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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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 Second, please, enough with the out of character stuff, can we continue the quest? ic: [i]As Katt went about testing her new garlic sweets on the crew, the Captain was up in the crow's nest. Not a place she normally went, because that's for the crew, but she was there for two reasons. One being she really liked it up there and two, more importantly, because she was looking at for Flannery, and didn't want to trust anyone else with the job, being as worried as she was about her twin. However, she was waiting for a long time, and it she had been up for the last 48 hours straight and was getting very tired and fell asleep.* She woke up an hour later with the odd feeling that someone was looking at her. EG: *grabs knife, jumps into defensive position* Who's there? IBF: It's me, Cap'n! Flannery! EG: *sigh of relief* Sorry, I've been real jumpy. Don't sneak up on me while I'm sleeping, 'kay? IBF: Sorry, sir. EG: It's okay. Now. Report. IBF: Here? Or shall we return to your cabin? EG: *glares* Boy did that sound wrong. *is cranky and has a torrid mind* IBF: *looks very embarrassed* Didn't mean it like that, Cap'n, sir... EG: So. Report. IBF: Well, they're following the course you guessed, Cap'n. I saw the Mate, she's in the brig. We can catch them up easily within about three hours if we go our fastest, if the winds are good. EG: All right. Have they been treating her decently? IBF: As far as I could tell, Cap'n. EG: Very well. Get ye below, the sun's a'risin' soon. I'll send you out again tonight. IBF: Aye, Cap'n. EG: Dismissed. *Elves don't sleep. EG is an elf. Therefore, how can she sleep? Well, here's my answer: she's spent a bloody long time among humans, and that's all I can say on the matter...
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08-07-2003, 09:05 PM
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Elven Warrior
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Luthien laughed at Roya's face when she spit out the garlic-flavored sweets.
Luthien: Make a note....right....*takes out quill pen and paper* *Jots down No Garlic Sweets* Got it! *watches Roya look for alcohol* *takes out rum bottle and takes three gulps* Lookin' for this, Roya? Roya: Hey, were'd you get...oh never mind, just give it to me. Luthien: What's the magic word? Roya: Give it to me now or I'll make sure the Cap'n locks you up tight and gives me the sole right to deal out your corporal punishment! *gives Luthien menacing look* Luthien: Hehe...those words were magi8cal enough for me...here ya go *hands Roya rum bottle* Roya: *snatches bottle and gulps down rum* Luthien: A simple please and thank you would be appreciated. Roya: *looks at Luthien* *stops drinking* Uh...pirate...duh... Luthien: Oh, yeah....well, I'm gonna go see if Katt needs anythin' *goes over to Katt* Ya need anythin'?
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08-07-2003, 11:52 PM
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Katt: Try this. *holds out a sunset pink colored sweet*
Luthien: Uh, my taste buds are numb and my vocabulary is not diverse enough to describe the broad range of feelings and emotions that come to mind when sampling one of your delicasies. Katt: *Glares* Then let us go find someone who can. *A minute later from the stern of the ship came a startled cry.* BLOODY HELL KATT! WHAT THE **** DID YOU PUT IN THIS? IT TASTES LIKE PEPTO BISMOL THAT THE CAT ****, WAS EATEN BY A DOG, AND THEN VOMITED UP AGAIN! Katt: Now that is an exceptionally large vocabulary. Luthien: Mm-hm. I suggest we run. Katt: Good idea. *There was a slam as the galley door was closed and firmly wedged shut.* OOC: If we ever have BAD vampires, I got some Garlic Sweeties left over! 
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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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08-08-2003, 05:22 PM
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Possessive Villain Fancier
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Location: On my ship, riding the waves YARR!
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On the Emerald Star Xenoia lies flat on the cell floor, staring at the wooden ceiling and pondering escape. She gave up on her fellow prisoner when he decided she was too dull to listen to anymore and fell asleep. She picks at the splintered wood, muttering We pillage, we plunder we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho... under her breath until she noticed someone was actually watching her through the bars. She sat up straight and stared, blinking as a beam of daylight hit her face. Mate - You. Elf girl. XK - Xenoia. Aye? Mate - Captain wants you in his cabin. XK - Why? Mate - *opens door and drags XK to her feet. She sways; lying flat for so long never so good.* No questions. And so she is taken up to the captains cabin, walking irritatingly slowly and banging her irons on anything she passes. The Mate turns and glares at her before opening the cabin door. Obsidian - Ah, Karris. XK - That'd be me. Obsidian - *gets up and walks around the desk* Welcome aboard the Emerald Star. Please, sit. XK - *sits* Obsidian - *nasty grin*I trust yer accomodation is...satisfactory? XK - *eyes him sardonically* Luxury, mate. *waves arms in front of him* And I assume all your guests get such...hospitality. Obsidian - *walking back to sit on chair*I think ye know what most of our guests get. XK - Aye. So what do you want me for? I am of no use to anyone. Obsidian - I want to know what ye captain is up to. XK - Sailing. Obsidian - I thought ye'd say somethin' like that. XK - Ever so predictable all this. So why don't ye just settle for the quicker 'Tell me' 'no' 'i'll kill ye' 'so?' 'get out o' me sight' 'okay' route? Obsidian - *leans across table and smacks XK* Don't be givin' me any o' that, Karris. I want to know what Greenleaf is up to. Where you be goin'? I *know* ye ain't sailin' to nowhere. XK - Well, ye won't be needen' me to tell ye ab...*smack* ow... Obsidian - There's no point takin' this route, ye won't be getting away. And when I'm done with ye, maybe I'll let ye go, if ye just tell me what I want to know. And...*walks back to face her* Give me back what ye stole. XK - Stole? I never stole anything. *ducks just in case* Obsidian - Oh I think ye did. *paces* A book. You know the one. Black, small. Written in all differnt scripts. Now where is it? XK - How am I supposed to know. *smack* ****ING STOP DOING THAT! Obsidian - Sticks!? *The Mate runs in* Take 'er back to the brig! You will tell me, Karris. It be cold and dark down there, and there's no one to save ye this time. XK - That's what you think. She leaves with Sticks, and is thrown back in the brig. She sighs and lies down again. After a while she starts banging the irons on things in an attempt to loosen or break them, but it doesn't work. Frustrated she lies back and stares out of the tiny window outside her cell. XK - We're rascals, scoundrels villains, and knaves Drink up me hearties yo ho We're devils and black sheep - really bad eggs... OOC - Have the whole song.  Love the song. Had to use it.
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08-08-2003, 05:36 PM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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Meanwhile, aboard the Nal, the Captain paces tersely in her cabin, awaiting dark when she can send her spy out again. But there she is, stuck, and there's not much she can do in the meantime.
There is a knock at the door. EG: What is it?! Katt: *enters room* Um, Cap'n, well, see, your breakfast is ready... EG: I'm not hungry. Katt: But Captain, I made it-- EG: I'M NOT HUNGRY! Katt: *meir* sorry cap'n sir skip i'll be on my way then... EG continues to mutter to herself, then, with a sigh, begins to sing EG: drink up me hearties yo ho. . .
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08-08-2003, 07:49 PM
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Eccentric Chocolate Crow
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Tano: *mutter, mutter* Extra explosives, honestly...Willow!
Willow: Hey what? Tano: Help me catalogue these weapons...and the stuff in the cannons. Willow: The silverware, you mean? Tano: Yeah, that.... ooc: Figgered I ought to be keeping Willow in the story... And First Made Lady Person? Quote:
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08-09-2003, 12:32 AM
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OOC: I'm just gonna mess things up a little more.
*On the Emerald Star* XK: Goddamn prision food. We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack, Drink up, me hearties, yo ho Ah, what I wouldn't give for a sandwitch. Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack, drink up, me hearties, yo ho. Ah, what I would give for a sandwitch. And really bad eggs... Arg. *Bangs things and notices a plate of sanwiches in the corner. She picks it up slowly.* What I would give to be out of this cell. *Looks around* Bugger. Oh well. *Sits down to eat sandwiches, which happen to be eggsalad.* *Back on the Nal, Katt is writing the lunch menu on a chalk board. "Egg Salad Sand" it says because Katt was having trouble remembering how to spell.*
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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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08-09-2003, 07:42 PM
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Elven Warrior
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Luthien: *looks over Katt's shoulder at chalk board* Tsk tks tsk tsk *grabs chalk from Katt* Ye got to finish the word...no one wants to eat sand anything *writes S-A-N-D-W-I-C-H* There ye go....
Katt: Where'd ye learn to spell? Luthien: err...well...aboard the Porcupine...the ship I was last imprisoned on...they torchured me by having some old guy mercilessly drill me with spellin' exercises...*shudders at the memory* Some of it just stuck with me I guess Katt: Hmmmmm...interesting......
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I'm a Jesus Freak and proud of it... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to do is decide what to do with the time that is given to us." -Gandalf, FOTR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Nobody tosses a Dwarf." - Gimli, FOTR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Save Ferris!!!!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My true Elven name is Idril Anarion, but I misspelled in the username, and now I can't fix it... Oh, well...now you know...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Don't be afraid of death....Be afraid of the unlived life- Tuck Everlasting |
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08-09-2003, 07:47 PM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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EG: Yes, worked very well, I see...I mean, you spelled "tortured" wrong and everything...
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08-09-2003, 07:49 PM
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Katt: Good point captian. And I do hope you like egg salad. I haven't been able to talk to you much. But you must eat.
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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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08-09-2003, 07:52 PM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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EG: No. I mustn't.
Katt: But you have to! EG: *glares* Who's Captain here, eh? Katt: Well, I s'pose I'm just the galley slave...but I'm 'ere to take care of ye, eh?! EG: *sighs* I don't like egg salad *nose in air* Katt: EG: I'll eat something else though. Some hardtack and grog would be wonderful. *looks morose*
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08-09-2003, 07:55 PM
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Katt: Hardtack? Grog? How bout a nice salad? Or I could saute a salmon filet. Something healthy. Chicken? Garlic mashed potatoes? Pasta? I make this great pasta.
OOC: Goddamnit. Where are accents when you need them? OOC: EG, Katt, EG, Katt, it's pretty funny us doing back and forth like this aint it? In two threads too.
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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." Last edited by Katt_knome_hobbit : 08-09-2003 at 07:56 PM. |
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08-09-2003, 08:36 PM
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Elven Warrior
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Luthien: Oops, so I did spell torture wrong....so sue me.....Cap'n Ma'am....may I suggest some pasta...pizza maybe if yer in the mood for some junk food.
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I'm a Jesus Freak and proud of it... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to do is decide what to do with the time that is given to us." -Gandalf, FOTR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Nobody tosses a Dwarf." - Gimli, FOTR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Save Ferris!!!!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My true Elven name is Idril Anarion, but I misspelled in the username, and now I can't fix it... Oh, well...now you know...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Don't be afraid of death....Be afraid of the unlived life- Tuck Everlasting |
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08-09-2003, 08:59 PM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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EG: *sniff* I just want some good ol' pirate cardboard is all. And grog. Pleeease? And what's this pizza of which you speak? Never heard of it. Sounds rather nachro if you ask me.
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08-09-2003, 10:02 PM
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Katt: Ooh, pizza Captian. It' a wonder of the world.
Luthien: Listen to miss here captian. Katt: It's a special type of bread dough made into a circle. On top it has tomato sauce and a blend of many different types of cheese. Then all the vegitables you can ask for. Onions, mushrooms, garlic, fresh tomatoes, peppers (green and red), olives, or pinapples. EG: Pinapples are fruit. Katt: We'll I'm a fruit and I don't get eaten. Anyway, then comes the meat. The preffered choices are either chicken or bacon, but there are these little salted fish that take getting used to, but are really good. Then to top it off, another helping of cheese. Then it gets baked till it's good and done. You like cheese don't ya? EG: Yes. Katt: Well I got a great selection for you to choose from. That's how it goes. You choose from all the things I listed what you want most on it, then I make it for ya. I'd make pizza's for the whole crew, but it's hard enough to get anything out of them but "Bugger off". Trying to make pizza's for all of um would be a fiasco. But fer you, I'd make one up special, cuz you're the captian an' all. EG: Well, can I have Grog with it? Katt: Grog? If you wish captian. But I got a blend of fruit juice that's just itching to be tried. And there's nothing to keep you warm than a nice mug of hot chocolate. Hey, captian? Chocolate?
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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." Last edited by Katt_knome_hobbit : 08-09-2003 at 10:05 PM. |
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08-09-2003, 10:07 PM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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OOC: I was thinking we didn't have pizzas at this point. I mean, we didn't specify a time but I think it's definitely before pizza got the way it is. But that's okay...
ic: EG: I just want my hardtack. Really. There's got to be some in the galley. And I want grog. NOW. Katt: Er, okay, Cap'n, just trying to help. . . EG: *stares angrily at the west* Not dark enough yet, and too bloody far from Tortuga. . .
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08-09-2003, 10:15 PM
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*Katt sighed and got the captian her meal. Still, she put a sprig of parsely on the plate.*
Katt: Oh well. Not everyone can enjoy food as much as me. OOC: Yeah they don't have pizza's. It's a magical galley cuz I made it so. You can get food from any time. You can have an aldebran whiskey if you want it.
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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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08-09-2003, 11:02 PM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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ooc: SOunds reasonable
ic: EG: *sighs* Thank you. Did you need to bring a plate though? Katt: Yes. EG: Okay. Thanks. *tries to eat the hardtack* Ow. Okay, give everyone their share of hardtack please! Tano: YAY! Pirate cardboard! EG: No, no, it's law abiding merchant ship cardboard! Tano: Until you get too close! EG: *laughs* Crew: *cheers* EG: *glares* The sooner we get to Tortuga the better!
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08-10-2003, 02:07 AM
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Eccentric Chocolate Crow
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Tano: *mutters* Honestly, cap'n being all grouchy....*munches hardtack* She'll drive me crazy, if the weapons don't first...
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08-10-2003, 02:14 AM
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Alcoholic Villain-Fancying Elf Pirate
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Night fell. The Captain, who was making a good effort (but failing) to be less grouchy, sent Flannery off again. Then she went about looking over charts and muttering to herself and taking swigs of grog, though at some point she switched to straight-up rum. Tano continued to skirt by her, muttering to herself about the Captain and the explosives driving her insane.
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