| Posted By Gerug: At the Spring Festival, in the presence of several masked heroes... Fern: Well, here we all are. Kywyn: Yup. Gamis: Kywyn? That's rather... concise for you. Kywyn: That's because I'm Gamis. Gamis: But I'm- Kywyn: ... Fern. Fern: But that would make me- Kywyn: ...NaShae. NaShae: Then- Kywyn: You're Kywyn. And a dead man. Gamis: What? Why? Kywyn: Because Arnor just realized who he kissed under that mask. Arnor: :mad: Gamis: Hey, wait, wait! This many PCs gathered by one DM on a single wagon... All: Uh-oh! The wagon is then violently launched into orbit by a large coil of metal that had remained hidden until that moment. Rorshac: When I said "Spring Festival," I meant it - suckers. :evil grin: |
| Aria Amberhawk and the 7 verticaly challenged players Aria is casually walking down the street when she hears footsteps behind her. She spins around, thinking that she's about to be attacked again, when she sees who's following her. Standing about 15 feet behind her are Pinker, Threfdil, Hermy, Trebellar, Ivan, Gerug and Grysygoth. They all stand there, looking sheepish. Aria: :uh huh: Why are you guys always following me??? I feel like I'm in the movie "Time Bandits"! You're creeping me out! Pinker: It's because we're strangely drawn to you, Aria. We can't help it. Gerug: There's something about you that makes us short people get all worked up, if ya know what I mean... ;) Hermy: Plus, you like pie! That's reason enough for me! :D Aria: I'm not amused, you horrible little men! Now shoo! Go find another midget to act out your sick fantasies with! Ivan: But Aria, you are one of us! Aria: EXCUSE ME??? You have got to be kidding me! :uh huh: Threfdil: Ummm, yeah! You're a short person too! Just like us! Trebellar: (whispers to Grysygoth) Do you think she'll buy it? Grysgoth: Shhh! You'll ruin everything! Ivan: Tis true! You were the offspring of a Halfling and a Halfling, and everybody knows that 1/2+1/2 = a whole! You were left on a doorstep of a human family when you were just a baby! So you see, it's only natural for us to be attracted to you! Aria: I'm a short person, too? Oh my god.... :blush: Pinker: Now that we've gotten all that straightened out... let's all go do something that we short people really enjoy... :smirk: Gerug: Oh, yes! Let's go Aria... time to show you what we little people love to do in our spare time... Aria: Oh no... you don't mean... :uh huh: Hermy: Oh yes.... The scene changes to that of a playground with swings, a slide and that merry-go-round-like ride that spins around very fast until the kids slide off and crack their skulls open... Pinker: Push faster! Faster Aria! Trebellar: Wheeeeeeee! Grysygoth: I wanna go higher on the swings! Push harder, Aria! Aria: I never saw this one coming... short people are so weird.... :bored: |
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| Originally posted by Gerug: quote: Originally posted by Raen Crinndel: Gah, you two useless sorcerers. Useless? Let's see that again - from an "unbiased" point of view. :devil: Raen: Where the hell am I now? NaShae: .oO(Tied up... too long... tiny elfin rage... rising :mad:) Seamus: No one can save you now, my dear! See how helpless lies this sorcerer. Why, if only you could hear his thoughts. Kywyn: .oO(Ex-boyfriends. Gotta' remember - chicks who dig the moody act always have ex-boyfriends...) Threfdil: Corporal, oi think our death lies in'ere... Seamus: But wait, what is that sound? Heroes? Ahahahaha! NaShae: .oO(Who to kill first? Seamus for tying me up? Kywyn for coming alone? These stupid guards for taking this long to find me? ALL MUST DIE!!! :mad:) Seamus: Excuse me, my dear - I must let our guests in! Seamus opens to door. Threfdil looks startled by this gesture, and old habits take over. Threfdil: Woi, thank yew, me boyo, I... Seamus knocks him into the ground with a mailed fist as the halfling bows. Seamus: And now... Raen: Haha! I am ready for you, villain! Behold! Seamus: Er... why do you have your short sword loaded onto your crossbow? Raen: It's a swordbow! Cool, what? :D Seamus throws Raen through the building across the street. Seamus: Pathetic! None can stop my- NaShae hits him with her chair. Seamus: Urgh! (Seamus falls.) NaShae turns to Kywyn, her fury rising. NaShae: This is some rescue! When you came in here, did you have a plan for getting out? Kywyn: Uh... It's a little bit funny... NaShae: Song lyrics are not going to get you out of this one... dear. Kywyn: Ulp! |
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