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Post by Evilduck on May 12, 2004 21:51:37 GMT -5
What about ERNST
Eposwas Rejects now seeking talion
talion- A punishment identical to the offense, as the death penalty for murder.
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Post by geneva on May 12, 2004 22:39:21 GMT -5
back to the story *ahem*
Geneva smiles sweetly at Ali (almost too sweet, ina poisonous sortof way). "Why thank you, how very prompt you are. I would tip you but you know, some dreadful fool has mis-placed my latest shipment of tanzinite and I'm simply penniless. I do hope you'll understand."
She yawns daintly and takes a sip of the coffee. And almost chokes. Geneva glares at the cup in her hand. Then regains her composure.
"Why this is the most interesting coffee I've ever had the privelge of drinking."
She takes another sip of the Mint TEA "I simply must write about this expierience. It is most interesting to note that captors give you tea when you ask for coffee. All the world will read my book, and I shall make lots of money..."
She abandons the tea in favor of the coffee icecream. "This is a quite acceptable substitute though."
And goes back to reading her Novel.
"Oh!" She looks up.
"Before I forget, do get them to bring me in soem sort of bed or somehting. This chair was not exactly designed for sleeping...."
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Post by Little Miss Odd on May 12, 2004 22:53:38 GMT -5
What about ERNST Eposwas Rejects now seeking talion talion- A punishment identical to the offense, as the death penalty for murder. you'd have them reject us? what good would that do? they are unacceptable to us, and so why should we care that they don't think us worthy, we know they are losers anyway, for else they would not be rejects
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Post by Evilduck on May 12, 2004 23:07:20 GMT -5
You could replace talion with vengance, but ERNSV sounds even worse than what you came up with.
And besides, they want to humiliate the EPOSWAS like you humiliated them. That's what I meant by talion.
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Post by Nature's Fury on May 12, 2004 23:24:27 GMT -5
*I check my clothing once more before I leave, smoothing out the baby blue dress that falls to my ankles. I've been told I look like an angel in blue. I usually avoid the color like the plague, but for now... Looking like an angel might just help me. I take off, heading for the home of a retired cereal tycoon. My sources told me he knew something about the ancient recipie. He may know where this so called "Well of Dreams" is, and I want to know what he knows. I slide behind the wheel of my dark red '38 Packard coupe, hoping to get to this potential source before someone in the EPOSWAS learns his possible value. Sources had a habit of winding up cold and stiff, and I didn't want him freezing up before I had a chance to find out if he has anything. I park outside his home, and go to the door, adjusting my hat before ringing the bell. I wait for an answer, doing my best to look like any other lost little lamb.*(if anyone is curious, this is a '38 Packard coupe.... carnut.com/cgi-bin/_image.pl?/photo/37-38/38pkd1.jpg )
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Post by >>The Neon One on May 13, 2004 9:32:44 GMT -5
The JERBOA...
I repeated the odd word. It felt bizaree to say.
:: sigh:: Well, I think this is all we can find here. I better talk to the Jeff. Can I use your phone?
Curse the 40s and their existing before the invention of cell phones -_-;
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Post by KillinKrillan on May 13, 2004 17:50:33 GMT -5
*Pulls out a gun and shoots Ali in the leg* I have a bunch of idiots working for me...
Oh, you wont be needing a bed... We are going to be up all night talking about that muffin recepie... If you would like to save yourself the trouble and tell me now, be my guest... But I'm not going anywhere, you arn't going anywhere, and we have all the time in the world...
*Takes your book and throws it across the room*
NOW START TALKING!
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Post by geneva on May 13, 2004 18:34:19 GMT -5
Geneva looks reproachfully at her book.
"Now look, I've lost my place. Ah what a pity. He was about to propose to her, too..."
She ties her hair back in a knot and stands up from the chair, barely distubing it's position.
She strolls over to the mangled book and closes it, smoothing the pages. Then she sets it down in the same spot she had just removed it from and returns to her chair. That too, she adjusts to it's original position, and takes her seat. She touches the side of her cheek thoughtfully while contemplating the writhing body of the shot henchman.
"You know, while I don't have anything against red, in fact it is one of my favorite colors, I don't really approve of your use of it in redecorating the room. It clashes with the existing colors, you see."
She shrugs and looks back up at kk, smiling innocently, with her head tilted ever so slightly.
"Oh! But you were saying you wanted to talk about something. I'm so sorry I get so distracted sometimes, particularly when it comes to colors and design. Please, continue."
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Post by Little Miss Odd on May 13, 2004 18:39:54 GMT -5
The JERBOA... I repeated the odd word. It felt bizaree to say.:: sigh:: Well, I think this is all we can find here. I better talk to the Jeff. Can I use your phone? Curse the 40s and their existing before the invention of cell phones -_-; but of course *leads Neone to a perfectly proportioned dial phone, elegantly wrought in gold and faux pearl* have at it
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Post by Little Miss Odd on May 13, 2004 18:43:48 GMT -5
You could replace talion with vengance, but ERNSV sounds even worse than what you came up with. And besides, they want to humiliate the EPOSWAS like you humiliated them. That's what I meant by talion. hey hey hey what have you got against jumping grassland rodents? besides, it can't be a very trheatening organization... the leader has a tutu fetish, and hires buffoons who don't know tea from coffee that and the leader has anger management issues... all he needs to live up to his name is set ali's dead body aflame
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Post by Evilduck on May 13, 2004 19:13:01 GMT -5
*Opens the door of Jeff's house, smiling pleasantly
"Hello, how may I help you? If you're looking for Jeff... Well, lets just say he has had some schedual changes."
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Post by KillinKrillan on May 13, 2004 19:38:57 GMT -5
*Sigh*
Just tell me about the muffin please...
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Post by geneva on May 13, 2004 20:33:20 GMT -5
"The muffin? The muffin..."
Her smile stayed afix in arather artificial way. Slowly her forehead crinkled in perplexion.
"The muffin...."
Suddenly her eyes lit up and she smiled broadly again.
"Oh! The muffins we had at the EPOSWAS bake sale the other day?! The blueberry ones?"
She frowned for a moment.
"I think they were all eaten.... Dreadfully sorry. Isn't kidnapping someone for a confectionary good a little extreme?"
Geneva crossed her arms thoughtfully and leaned back into the chair.
"I suppose if you really wanted some I could make another batch, but you'll have to promise to give me my tanzinite back. I really would be miffed if I lost all that money over your muffin fetish...."
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Post by >>The Neon One on May 13, 2004 21:12:38 GMT -5
What a lovely phone! smiles... goes back into bussiness mode. I dialed the Jeff's number
Jeff.... come on you cereal tycoon! Don't keep me waiting now!
(OFF TOPIC- Geneva, YAY FOR LICHTENSTIEN ICONS =DD :: bounces:: )
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Post by Evilduck on May 13, 2004 21:25:19 GMT -5
*Hears phone ringing
"I'm dreadfully sorry, but I have other matters to attend to, miss...?"
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