh? Roya:*Angry* YEH!! Human: oh.
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The Black Númenórean
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OOC; I like your siggy!
Roya: Come on you nincompoop! Human: Arg! Roya: Oh suck it up! or else i wontt miss this time! Human: Fine we are going...hey...we are going east! Roya: aha! Middle east i presume? Human: Ye- oh now how the hell am i suppose to know that?! Roya: *snicker* Never mind! *proceeds to yell bearing to the Navi to steer to the south*
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