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Post by Canela on Sept 4, 2005 22:58:57 GMT -5
David with his guitar reminds me of Sir Robin's Minstrels from 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail.'
Surely I can't be the only one?
*Turns on flashlight, then quickly turns it off and apologizes as others shout about being blinded.*
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Post by Robyn on Sept 5, 2005 11:59:01 GMT -5
*rubs eyes* But yes, he does. Now that you mention it atleast.
And they were forced to eat Sir Robin's Minstrels, and there was much rejoicing.
Little voices: Yaaaaaay.......
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Sept 6, 2005 20:51:05 GMT -5
"AAAAAAAGH!"
*TEO randomly screams and then deadpans, looking blankly at the rest of the ghost hunters, who are probably now having heart aneurisms.*
"Sorry... I sometimes get these flashes where I scream suddenly. Comes from working with five-year-olds all summer."
*She points at a lurking-lurkity-shadow by the wall, next to a pile of barrels*
"That looks ominous. Any volunteers to poke it?"
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Sept 6, 2005 21:43:19 GMT -5
David starts playing the Jaws theme music, waiting for someone to volunteer to go first.
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Post by Quites on Sept 6, 2005 22:10:31 GMT -5
*Draws sword with a protracted SHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIING!*
Fine, then. I'll go after it.
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Post by Canela on Sept 6, 2005 22:55:39 GMT -5
This could be interesting.
*Canela pulls out her camera.*
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Sept 7, 2005 14:42:28 GMT -5
*TEO nods and pulls out a box of Cracker Jacks from her pocket, then looks suspicious.*
"I didn't know I had Cracker Jacks! I didn't even know that I had POCKETS on these pants."
*She peers into her pockets, but it's only the penguins chilling on the beach by the boardwalk-- as usual. She sighs, knowing that only the ASW would understand this. Oh well.*
"Carry on, Quites. Give it a good jab, hit it fer six."
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Sept 7, 2005 16:08:54 GMT -5
David stops the Jaws and changes to a more patriotic thing.
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Post by Kirukelgyr on Sept 7, 2005 16:53:20 GMT -5
Furball walked over with a giant Maglight balanced on her shoulder humming Hawaii Five-o. She peered over Skiv's shoulder at the rest of the group.
"Hiya! What're you all doing?" She said in a sudden and loud voice.
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Post by Skiv on Sept 7, 2005 21:35:56 GMT -5
Skiv then shrieks shrilly (Literations! Woot woot) and jumps five feet straight up, and lands in Furball's arms.
"Who's yellin'?"
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Sept 7, 2005 22:22:52 GMT -5
*shifty eyes* "Who wants to know?" David said in a shifty way, such a way that would suggest that there is something shifty going on in the Whine Cellar. But then, everyone realized that David always had that shifty look, even when he wasn't planning anything evil.
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Post by Kirukelgyr on Sept 9, 2005 14:47:17 GMT -5
"Um..." Furball blinked a few times before setting Skiv down and weilding her maglight about. "Hey! Look everyone! I found this nifty club-thingy!" Furball pressed a button, turning it on. "And it even comes with a built-in flashlight!"
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Post by Skiv on Sept 9, 2005 17:37:14 GMT -5
Woo for Furball! *does a jig* Oh right, Ahrar, dying. *points to see Ahrar wrestling with a dark blob.
"Oh my gosh!!" Skiv says, suddenly changes tenses. "It's a Monty Python Dust Bunny!! With sharp... Pointy... Teeth!!" Skiv begins doing fang mimes with her fingers.
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Sept 9, 2005 19:30:31 GMT -5
"Wait... since when is Ahar dying?" David asked, trying to remember the last few minutes.
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Post by Robyn on Sept 10, 2005 16:05:25 GMT -5
Since now apparenty.
Quickly David! We need the Holy.....Sprite Grenade!!! Its the only way to save Ahrar! 'Less someone helped him.
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Look at the lovely leaf Oz brought me!!