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02-24-2006, 04:11 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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She hinted in class about it actually. We were talking about what muscles would be used in the throwing of snowballs and ducking. It surprised us all that she has a good sense of humor.
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02-24-2006, 04:17 PM
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*A massive bi-furcated tentacle slithers in through a window and a pair of eyeballs float in and start looking through the menu*
... No Crumpets?! ...
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 04:17 PM
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An enigma in a conundrum
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grabs a napkin and a few more shrimp and goes to sit down in his recliner in the corner.
now, to read my book. |
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02-24-2006, 04:18 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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No, we have them, they are in the cupboard. *hands tray of crumpet to the giant tentacle*
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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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02-24-2006, 04:21 PM
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*small furry rodent analogues run down the tentacle, load the crumpets into small wheelbarrows, and began ferrying them on an epic journey*
I'll let you know how they taste... in a day or two... By the way... Is this yours? *Holds up a large net in an even larger tentacle* Because this would look really nice as an ascot for tentacle number 664... Some person was walking by with it and just dropped it and ran away...
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... Last edited by Blackheart : 02-24-2006 at 04:25 PM. |
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02-24-2006, 04:24 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Good grief....Where is the rest of you?
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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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02-24-2006, 04:27 PM
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Lounging... uhmm..
In a small ... city. I don't think.. what's the zip code for Ry'leh? Is it on Google Earth? We get internet down here you know...
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 04:31 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Really? Sounds fun. If you dont mind me asking, are you in any way related to the Watcher?
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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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02-24-2006, 04:37 PM
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I'm more like.. the Feeler actually...
Managing floating eyeballs is really tricky so I don't usually bother... Wait which Watcher? Bald-headed guy in a funny skirt or that gate-keeper/keymaster ninny Yog??
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 04:38 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Er, the thing in the movie that wanted to use Frodo as a toothpick by the gates of Moria. That Watcher. I know, there are a bunch of them scattered around in literature.
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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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02-24-2006, 04:42 PM
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OH...
That watcher... yeah... We don't like to talk about him. He's got... personality issues...
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 04:43 PM
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any vodka lyin aboot anywhere?
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02-24-2006, 04:45 PM
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Ah...I see. One of THOSE.
Every family has at least one. Care for anything else, aside from virgins?
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02-24-2006, 04:47 PM
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*goes over to the chai machine* I need a nice comforting hot drink ... sad thing happening in the rpg thread ...  *gets some Comforting Chai*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun!  Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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02-24-2006, 04:47 PM
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Vodka is fine... I can just soak the ends in it.. no need to get the rodents stirred up...
(Somehow liquor never makes it back when they transport it...)
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 04:51 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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How did you manage to train those rodents so well? And do you ever just get hungry for a light rodent snack?
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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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02-24-2006, 04:57 PM
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Err .. they are just analogues...
I think they come that way. Besides I just ingest them when they get to my mouth along with whatever else they bring.. They seem to reproduce rather rapidly... I used to have daemonic minions, but they kept developing their own intitiative so I had to let them go. Their Union was extremely annoying. But at least they could manage to deliver a shot of liquor without drinking all of it....
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 05:07 PM
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I see. I am currently about to leave, I have to meet a friend at her college. Feel free to help yourself that that which you want.
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02-24-2006, 05:09 PM
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Elf Lord
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*Rodent analogues run over to the tip jar*
Is this salad? It looks like seaweed salad...
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I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness... Queer haow a cravin' gits a holt on ye -- As ye love the Almighty, young man, don't tell nobody, but I swar ter Gawd thet picter begun ta make me hungry fer victuals I couldn't raise nor buy -- here, set still, what's ailin' ye? ... |
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02-24-2006, 05:18 PM
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Half-Elven Princess of Rabbit Trails and Harp-Wielding Administrator (beware the Rubber Chicken of Doom!)
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wow, a tip jar with paper money? Usually it's just coins ...
 *takes some Calming Crumpets along with her Comfort Chai*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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