Tea Cup Cafe part Thirteen or XIII

[Spock]

....bolts the larger door....... Good, now only one person at a time can fit into the doorway.

I can't believe what goes on here sometimes.

[Butterbeer]

*salutes Troll's bane*

(who said the cafe' was dead? ... bah! humbug! ... long live da revolution of free thought and minds)

*Count BB the non-aristo ... ... surges forward on his stallion and caressing his be-feathered hat whips it off in Salut to Shah and drawing an elegant rapier cries -

" for God and and insanity!"

*the people's whatsit of entmoot took up the mighty cry and with various disjointed accent and many swear words completely mangled the momment dramatically .... luckily history was a fickle thing and no one would ever know ... *

El presidente was dead .... but from his Classist capitalist ashes an altogether new and equally left-wing tyrant would (probably) grow ...

... yet, even inside this demon in da guise of man, did the true and human spirit that was hector try to break free ...

[hectorberlioz]

Originally Posted by The last sane person

*Sane's mount snorts in Spock's ear*

Bah....It was fun you guys. And durin, an ally indeed you have! *Rides out of the Teacup*

Not so fast! Let me out, Spock! *Swirls his Epee around* That bandit, get her!

*beats up Spock, runs out of the door and into the Marshes of the forest....*

[hectorberlioz]

Originally Posted by Butterbeer

*salutes Troll's bane*

(who said the cafe' was dead? ... bah! humbug! ... long live da revolution of free thought and minds)

*Count BB the non-aristo ... ... surges forward on his stallion and caressing his be-feathered hat whips it off in Salut to Shah and drawing an elegant rapier cries -

" for God and and insanity!"

*the people's whatsit of entmoot took up the mighty cry and with various disjointed accent and many swear words completely mangled the momment dramatically .... luckily history was a fickle thing and no one would ever know ... *

El presidente was dead .... but from his Classist capitalist ashes an altogether new and equally left-wing tyrant would (probably) grow ...

... yet, even inside this demon in da guise of man, did the true and human spirit that was hector try to break free ...

Stop reading the end of the book before you get there...

[The last sane person]

*Hears BB's stallion and Hector's running*

Hail! What now? The boy seeks to dash after me into the forrest!

*Sane's Stallion rears and dashes head on to meet Hector, BB in tow.*

Have at thee! *Sweeps saber down on Hector, who dodges out of the way behind the road sign that points to the TeaCup, Sane cuts that in half and gallops a distance before turning around*

BB! Your turn, have a go!

[Butterbeer]

feathered plum spiced hat in his non capitalist aristocratic hat, people's Count BB dashingly bows and in uncouth language best kept elsewhere, yet almost poetically he -

- with a tiny but respectful nod, clearly says -

"the prey is... bleepin' yours my lady...

... besides ... these feathers are tickling me doddahs to ze brink of distraction"

A wild horn rents the night as Shah spurs her noble friend and mount into a wild gallop ... e'en Hern is stirred by this nights wild hunt ...

[hectorberlioz]

Off your cowardly horse, fiend! *at Sane*...come off and fight like a man!...or a woman in this case

BB, you traitor *flings BB's toupee off*

[The last sane person]

And, Martini in one hand sabre in the other, she and her mount did dash!

but the fatal blow was not administered, as she merely tapped brave young Sir Hector with the flat of her blade on the top of his head in passing!!

"Tis not cowardly! *'Soldiers are the noblest of estate of man kind, and horsemen the noblest of soldiers!'"

She laughed, "Get you a horse, and see if thine skill can keep you on't!"



*Sir Philip Sidney 1559

[trolls' bane]

Originally Posted by Butterbeer

*salutes Troll's bane*

(who said the cafe' was dead? ... bah! humbug! ... long live da revolution of free thought and minds)

*Count BB the non-aristo ... ... surges forward on his stallion and caressing his be-feathered hat whips it off in Salut to Shah and drawing an elegant rapier cries -

" for God and and insanity!"

*the people's whatsit of entmoot took up the mighty cry and with various disjointed accent and many swear words completely mangled the momment dramatically .... luckily history was a fickle thing and no one would ever know ... *

El presidente was dead .... but from his Classist capitalist ashes an altogether new and equally left-wing tyrant would (probably) grow ...

... yet, even inside this demon in da guise of man, did the true and human spirit that was hector try to break free ...

LOL!

[hectorberlioz]

Originally Posted by The last sane person

And, Martini in one hand sabre in the other, she and her mount did dash!

but the fatal blow was not administered, as she merely tapped brave young Sir Hector with the flat of her blade on the top of his head in passing!!

Sir Hector meanwhile was thinking this was one darned good rider. He whistles for his horse----is it Shadowfax?-----nay (or neigh, in horse language) it is but a carbon copy.

Good enough ...and we're off! (BB, I'll deal with you later )

[The last sane person]

Alas, for him, as Sane had a good many years under her belt, and her horse knew its rider's mind!

The two riders clashed! And Lady Sane ducked under Sir Hector's blow and swatted him in the back on passing, nearly sending the new knight to the ground.

The faced each other once again, a good distance away, and tea was brought to them for a bit of a repast.

[Butterbeer]

the foppish hat and toupe' fell in slow motion almost to the sound of angels in the whistleing woods of the dark ...

... revealing Count BB's flowing curly locks, and inadvertantly illuminating the dancing sparkling moon-gleams of spiralling, rythmic patterns about his tangled webs of ethically approved non exploitataive hair ...

*at this point the dramatic narrator went bezerk at over elaboration and with a pair of extremely sharp scissors charged at the People's count screaming:

"the standardization of the scalp shall rule!!!"

[Last Child of Ungoliant]

actually, it turns out i am quite alive, have at ye varlet! *pokes hector in the nose with an unbelievably large sword* aha! caught ye off guard now! the people's republic shall live once more!

[trolls' bane]

At which time TB delivers a sharp kick to the narrator's head, spins around, runs up the wall, and lands behind him, and knocks him down with a swipe accross the floor.

[Butterbeer]

... and there was great rejoicing ...

meanwhile the in the moonlit forest a deadly duel...only slightly curtailed by high tea was taking place ...

[hectorberlioz]

Sane furiously threw her hot in in dear Hector's face, but he could take it, he could chum it out (to put in British terms for all those brits who need grammatical handicaps).

Hector threw up his bostonian tea, and chopped Sane's mug to bits. Then, in a burst of remarkable speed, he dizzies up a nearby tree.

Oh Yes, and Hector snatches LCOU's weapon...."Ya don't fight with an anvil, Lad "

(i'd like to hear more of what's goin' on in the Teacup )

[trolls' bane]

...And a crazed man that looks oddly like Doc Brown from Back to the Future wielding a machete charges in between them and says something indecipherable, then disappears into the forest...

TB then draws a small white dagger, removes his stillsuit, as the narrator does the same.
"May thy knife chip and shatter!" TB says in the typical Fremen way. Just then, a sandworm comes up and eats one of the horses, which then turns out to be a bomb, and it blows up sending worm guts flying onto everyone.
TB kills him, being the only one not distracted by the worm. But not paying attention, he falls through a trapdoor and sees a row of pictures on the wall. There's a picture of Santa Claus, Elvis, The Easter Bunny, Marilyn Monroe, Amelia Earhart (Sp?) and himself. All but him have big red "X"s over them, and there's a sniper rifle hanging on the wall above them. He trips out, and scrambles back out of the hole.

[hectorberlioz]

Little does TB know that Doc Brown is hiding behind the door....


Meanwhile, Sane and Hector are Crouching-Tiger, Hidden-Dragon-ing it out in the woods...

[Butterbeer]

ahh... , the 77th floor teacup library is a strange place at the best o' times... and Pytt is wildly negligent at keeping da mthyical and spice travel zoo under control ...

Shai-halud TB! Water IS life!

[trolls' bane]

Originally Posted by Butterbeer

ahh... , the 77th floor teacup library is a strange place at the best o' times... and Pytt is wildly negligent at keeping da mthyical and spice travel zoo under control ...

Shai-halud TB! Water IS life!

(OOCIC: What!? Wow, I need to read it again.... But I do know that the water kills worms!)