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Six black ships, Rawzer
------------------ Going to war without France is like going deer hunting without your accordian. "You're dumb." -Rawzer to whitedevil, whitedevil2, and Ory' hara.
pp dresses up as a pirate and snarls, "Arrrgh, you'll be walkin' the plank fer' such an insult. Wheee!... I mean, argh."
------------------ (url="http://"http://www.evula.org/theasylum/")the asylum(/url)
"The plank?" Arianne blinks and looks around. She sees no plank, except... "You want me to walk on the table?" She smiles, unable to take anything looking like a big bird with an eyepatch and strangely-shaped hat seriously.
"I intended no insult. Let me get you a drink to make amends." Arianne orders a drink for pp, surreptitiously paying with coins out of his pouch, since she has no wealth of her own.
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pp sips the drink thouhtfully for a while when, all of a sudden, he has this nasty look on his face.
Without a word pp grabs premonition by the scruff of her neck and tosses her into a broom closet, muttering something about 'going for a spot of cofee, I'll be back shortly.'
(edit) Him, her, his, her... no differenacence... diffarancercenade... dyfferandriff... whatever.
(This message has been edited by phantompenguin (edited 07-22-2003).)
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Originally posted by phantompenguin: **Without a word pp grabs premonition by the scruff of his neck and tosses him into a broom closet, muttering something about 'going for a spot of cofee, I'll be back shortly.'
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Everything in italics is wrong. Fix it
EDIT--Fixed UBB code, go figure :rolleyes: ------------------ Going to war without France is like going deer hunting without your accordian. "You're dumb." -Rawzer to whitedevil, whitedevil2, and Ory' hara.
(This message has been edited by SlaVitiCkus (edited 07-18-2003).)
What SlaV said
Arianne rubs the back of her neck and growls softly; the dim light filtering in from the cracks of the door glints off her eyes. The bird had thrown her into the cupboard! But it was bad form to bite someone you were trying to be friendly to. She kicks the door open, yelps in pain as her foot connects with the solid wood, and limps back to her seat, resolving not to be so nice the next time. Besides, she is getting hungry.
SlaVitiCkus slumps back in his chair, tired from his new (and first) job. If he has to say "have a good day", "how are you", "sir" or "ma'am" in the next few days, he will kill someone..
Originally posted by SlaVitiCkus: **Six black ships, Rawzer:)
Not all the time.
------------------ I had a (url="http://"http://forums.evula.com/viewforum.php?f=6")dream(/url) that I had about a (url="http://"http://evula.com")dozen(/url) (url="http://"http://www.ambrosiasw.com/cgi-bin/ubb/forumdisplay.cgi?action=topics&number;=56&SUBMIT;=Go")links(/url) here. (url="http://"http://www.ambrosiasw.com/cgi-bin/ubb/forumdisplay.cgi?action=topics&number;=6&SUBMIT;=Go")Mostly(/url) to other (url="http://"http://www.ambrosiasw.com/cgi-bin/ubb/forumdisplay.cgi?action=topics&number;=20&SUBMIT;=Go")places(/url) on this (url="http://"http://www.ambrosiasw.com/cgi-bin/ubb/forumdisplay.cgi?action=topics&number;=1")site(/url). (url="http://"http://www.ambrosiasw.com/cgi-bin/ubb/forumdisplay.cgi?action=topics&number;=10&SUBMIT;=Go")Weird(/url).
The frequent references to The HitchhikerÂ’s Guide to the Galaxy aggravate SuperNovaÂ’s magic orb. Its lv1 power, summon bureaucrat is activated, unleashing a horde of Vogons upon the bar.
------------------ Yet another meaningless post <(url="http://"http://www.evula.com")E(/url)(url="http://"http://www.evula.net")V(/url)(url="http://"http://www.evula.org")ula link(/url)>
NO! DON'T LET THEM READ POETRY! Luckily, I carry a towel, I can stuff it in my ears
pp feeds the Vogons some toast, prodding them with a big stick.
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Originally posted by SlaVitiCkus: (B) Everything in italics is wrong. Fix it.B)
I sense an impending embarrising moment for SlaVitiCkus!
You italicized (sp?) premonition in your reply to my post, yet I directly copied her name from the web board and pasted it into my post. HA! I've got you there!
------------------ Work. Play. Pork. (url="http://"http://www.evula.org/theasylum/")the asylum(/url)
Originally posted by phantompenguin: **(edit) I sense an impending embarrising moment for SlaVitiCkus!
Her name in the bar is Arianne.
pp is suddenly blown up all explodey-like into smitination, and is replaced by something rather shiny and all together not-too-different from what was there moments before
pp is now an obsolete model. I am phantompenguin v2.0: I function now!!!
Aqua, as his first act of incredible-ness, glances over at Rawzer, shrugs, and gets a drink.
------------------ New phantompenguin v2.0: I Function Now!!! ( (url="http://"http://www.evula.org/theasylum/")the asylum(/url) ) ( (url="http://"http://www.evula.com/")com(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.evula.org/")org(/url) ) | (url="http://"http://www.evula.net/")net(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.ev-nova.net/")ev-nova(/url) )
(This message has been edited by Aqua 6 (edited 07-22-2003).)
Yea, what Rawzer said
SlaVitiCkus stares at aqua, followed by giving him a mop and telling him to clean up.
What Rawzer and SlaV said, though I do appreciate the care you took to get my username right
Arianne's nose wrinkles in distress as the Vogons begin organising a poetry contest. She whispers something to Rawzer, then turns and offers free to all Vogons a very... spirited cocktail of scumble and pangalactic gargle blaster.
SlaVitiCkus takes the drink before the Vogons can and chugs it down. He then goes to the Resteraunt at the end of the Universe to use the sobering machine. When he gets back, a thought suddenly pops into his mind.
Yellow...
"Yellow, get away from the sobering machine!"
OOC: while we're all plagurizing...
The Vogons drink the horrible concoction and de.. a few minutes later DEATH walks through the wall and gets rid of their sorry excuses for souls, Then he sits at the bar and proceeds tor order 1 of everything from all of those bottles you see in the behind a bar that are never used.... -Terry Pratchet, some DiscWorld book
ooc (as usual):any one here read larry Niven or Isaac Asimov?
------------------ Don't step on the ducks, they don't like it -me It is as bad as you think, they are out to get you. -my brother
SuperNova's evil twin comes and absorbs the powers of death. He then steals the magic orb from SuperNova to fulfill an ancient trans/extra/multidimensional prophecy.
Aqua destroys all poorly-executed references to British humor in the bar.
Then he gets another drink before poking SuperNova with uneccesarily. Whee.