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Originally Posted by kiz_paws
Now 3s means 3rd string. 4 fret. Means take note at fourth fret. That note is B now take 3rd string at 2ond fret. Note is A continuing the puzzle you get BBAB, them you are given aR since R is not a musical note, then another A which has spelled as name Babbabara, Babara . I am loopy with this neurotion or it would have been spelled right.
Pen had spent so much time away from Lit-net that when he returned, the Lit-net members were unable to control the anger from their perplexity at his absence that they rallied, and riled against him, executing him publicly. Then they all woke up as from the dream, and so Pen's death at least wasn't pointless.
As Nik bent over his computer screen trying to make out important headway on the archives of musical giants, he did not hear footsteps behind him. Course, that was understandable, granting the blasting of the music all round our friend here. But at any rate, the footsteps got closer, closer, till at last they reached the destination. The plug from the computer was yanked by the mysterious visitor, and when Nik pulled himself out of his musical reverie, it was too late. The visitor wound the power cord around Nik's ankles, and upon standing up and attempting to escape, he fell with a mighty thud to the ground, never to rise again. The mysterious visitor made haste to leave, but not before humming the end to one tune or another found on the Tarka double album by Emerson Lake and Palmer.... :alien:
Kiz was doing a crazy wicca dance festival out on the prairies late one night, and she gradually became aware of a divine presence around her, when suddenly there appeared goddesses and angels, and they took her with them up into the air.
Nikolai passed away the other day, the female GM of the world will mourn his passing...unfortunately it was these same ladies that wore the man down to the bone, and confounded his senses with indiscriminate moves of sheer genius. Nik's wonder at their moves caused a crying for happiness spell...he was later found dead from dehydration. He will be buried up on Boot Hill where his friends shall regale and celebrate his passing. BYOB, BYOD, BYOC, BYE
B died of humiliation when his pants ripped at a job interview.
Bulletproof died from a stray arrow from an archery session...actually it was rampaging Indians.
Nik came to the frigid Canadian prairies in a quest to determine whether or not whistling at the Aurora Borealis caused them to 'come down'. Kiz tried to warn him about this tomfoolery, but to no avail. Nik, upon seeing a giant pulsating mass way up in the night skies, pursed his lips and let out his loudest whistle, which caused the swirling and twirling lights to ..... to what? Kiz never found out, as she fainted with fear, and when she awoke, Nik was gone. Without a trace. Not even a footstep to be found in the crunchy white snow..... :bawling:
[Pen, thanks for patiently explaining things! As well, I do hope that you feel better soon!]
As Kiz turned away she bumped into a well made Japanese lady dressed in a black body suit with blue robe over it.
"Uh, excuse me, I didn't know that you were there." Kiz stammmered.
"I would loose all faith in myself if you had. I am Jade. I am presently the companion of a friend of yours."
"Friend of mine?"
"Yes. You are worried about him. Want to see him?" Jade asked.
Jade dissappearered in a flash of light and a huge dragon was in her place.
"Hey Kizzo!"
"Pendragon"
A whisper-thin blade came out of the thin air and took Kiz in the throat. She slipped out of life in the arms of Jade, now the host of Pendragon. X had killed the wrong host.
the dragon behind pens avi got mad at him and ate him on the spot.
Shurtgal had an awfully big adventure afta wondering in on our Bidness propositions. Hated to do da deed, ya know but Bidness is Bidness. We'll pay fer an swell shindig, coffin wid the best, flowers, got her a sweet spot picked out in Wildwood Cemetery. She be taken care off. What youse looking at, punk?
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Pendragon went to work for my mother! :lol:
I was deep inside the woods when suddenly I spied 'em!
I spied a pair of faded jeans with nobody inside 'em!
Oh, dear! I thought, she's done it now! It's really kind of sad.
Who among the eldritch folk could Bouquin have made mad?
But now the tiny lady can make your liver jump your diaphram--
Because she turned into a pair of faded jeans: with nobody inside 'em!
Hee-hee! :lol:
Lying languidly in the burnt out village, Pendragon picked a bit of goat from between his teeth with a mulberry bush. Theodoric the Coward, who had run away earlier in the night, not from Pendragon's hideous roar, but from his wife's having chucked a stick of wood at him for farting at the supper table, stumbled out of the forest with a torch in his hands. He touched the flame to the moat of coal oil meant as a defense against the beast that had done the village in. Snapping around in furious anger, Pendragon impaled his throat on the jagged beam of the bierhall. The beam caught enough of the vital veins in the creature's neck that he quickly weakened from loss of blood. As he bled out, he was slowly roasted as the village burnt for the second time that night.
The berry was too sour. Poor PabloQ, he didn't stand a chance.