Ah I was slow. But don't worry. Next time, I'll kill you chava. hehehe
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Ah I was slow. But don't worry. Next time, I'll kill you chava. hehehe
So you say adil, :) long time no see
I was picking my way through the canopy of Sherwood when I happened across an odd young lady, swinging in a hammock slung between two birches (for some strange reason). Then a durian fell from the birch (for yet another strange reason) and landed smack on her head, producing a very bloody sort of effect. I couldn't eat anything for a week after seeing that...
well that was very entertaining, you really had me on the floor with that one, so i will send Sir Lancelot of the holy grail to massacre you like he did the other poor individual's in that film. :)
Why, he wouldn't slay me--I'm Sir Robin! Brave Sir Robin! Sir Robin, the Not-Quite-So-Brave-as-Sir-Lancelot!
oh you make me laugh. Right, well perhaps i will agree not to kill you then, and instead indulge in companionship.
What Was It, Anyway?
A strange thing was discovered in or near Sherwood Forest yesterday. At first, it appeared to be human, clad in familiar Lincoln green garments, but then... a rubber ducky??? Blimey if it wasn't! Then a strange yellow guy with glasses but no eyes... gives me the fair shivers, cor guv, Lord love us all! Then a normal man, but thin in a blue jacket and bow tie, mumbling about science and stuff. Then, would yer belive me, a ruddy fox! Standing upright like any bloody bloke, 'e were, too, and 'ad clothes on, just loike 'e were 'uman! Then poof, by crikey, they vanish. Just gone in a flash! Bob's your Uncle, they did! Me? I takes to me 'eels and gets outa there! Were it a shapeshifter? Dunno, mate. You tell me, naow!
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Reuters - February 21, 2006
USA- A man who has declared himself as 'the last descentdant of King Arthur' has been shot by an arrow and fatally wounded as he left his home this morning. The man who was also known as 'Pendragon' was on his way to his doctor appointment when the attack took place. The witnesses have told the Police that even though they did not see the attacker, they heard someone crying 'Yes! I am the last descendant now!' as 'Pendragon' fell.
The Police is asking for anyone who might have any information to come forward. They are especially willing to talk to a young man known as 'RobinHood3000', whom 'Pendragon' had befriended at a Forum they both have been frequenting recently.
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Blast! They've found me!!
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A young, attractive, highly available fairy known as Goodwoman Scheherazade (known among her Latin-speaking friends as 'Scher Bono') was found dead in the middle of Sherwood Forest this morning. The coroner, upon arriving, examined the body for three hours before deciding that the razor arrow protruding from her temple was the cause of death.
The primary suspect is RobinHood3000, already wanted for questioning in the murder of forest denizen Pendragon Tuck, who apparently was in the midst of a long-standing domestic dispute over the proprietorship of Sherwood. More updates as they arrive...
"Creak" the branch on which Robin hid from the police below on the forest floor was beginning to give way. The police looked up to see what the noise was, but the green camouflaged Rob so well that they took it to be just some stupid squirrel running through the trees. "Perfect" thought the hood, "they'll be gone soon and I can get off this branch before the damn thing breaks", sure enough the cops soon moved to explore another part of the haunted wood.Once they were gone Robin jumped down from his hiding place, however in his hurry he forget about the sheriff's men going on their usual trek through the forest. Landing in the middle of the soldiers, he put up a decent fight but was eventually captured and taken back to the castle where he finally faced the hangman's rope to pay for his crimes.
Reuters- Feb 22 06
A nationwide manhunt has begun for what the police will only describe as a person of interest in the disappearance of the bodies of Pendragon and Sir Robinhood3000 late yesterday evening.
The person, a woman known as Mad Rachel apparently used some sort of 'magic' to revive both stiffs and spirit them away to Sherwood forest. The police force, the largest one used for any occasion in all of Britain's history, some being called from Scotland and France, combed Sherwood forest but found absolutely no clues except for what some have swore to be hysterical laughter echoeing through the woods.
Those who have 'heard' the laughter are currently being treated by counsellors and psychologists in London.
"But the story was true" declared sir Robin, and walked to the window. "There she comes," turning to face his interlocuter.
It was a big cart pulled by a dozen of horses, white mervelous stalions that stroled in a musical harmony. Two angels at each side chanting an air of Chairhood. She was sitting in the middle and her eyes fixed to the window as though she new where she was going. Pen rose from his seet and joined his friend.
"At last, she is here. I knew she won't keep us waiting." He uttered.
"Let's go meet her. It has been long we haven't met."
"Yes, that's for sure." He added smiling.
Shining as the sun would from heaven's garden her eyes were. Her beauty was like what her character always reveled. Soft skin and warm kind hands, golden hair and an exquisite body, she walked towards them.
"Hi my lady," both bowed.
"Hi my lords," she replayed.
"How was your jurney?"
She smiled and gave them a little bow. "The best."
"Welcome to your new home."
Yes indeed, this was her new home. But the castle was full. Filled with people from different places. There was Pencive, Scheherazade, Nightshade, Kaltrina, Themis, and all the others. It was the forum castle where Rachel joined her fellow friends. Her dead fellow friends.
Once I've been knoking at that door. "Who is there?" came a voice asking. Ashamed, I looked at the floor. "May I be in my lord" asked I. "Till time is permited to stop and days are to remain no more, then come to our place. Still now we can accept you no more."
I opened my eyes and I was breathing again. I looked around me and found myself in my room. Was it a dream, wandred I? I walked to my computer and could not believe my eyes. There was written in the middle of the screen "Forum Closure: the forum has been moved to heaven due to the inexpected death of all its members."
At that precise moment, Gabriel came down with a dreadful case of the Black Plague, and began coughing so violently that Darlin, sdr4jc, Themis, Pensive, and The Unnamable were all blown straight out of heaven and came crashing back to the earth's surface. Luckily, Virgil was there to catch them all. However, unfortunately for Virgil, his life was ended. Three of Gabriels victims suffered from morbid obesity and Virgil's spirit left his body with a faint gasp for breath...
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(Oh the foreverly cursed ten characters rule)