OK, here is a RP game... Everyone writes their own lines and stage directions... You can be anything/anyone you want...Try to keep up with the story line running rather posting random posts.
And, as always, please remember to keep it within the limits of common courtesy.
Here we go...
We find Scher standing in the middle of a forest, dressed up in her usual costume:
She looks around worriedly and whispers to herself:
I am sure I have heard something...
Last edited by Scheherazade; 05-06-2005 at 02:46 PM.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Jay approaches Scher silently and whispers in her ear:
It's nothing, possibly just a rodent or whatnot, calm down. No one knows we're here.
I have a plan: attack!
SNAP. The twig breaks under kilted exiles foot. He stops. "Did they hear me? No, they're looking in the opposite direction." Stealthily, armed with his paint-ball gun, exile climbs one of the trees.
There once was a scotsman named Drew
Who put too much wine in his stew
He felt a bit drunk
And fell off his bunk
And landed smack into his shoe ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King
See? It was nothing, there's no one over there points in the opposite direction from where kilted exile's hiding, we're in a forest, it's never silent in a forest, ya know?
I have a plan: attack!
Nods at Jay, still looking around suspciously: Guess you are right... I just don't want us to get caught unprepared.
Digs into her back pack: Want some KitKat?
Takes out couple of KitKat bars and a thermos full of tea.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Drools... Nah, I'm on a diet. Though... gulps okok, you won, but only one...
I have a plan: attack!
You have to fight me to get a second one, anyway!
Grins a Scheherazadish grin and gives Jay a bar.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Gobbles it.
Thanks mate. You wouldn't happen to have a cup of nice warn cocoa, would ya?
I have a plan: attack!
Digs into her backpack again;takes out a camp stove, pot, a pint of milk and proceeds to make cocoa.
Last edited by Scheherazade; 05-06-2005 at 05:11 PM.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Sits next to Scher and waits for the cocoa to be made, wondering how Scher got all the stuff into her backpack.
Impressive! How did you manage to bring all that along?
I have a plan: attack!
Bring what? asks absent mindedly while trying to get two deck chairs out of her bag for them to sit as they have their drinks.
Stops suddenly.
I am so sure I have heard something! Again!
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Snorts.
You're asking me what? Where did the two chairs come from?
Looks around.
You're sure getting paranoid in your old age.
Last edited by Jay; 05-06-2005 at 05:27 PM. Reason: a bit of spelling, and grammar...
I have a plan: attack!
I knew it was a mistake to start the Age Poll.
*pushes one of the chairs towards Jay*
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Thanks
Is about to sit down when...
Did you hear that?
I have a plan: attack!
Loki the wolf pushes through the undergrowth.
As if you weren't expecting me. And don't look so surprised, Jay...Oh, KitKat!
Loki gets up on his hind legs, begging.
Can I have some too? Please?
Through the deep wood, the slanting sunlight
Casts motley patterns on the jade-green mosses.
No glimpse of man in this lonely mountain,
Yet faint voices drift on the air.
~ Wang Wei
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