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Post by Snake Lady on Sept 26, 2004 14:50:42 GMT -5
Hail. I am Socratoes. Lord of the strange smelling Fords of the Fresh Feet and Flies..
I come with my trusty aragorn...
Aragorn: w00t. Yo wasssaaappppp
Socratoes: cough erm yes i com ewiht my trusty aragorn to bring you all giant chocolat cakes for all!!
THE FUTURE IS COCKROACHES!
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Post by Snake Lady on Sept 26, 2004 14:51:57 GMT -5
I still have water in my ears from early morning sub water sabotage
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Post by The Hot Eye on Oct 2, 2004 15:26:02 GMT -5
yaz sighed... "hmmm, do you think we should go figure out what that was?" she asked the question, and turned to vanacoriel... "any geusses as to what it was?" yaz added
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Post by Mekka on Oct 2, 2004 16:26:47 GMT -5
Tasha jumped as if struck. "Up there? Kate B is up there?" She turned her pale, narrow face upwards and shouted threateningly to the sky, "I shall get you, Kate! There's no escaping. I will follow you to the ends of the earth, and you cannot hide!" The child seemed so agitated that one of the trampoliners whose name Tasha couldn't remember rushed over and put her arms around her.
"Calm down, dear," the lady said. Oh yeah, her name was Shadow. Tasha remembered now.
The words worked like a charm. Tasha settled down and smile again in a puzzled sort of way. "It appears that the trampoline has been incinerated. The headless insect, also. But see here, what a strange imprint! Is everyone alright?" She spoke quickly and breathily, hopping from one idea to the next and she hopped from one foot to the other. She was still pretty excited.
"I'm Tasha", she said again.
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Oct 2, 2004 20:24:58 GMT -5
"I'm...I'm..." And Jandalf fainted, mostly from confusion.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 2, 2004 21:24:31 GMT -5
Kate B. stared down from the moon at the people down there, and then looked at the aliens who were stunning her with random stunguns. "Oh, crap," she said, and fainted.
In the meantime, Eowyn was jumping up and down and screaming incoherently at Anakin who was locking her up in a cell. "LET ME GO YOU FOOL!!!! DYE!!!!!! YOU'LL NEVER HOLD ME!!! OBIIIIIII-WAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!! AANNNNAAAKKKIIIIIIN!!!!!!! MOOOMMMMMMMY!!!!!!!!!!" She continued screaming as if she had forgotten the peril they were in.
((Shadow's a Sith, Mekka... just thought I'd warn you. She's not usually nice.))
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Post by Mekka on Oct 14, 2004 21:36:28 GMT -5
(Thanks for the tip, Eowyn. I understand the basic point of this RPG, if you'll excuse the overstatement, but I didn't take the time to research the charachters. I'll try to correct my error!)
Tasha gave one last confused smile before turning her little face to the profoundly blank sky and uttering an ear-piercing scream. (Everyone was later confused to find themselves with earrings...)
Almost at once, a large oval UFO zipped down from outerspace and lowered a prehistoric gangplank for the Tasha to board. The UFO was pink and fuzzy, the way Tasha liked everything, with blue headlights.
"Goodbye all," cried Tasha as she stepped aboard the blinking UFO. "It was very nice to meet you!"
And then she vanished into the sky, quite unawares that the pink and fuzzy pack of matches and a book entitled, "The Art of Trampoline Arsony" had slipped quietly from her pocket.
Like always, the things that should not be forgotten, are.
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Post by Mekka on Nov 13, 2004 15:09:41 GMT -5
Like this thread, for instance.
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 2, 2004 7:38:36 GMT -5
Katie suddenly came bounding into the thread, eager to continue her journey into the wide world of RPG, the journey on which she had only taken a few tentative steps...
And found no-one there.
"HELLOOOO?" she cried, "I THOUGHT WE WERE CHASING KATE BOSWORTH??? WHERE IS EVERYONE????"
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Post by Mekka on Dec 3, 2004 22:38:42 GMT -5
"I thought so too," said Lenny the Buffoon, a small alien the spaceship had left behind. "Are you Kate Bosworth? I have a message for you!"
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 7, 2004 5:13:20 GMT -5
"No, I'm not Kate Bosworth, I'm Kat-IE. There's a DIFFERENCE. Oooh, do you have Marvin the Paranoid Android with you?"
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Post by Mekka on Dec 7, 2004 22:23:10 GMT -5
"Marvin?" said Lenny, blinking confusedly. Then he rolled his saucer-like eyes. "Oh, him! Naw, Marvin's my cousin. People get us confused all the time. My name's Lenny," he corrected, extending a three-toed paw.
Katie shook it politely, noticing the strange alien's hands were slightly sticky, as if he had been eating a peanut butter sandwich in the very near past.
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 8, 2004 6:33:38 GMT -5
"Uhhh..." said Katie, taking her hand away from the alien's very quickly, not liking the stickyness, "How can you be Marvin's cousin? He's an android, and you're, well, sticky."
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Post by Mekka on Dec 10, 2004 17:30:04 GMT -5
Lenny smiled sadly and shook his head. "It is a very complicated matter," he said, continuing to wag his head back and forth. "And as for being sticky, this I cannot help. Am I not, after all, Lenny the Buffoon, who is by very definition, well, quite sticky?"
Katie was a little confused, and beginning to become rather alarmed as Lenny's head zipped back and forth in a green-ish blur.
The alien, meanwhile was growing more and more agitated. "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BOUNCY RINGS OF DOOM?!?!?!?!?!?!?! IS THAT MY COUSINS HEAD BOBBING AROUND OUT THERE??????!!!!!!!!! WHY AM I SO STICKY?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Lenny stopped abruptly because his mouth was filled with dirt. He had spun himself right down into the ground. "Am I a shovel?" he asked.
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Post by Vanacoriel on Dec 12, 2004 2:41:33 GMT -5
"erm.. well, to actully see what it is, is to actully put myself in a little bitty bit of danger, but i suppose i could ...you know... look" She looked around the corner and saw.... something orange and a trampoline. Also two ...things... a girl and...an...alien thingy. " I'm thinking, i've lost my sanity. aliens dont exist."
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 13, 2004 3:12:39 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Katie was actually quite enjoying talking to Lenny. "No, I don't think you're a shovel," she said reassuringly, "And I think they're snowflakes bouncing around the screen, to match with the vague Christmas atmosphere, which actually seems slightly diluted in England this year. Is it Christmassy where you come from?"
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Post by Mekka on Dec 13, 2004 12:56:13 GMT -5
Lenny opened his mouth to reply, then shut it again with a snap. "Oh, I would tell you, Katie dear," he moaned, "but I can't remember where I've come from!" The mystified (but sticky!) alien sat down with a thump on the remains of the trampoline. "I don't know who I am anymore!" he sobbed.
Katie put a comforting arm around Lenny's shoulders. "Hey, that's okay. I'm sure we can figure it out!"
"You're right," Lenny said, sniffing. "This is no time to be childish! We've got a mystery to solve!!"
"Let's see what we have to work with," said Katie. "What do we know about you?"
"Well, we know I'm an alien."
Katie nodded, glad that her new friend had gotten a grip. "Yes, there's that. And we also know that you're sticky."
"That could be an important clue!" Lenny agreed happily. "Hey, Katie! Let's ask if anyone around here saw which direction I came from!!!"
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 14, 2004 7:20:42 GMT -5
Katie turned to the crowd which had assembled behind them, of passers-by obviously assuming this was some kind of street theatre. "WHICH DIRECTION DID LENNY COME FROM?" she demanded.
"Upwards!" called one of them.
"Oh no he didn't!" said another one, lost in the delusion it was a pantomime.
"Oh yes he did!" said another.
"Oh no he didn't!"
"Oh yes he did!"
"AAAARGH!" shouted Katie in despair and started throwing satsumas at them, until they had all vanished shrieking down the street.
Calming herself down, she turned back to Lenny. "Alright, so far we know that you're NOT a shovel, you're an alien, your cousin's Marvin the Paranoid Android, you're sticky and you came from upwards... are you the cheerful mattress?"
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Post by Mekka on Dec 16, 2004 19:57:36 GMT -5
"I don't think so," replied Lenny, disappointed but not yet discouraged. "If I were a mattress, wouldn't I be, well, more... lumpy instead of sticky? Springy, if you know what I mean? I just don't think I could live with myself if I turned out to be a mattress."
"That's okay," said Katie. "WHAT you are doesn't always determine WHO you are."
Lenny nodded, not understanding. "I suppose that makes sense. But let's begin again at the beginning."
"Yes," agreed Katie. "It really isn't logical to start anyplace else!"
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 19, 2004 10:00:03 GMT -5
"Actually, we shouldn't go all the way back to the beginning," said Katie, "or my friend Frankie will turn up and have a philosophy debate. Let's start at a semi-beginning. Why did you come here?"
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