Kitty Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Becket: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Kitty: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by YK2: Hey Kitty .. just back from the Fiefdom Forum and saw your post.... Mistress Waltz will not be a happy bunny... Expect lots of yelling and name calling.... Here's hoping. Kitty </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dalem Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Hmph. Chicks. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 30, 2004 Author Share Posted January 30, 2004 Lackey Sail ho! Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Where away? Lackey Two points off th'starboard bow! Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Ha! We've caught that black hearted bastard, an' we've the weather gauge on 'im! Captain Scheepschagger! Signal the squadron! Give general chase! Run that bastard into the lee shore! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Berlichtingen: Lackey Sail ho! Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Where away? Lackey Two points off th'starboard bow! Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Ha! We've caught that black hearted bastard, an' we've the weather gauge on 'im! Captain Scheepschagger! Signal the squadron! Give general chase! Run that bastard into the lee shore! Arrr, Sir Berli! Mace an' me arrr makin' yer ship lighter by drinkin' all yer grog! You'll win the race fer sure! *belches loudly and disappears below decks, never to be seen again* Kitty 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: You know Kitty, I think all this boozing below decks is playing havoc with our complexions. Mace 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Kitty: You know Kitty, I think all this boozing below decks is playing havoc with our complexions. Mace </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: And throw up as much as ye can. We need to lighten the ship!A toast! To Bullemia!!! Mace 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Kitty: And throw up as much as ye can. We need to lighten the ship!A toast! To Bullemia!!! Mace </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: Arrr. Get rid o' that urine too!! Over de' side wif it! Hey? You don't mean from this bucket? I thought that was the beer!!!! *BLURG* Mace 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by dalem: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by YK2: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by dalem: Milady? I trust your ...nap... was to your liking? Yes... I slept like a baby thanks.. but one thing is bothering me... Come closer dalem ...into the candle light... </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Noba Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Kitty: And throw up as much as ye can. We need to lighten the ship!A toast! To Bullemia!!! Mace </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
**YK2** Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Noba: An almighty <font size=+3>SPLASSH</font size> is heard...... Noba. MAN OVERBOARD!!!! (Again) 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 30, 2004 Author Share Posted January 30, 2004 Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Where th'devil is Captain Scheepschagger? Lackey B'low decks sir... drunk as a lord 'e is Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Damn his eyes! M'compliments to the gun captains, hav'em load chain shot and only fire on th'up swell. The distance dwindles Lackey We're almost upon 'em sir! Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Fire as she bears! The long nines crash out and the ships are obscured in a great cloud of white smoke. Suddenly there is a solid crash as two great hulls collide. Grappling hooks fly... Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Boarders away! Come on Indigestibles! For the Queen! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 30, 2004 Author Share Posted January 30, 2004 *hewin' an' hackin'* 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 30, 2004 Author Share Posted January 30, 2004 *Hackin' an' hewin'* 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Berlichtingen Posted January 30, 2004 Author Share Posted January 30, 2004 Lackey Commadore! We found Her Majesty! They're escortin' her over ta th'Indigestible now. Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn And that Bla'guard Meeks? Lackey No sign of 'im nor that scoundrel Dalem. Different Lackey Commadore! There's a boat makin' for shore! Lackey Do we chase sir? Commadore, Sir Berli Notworthadamn Not today. We must return the Queen. We'll hunt him down after she's safe ashore. He'll not be leavin' this island soon. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soddball Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Kitty: You know Kitty, I think all this boozing below decks is playing havoc with our complexions. Mace </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Noba Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Soddball: It might amaze you to learn that... It might amaze us if you <font size=+3>SODD OFF</font size>... But then ag'in; it probably won't. <font size=-2>Bloody Poms.</font size> Noba. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Soddball Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Noba: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Soddball: It might amaze you to learn that... It might amaze us if you <font size=+3>SODD OFF</font size>... But then ag'in; it probably won't. <font size=-2>Bloody Poms.</font size> Noba. </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Herr Oberst Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Mace: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Kitty: Arrr. Get rid o' that urine too!! Over de' side wif it! Hey? You don't mean from this bucket? I thought that was the beer!!!! *BLURG* Mace </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Boo Radley Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Soddball: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Noba: </font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Soddball: It might amaze you to learn that... It might amaze us if you <font size=+3>SODD OFF</font size>... But then ag'in; it probably won't. <font size=-2>Bloody Poms.</font size> Noba. </font> 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lurkur Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 GGGAARRRRRRRGGGHHHHH! [pop] Sweet oblivion take me in your loving embrace.... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aces_and_8's Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Excerpts from the log of Her Majesty's Trireme Terribilius Est Rex: Day 2 0900 37 05 30N 75 58 59W The Assyrian's leader, Izeem-ala-wanado-iz-cumplain-al-faoud, approached me yet again to protest the bitter cold, the fact his Assyrians had nothing heavier than a smock to wear, the quality and quantity of the food, blah, blah, blah, just making a general nuissance of himself. I explained to Iz (just tweaks him when I call him that) that there was nothing I could do about his current situation, that he was provided a copy of the binding contract bringing his Mercenaries aboard, he agreed in full to the terms as shown by the giant "x" where he made his mark at the bottom, and that this problem, created by his lack of forethought and planning, did not constitute a crisis for Her Majesty's Navy. He of course left in a huff. I shall have to keep my eye on that one. Gawd save the Queen! 1200 FIRE! We have a fire topside. What have the silly nongs gone and done now? Gawd help us, and, oh yes, save the Queen too! 1500 A Bi-reme!?! How could one riding so high one moment be cast down into this depthless pit so quickly? My crew, that's how. They were all against me from the beginning. Seems the weather deck was set ablaze. The culprits, Lucius and those damnable Assyrians, oh and my Navigator, Quintus Aurelium Imprecisorum, didnt do me any favors. In earlier entries I had indicated Lucius had an idea on how to fix our slight...erm...missing sail problem. Hearing yelps coming from below decks, I decided to investigate. There before my eyes stood Lucius and a couple of the more able bodied seaman plucking the back, chest, and forearm hair off the slav...impr...uhm...oarsmen. When asked what he was doing, Lucius explained that by making a tight weave, the seamsters could re-produce a sail just as effective, albeit a tad more disgusting, as the original. I ascented to this course of action as we were dead in the water at the time. Moving the burly bundles topside proved easy enough, but those accursed Assyrians struck again. Quintus, while pouring over the charts and finishing his sandwich (crumbs and mayo everywhere; I really must speak to him about his personal habits and what mayo will do to ones arteries), found a unique way to entertain himself. It seems he was using his compass to focus the suns rays, burning the hair on his arms. Noticing this, Iz misappropriated the compass and decided he would use it to start a fire for his men topside, with some of the hair collected by Lucius earlier. Who knew human hair burned that fast or intensely. A raging inferno soon broke out from stem to stern razing the weather deck, the first bank of oarsmen, the mast, our charts, the ballistas, the ram, everything! To add insult to injury, Iz and his boys, rather than fight the fire, stood by rubbing their hands vigorously in front of it making little "ooh" and "aah" noises. First time I have seen them smile this trip. I have ordered the ship oars into the water and to row us back to port where we will make repairs, requisition fresh stores, new ballistas, some more oarsmen and a fresh ram (one not as shaggy as the other, it went up quick once its hair caught) getting underway soon...again. I am seriously debating whether I should allow the Assyrians back aboard. Gawd Save the Queen! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hamstersss Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Damn his eyes, ee's captured me ship and run through me men. Aye, that Berli's a fine admiral, but ee'll larn the error a runnin' morons fer crew. Smythe! Keep 'er quiet, and keep rowin', so that I may continue me dastardly monologue! Arr, there's no way they can catch us now, we'll be on Cess Island, in the impenetrable citadel what sits at the center of a jungle full of man-eating savages, themselves surrounded by a swamp populated by killer, flying penguins, thems patrolled by King Kong's older sister and the whole lot always under the watchful eye of the giant, angry, tesselated Earthworm o' Dooooom... Aye, we'll be there long before Berli finds out that the "queen" he done rescued was really just... Dum dum duuuuum!!! ONE OF THE MORMON WIVES!!!! Aye, Berli, ye may 'ave bested me in sail and battle and pure evilness, but now ye've learned that I'm like an evil boy scout--no Dalem, not that kind of boy scout, and there's nothing evil about them, that's quite insensative of you--always prepared!!! Arrr, if only I could be there when she's presented to the admiral 'isself. Arrrrrrrrr 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Patchy Posted January 30, 2004 Share Posted January 30, 2004 Originally posted by Mace: *BLURG* 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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