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Post by Quites on Aug 28, 2005 11:36:26 GMT -5
Righto! And we're off!
*Whistles the theme to Ghostbusters loudly and off key as he draws his sword and heads into the Whine Cellar*
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Aug 28, 2005 13:14:45 GMT -5
*plays In the Hall of the Mountain King on his guitar as he walks down the staircase*
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Post by Robyn on Aug 28, 2005 14:31:09 GMT -5
YAY!
*grabs grapefruit spoon* *can't think of a theme song*
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Aug 28, 2005 19:45:16 GMT -5
*looking around for ghosts* "Shouldn't they be te rrorizing us yet?"
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Post by Quites on Aug 28, 2005 23:35:49 GMT -5
...izing?
And no, probably not yet. They're only in the Deepest Darkest Corners and will only attack us When We Are Not Expecting It.
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Post by Aris on Aug 29, 2005 7:50:20 GMT -5
Oooo, adventure.
*grabs mallot* *also can't think of a theme song*
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Aug 29, 2005 16:27:39 GMT -5
Ah. . . Dastardly ghosts they are. Sorry about the izing. That was ment to be t errorizing, but I forgot.
*continues playing*
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Post by Quites on Aug 29, 2005 22:07:31 GMT -5
Ah. . . Dastardly ghosts they are. Sorry about the izing. (On the contrary, my good David. It sounds like exactly the sort of thing that a bloodsucking numbat ghost would do to you. It should enter the Lexicon. Y'know... if we actually had a BWE lexicon...) Keep a sharp eye, all. Many a poor, careless soul has ventured down here and been mercilessly ized by the vicious numbat ghosts. |
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Post by Aris on Aug 30, 2005 10:38:53 GMT -5
Having fun yet Robin? *clings to mallot*
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Aug 30, 2005 14:51:52 GMT -5
*The top of the stair that Aris is standing on creaks up slowly, like the lid of a chest, and then slams back shut. The noise echoes throughout the staircase, and a chunk of plaster falls off the ceiling, narrowly missing Quites.*
*A stair that no one is standing on does the same thing, a little ways up on the staircase. A three-cornered hat, topped with a pair of lion ears, is tossed out, and someone struggles up out of the random staircase trapdoor, wearing a "There's No Place Like Camp" shirt and jeans.*
*TEO beams at the masses and fetches back her three-cornered hat, which has a blue plastic spoon, a tiny green pinywheel, a blue pin, and a plastic fish stuck in the headband.*
"Hiiiii, everyone! Where'd-- what-- how's-- what'd I miss? What's making that whining sound?"
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Post by Robyn on Aug 30, 2005 15:08:40 GMT -5
TEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOO! *hugs* Graba weapon! Cause Quites is making us. *clings to Quites's head* HAT!
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Aug 30, 2005 16:16:59 GMT -5
*TEO dizzily looks up at the ceiling, down at Robin, and briefly into her own pocket before answering.*
"Okay... one second!"
*She reaches into the Quite Deep but Not Exactly Bottomless Because Maurice Was At the Bottom, Last Tuesday, And Let Me Tell You That it Needed A Good Dusting Pit and pulls out, in turn, a stuffed rabbit, an iced-tea spoon, a letter opener, and finally, the Skillet of Doom.*
"Whoot! Wait... why do we need weapons? Has it happened? Are the marmots revolting?"
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Post by David the Knight of Night on Aug 30, 2005 16:28:19 GMT -5
"No..." David says as he gives *shifty eyes* "We are exploring the Whine Cellar. For no reason too... Except it's fun! And nerveracking."
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Post by Quites on Aug 31, 2005 16:06:09 GMT -5
Yes, TEO. We're hunting NUMBAT GHOSTS. For no other reason than we just wanted to go hunting NUMBAT GHOSTS. Keep a sharp eye out or the'll ize you from behind.
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Aug 31, 2005 16:56:23 GMT -5
"Ahhhhhhhaaaa. Ghoooosts." *TEO nods sagely and then turns around quickly, though there is nothing there.* "Heheh. Just a touch of paranoia, there."
*She whistles*
"Wait, does that mean that we want the NP haunted, or want it un... ghosted? What? I'm so confused."
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