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spat his venomous spittle at the creature, and it dissolved into sand at his feet. The thunderous pounding of a blood-thirsty army was felt as the gates to the city were barely holding back. The Rumbiques were going to stop at nothing this time to obtain that which they had come for. Suddenly, ....
... the city gates splintered into a thousand pieces as the Rumbiques stormed through them their bloodcurdling war cries filling the air. The Bruce Willis of the gnome world, spat again; the paving at his feet sizzled. In a low steady voice, verging on a snarl, he said, "Okay lads, let's do what has to be done... let's take those Rumbiques out". He unslung his huge laser AKVII from his back [having previously, positioned the nuclear device in a place less imminently detrimental to his good self]. Just at this moment...
a chariot of fire slowly lowered itself from the mists that had formed above (but no one noticed due to the massive wooden gates splintering like cheap little toothpicks).
The gnomes stood solemn as the Keeper of The Waters made his arrival... though none too soon. The Rumbiques felt their bowels loosen as the awesome creature glared with laser-like orbs, all while massive thunder boomed with rage and might...
Lightening flared in the sky and the Keeper of The Waters reached towards it channeling its energy through his body. The Rumbiques mesmerised by this awful sight, were rooted to the spot. The chariot began to descend from the heavens...
...The Keeper of the Waters a.k.a. Orpheus, after his succesful return from Hades [that place just won't stay dead :)], buffed his finger-nails on his breast-plate. Eurydices his wife, who had been dead in Hades [yes that old locale again...] but recently recovered, popped up behind him in the chariot. She whispered in his ear "Sweetie, think a bit of overwhelming music would do nicely...". Orpheus looked nonplussed [that would be confused in any other lingo, but we are talking mythology here ;) ]. "You what?" Orpheus continued to look confused... "Yes dearest", Eurydices smiled. "Remember the triumph of the US armed forces over the ghastly dictator Slobodan Milosevic?" " Not really, sweets" said Orpheus. "Well, loud music worked. Flushed him out as it were... " Eurydices coaxed Orpheus with a little prod of her finger towards the chariot's built in sound-system. "Led Zepplin, "Trampled Under Foot. Go on "O", crank it up!!" Orpheus slammed on the cd...But...
Unbeknownst to Orpheus, with each decibel the Led Zepplin "Trampled Underfoot" rose, the Rumbiques became stronger and fiercer. It would appear that music was the magic that fed their fighter instincts. So unfortunately, the ruse backfired and the Rumbiques rallied round the chariot of what was once fire, but was now just a smoldering bit of dust, due to the ......
... gnomes, who were totally unnerved by Jimmy Page's searing guitar [and the satanic undercurrent therein]; they had in a state close to mesmiration, unleashed their lasers on Orph's and Eury's chariot. The charred wreck of the once mythological vehicle was a sorry sight. Orpheus kicked the wrecked door of the chariot and descended to the cobblestoned plaza, reaching back to assist Eurydice. The Rumbiques were surging forward. Was this the end?...
Or was this the start of something new. Only on person knows and that is...
... that narcoleptic gnome, who once again was shaking his gnarled head and emerging from an amazing dream. He had a quick shower and brushed his teeth. Yup feeling good. Hmmm, that 'fridge was looking empty. Nothing in the cupboard either. Better head out to the shops.. oh hang on. Here we go! Couple of tea-bags [okay, no milk, hey ho]. Some bread in the bread bin and there's my favourite white jam said the gnome to himself with a smile. :).
The narrator of this tale, tutted quietly... when, oh when would this gnome learn about the white jam?
The gnome turned on the radio...
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Courtesy of Capt Beefheart: excerpt from
"White Jam"
She serves me flowers 'n yams
'N in the night when i'm full
She brings me white jam
'N I don't know where I am
"The Spotlight Kid"
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The gnome snored with his head nestled in his arms, at his kitchen table. The white jam took him on a little trip... down memory lane and memories of his childhood and his evil twin re-emerged. What's this? The gnome now a gentleman, wearing top-hat and cape, is striding across rain slicked cobblestones, when out of the drizzle and mist the figure of a woman appears...
I reached for some more coffee and .......Quote:
Here is another game (OK, I 'borrowed' the idea from another Forum!):
Comlete the thought started by the previous person and offer another one yourself.
drank it all in regret because,
I was really much too ....
sleepy.But the thing is,I should drink the coffe because I couldn't allow to myself to fall asleep.The tomorrow was a big day for me and if I slept,I would have nothing ready.Because tomorrow...
is the day of
the big change.If I'd do a good...