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| The Wedding | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 20 2004, 12:06 AM (2,313 Views) | |
| j delight | Aug 21 2004, 01:57 AM Post #76 |
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*nearly trips on the OOF! <bottles and metal clanking> bundle of goodies on the floor as she slips her scarf over her shoulders and follows Amberwind out toward the sanctuary*
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| Entrance (Starcra) | Aug 21 2004, 01:59 AM Post #77 |
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*hears the whip and produces a gun which he holds in the direction. Notices it was JUST a whip he puts it back and sits down again, smiling slightly* |
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| Fudgie | Aug 21 2004, 02:07 AM Post #78 |
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Guy Fawkes' Campaign Manager
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![]() *rushes out to the sanctuary with the girls* Sorry guys that I'm late - it's just that MF rang just before and might not be able to make the wedding... *jumps in line and straightens her dress* |
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| j delight | Aug 21 2004, 02:17 AM Post #79 |
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whispers to Fudgie... She found the whip but I hid the other stuff in a duffle bag for later giggle
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| Entrance (Starcra) | Aug 21 2004, 02:19 AM Post #80 |
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*hears giggling and wants to know what it's about but fight the urge to rise from his seat* |
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| htz3 | Aug 21 2004, 02:31 AM Post #81 |
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Former Delegate Member of COG
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np hon we haven't started yet as long as mf makes it at some point that will be cool |
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| Fudgie | Aug 21 2004, 02:31 AM Post #82 |
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Guy Fawkes' Campaign Manager
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*giggles furiously* Yeeha Cowboy! *hugs J and giggles hysterically*
*clears throat and regains composure* I'm sure he will, htz3. Work keeps him away so much these days. |
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| htz3 | Aug 21 2004, 02:32 AM Post #83 |
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Former Delegate Member of COG
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Knows he is in trouble if the women are giggling |
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| Slackervania | Aug 21 2004, 02:34 AM Post #84 |
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Sexy Succubus
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*whispers back* Shhh! The men are getting suspicious! This is supposed to be a surprise, remember? OOC/I may not be around again until late tommorrow. Assume that I'm there standing with the bridesmaids and smiling pretty during the processional, ceremony, and recessional, and we're cool. |
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| Entrance (Starcra) | Aug 21 2004, 02:50 AM Post #85 |
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*stands up and walks to htz3* So when does this start excatly? Where is the priest? Where are your bestmen? This is the happiest day of my life and it's a wreck! No wait...that's not right...you're the one meant to be worrying... Start worrying or I'll have to worry for you... |
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| Dickvandyke | Aug 21 2004, 05:01 AM Post #86 |
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Wouldn't you like to know
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*DVD suddenly dips forward and pulls himself back after having fallen asleep for the past few hours. Seeing as nobody has noticed, he resumes sleeping until either asked not to or the ceremony starts* |
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| Liarg | Aug 21 2004, 06:04 AM Post #87 |
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East of Gilead
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James leans over and whispers something in Yulia's ear. She nods, and he then gets up and walks to the back of the church, where two serious looking men have appeared. One is carrying a gift, wrapped in exquisite white, silver and lace. The other is carrying two beautiful long stemmed roses. James gives instructions to the gentleman with the gift, and he promptly leaves, taking the gift to the reception hall. He then takes the two roses from the other agent and walks back towards Yulia. As he approaches, she stands and takes one of the roses. They walk together to the front of the church to the two reserved seats. James places the first rose on the seat reserved for Christie, then Yulia places the other on the seat reserved for Matt. They then quietly return to their seats. James places his arm around Yulia and pulls her a little closer, and they wait for the ceremony to begin. |
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| Jacksong | Aug 21 2004, 07:33 AM Post #88 |
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*Well, I better lock up the truck now or there will be no grog left for the reception. I escort Parrrrtay inside and see that JDelight is thawing from her frozen cube covered with grog. Then I notice that my grog spray (from hit the next poster) also soaked Yulia)* "Sorry Yulia, you still look great." "Yes Parrrrtay, The Lady Rebels is indeed beautiful. Htz3 is one lucky man to find such a partner, and he will get to spent half of his life in the Insane Nudist Colony." "If I ever take a bride, I hope to honeymoon there, screw that, I will just go there for vacation twice a year and not worry about a bride." "Let's get inside, and dry off, and prepare for one hell of a wedding. You need to get ready." |
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| parrrrtay | Aug 21 2004, 07:44 AM Post #89 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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*walks into the Church on Jacksongs arm, doing my best to avoid all the drunks trying to lick me* "Well at least I am not the only one to arrive wet" *walks by and nudges DVD* "Hey there, time to wake up!" *spots all the roses on the seats and ponders a way to get my hands on them, then smirks and giggles to myself remembering about Slackers suprise* *looks around for a man to unthaw J Delight before the Wedding begins* "Jacksong would you be a love and go unthaw J Delight?" |
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| Jacksong | Aug 21 2004, 07:48 AM Post #90 |
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It would be my pleasure. Can't start the wedding with a frozen bridesmaid. I think I can warm her up.
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| Entrance (Starcra) | Aug 21 2004, 08:03 AM Post #91 |
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Hmmm....so now will the nations join and become The Insane Nudist Colony and Mythical Land of Ladyrebels and Shaft?? And is it LadyShaft or Ladytz3 or is it still Ladyrebels? |
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| Punk D | Aug 21 2004, 08:39 AM Post #92 |
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"The Chilly Chillian Punk D has finally come back to "The Wedding"" *takes up the spot DvD just vacated and takes a long needed nap after traveling from the outer most regions of the SP* *begins dreaming of the fabulous bachelorette party he peformed...errr...crashed last night* |
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| Dickvandyke | Aug 21 2004, 09:20 AM Post #93 |
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Wouldn't you like to know
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*awakes with a start* I OBJECT, YOUR HONOR! *as heads begin to turn, DVD suddenly realizes that he is now back in reality and needs to cover up for this outburst. He turns and points at Punk D and shrugs his shoulders* Sorry everyone, go back to your drinking, licking, and/or idle waiting. Nothing to see here. Punk just yells randomly sometimes in his sleep. *looks over at Punk D, who is still sleeping quietly* |
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| Cerebricona | Aug 21 2004, 09:32 AM Post #94 |
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Dakkon Antilles, President of Cerebricona
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OOC: I may or may not be available as the ceremonies go on, so assume I'm as lively as ever, applauding at the appropriate places, tearing up as they kiss, the usual . Just don't want to seem absent for anyone, or for my date!
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| Entrance (Starcra) | Aug 21 2004, 09:48 AM Post #95 |
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*paces up and down the church as a form of exercise* |
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| Siwenna | Aug 21 2004, 10:21 AM Post #96 |
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Daedalus Arius the elder has concealed two things this day successfully. His oxygen bottle (A special small and discrete one in a side belt with a little mask in his jacket pocket.) and his own person from the ever protective Amazonian guard that his loving and cherished Meritocratic wife and consort Senatrix Paige sent with him to keep him from falling into harm's way. However the latter success was not to be maintained for much longer for indeed Morgaine, Paige's close friend and Daedalus's "chaperone" for this visit to the lands of Shaft, appeared under the massive archway of the cathedral entrance and scanned the vast rows of pews and milling diginitaries for her wayward "charge." Two other younger and more martial appearing ladies, well toned and broad shouldered of the Amazonian guard appeared behind her carrying a large personal case and they bore looks of business and serious purpose. The shining green eyes of Morgaine scanned the room from under her cropped bangs and her long braided auburn hair which was wound up in a coil atop her head adding much height to her already towering, powerful, and very beautiful middle aged form. Daedalus crouched down in the middle pew which had not as yet filled with guests. He knew it was a matter of a few seconds before he would be spotted and discretely got up and made for the nearest exit and took refuge in the Gentleman's water closet. Refuge it proved not to be for the thick wooden door had not quite eased itself shut when it was pushed open with inexorable force and Morgaine entered without hesitation. The WC's only other occupant immediately concluded his "business," omitted a hand washing and exited swiftly. She eyed her quarry for a moment who somewhat sheepishly eyed her back. The two ladies of the guard took up position outside the WC and effectively made it "Out of Service." Morgaine seemed to try to compose several different things at once and after shaking her head just a bit and clenching her fists only uttered, as if an emission from an overheated steam boiler through the safety valve, a low, curt, cutoff and exasperated "....shit!" common to irritated people of station. Milord Daedalus! Why do you persist so in being the truant? Two thirds of a second are spent in a green basilisk glare that said "Don't bother answering." The glare turned to much muted visual horror at the suit in which Daedalus chose to wear. Daedalus takes a short breath and feels just a twinge of hypoxic inner bowel "terror" but conceals this. Morgana then relaxes her posture, softens her facial expression and says "Breathe..." The mask is withdrawn and a few breaths of oxygen and mist of dilating steroid and albuterol avert what was about to come and what has come with less mercy these past few months. With re-oxygenation came the barest outlines of arousal and even the beginnings of a naughty thought, quickly dismissed, as the flaring, spiculated, laminar aura of this magnificent super woman envelopes his own as the sun's own outbursts do to its planets. Daedalus basks in it feeling fulfilled in his errant ways and in Morgana's final victory in his "capture." "Taking public transportation and risking your person so by slipping out the way you did will displease milady greatly. But then, help her as I do, need to know all detail she does not, only that the trust to keep you safe is well placed. Fortunately for my own peace of mind Milday may yet be able to attend to this event and to you in person." Daedalus relies: "Safety is for those who have outlived themselves." and chortles slightly at his own perceived and unintentional wit. "But I am indebted to you for your discretion." The chortle catches on within himself and the whole morning's episode seemed now so comical. "Think so that your demise will bring on such a reaction from Lady Paige?" "I would hope so..better than grieving over me in advance. How silly and stupid it is to be angry at one another or despondent between the lifetimes <chuckles some more.> Morgaine, still in a "business" mode, lets this last statement, as she has some of Daedalus's other nonsensical metaphysical utterances, pass through her without processing it and discontinues this conversation and the case is called for and opened. Within 15 minutes a new and different, more pleasantly aromatic Daedalus is dressed and ready for official presentation. A barely discernable aroma of sandalwood incense and vanilla exudes from Lady Paige's cologne of choice for him. "There!, the man I know is finally before me!" Morgaine exclaims. "As much as you have sentimental attachment to the suit in which you first danced with Milady, your current reality and measurements are no longer congruent." Daedalus is much pleased at the image in the mirror and feels a flush of reaffirmation in his presence and form. He dares for this moment to feel alive. Morgaine holds out one item in it's small sheath. "I'll not speculate on the fate of those items which you did remember to bring." Daedalus holds and turns over the ceremonial honour dagger which he and Senatrix Paige took into orbit with them on their own elopement and honeymoon oh so long ago and seemingly now in a different life. This is to be an unwrapped gift for it must be presented a certain way. Milady will be ever so pleased. |
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| Elizabiethian | Aug 21 2004, 10:30 AM Post #97 |
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Got Rock?
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thank you for the punch! *reaches into purse & pulls out a tissue* Dont worry about the clumsiness i'm kinda clumsy too. |
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| Jack_Tarr | Aug 21 2004, 11:11 AM Post #98 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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****paces frantically back and forth behind the pulpit wondering...where the heck is bitsy who is supposed to help him with the nups and also, the organist hasn't shown up yet...this calls for more punch!!! :shooters |
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| parrrrtay | Aug 21 2004, 11:21 AM Post #99 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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Hot! HOt!! HOT!!! Can Jacksong and I get a dance at the reception? |
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| Dilber | Aug 21 2004, 11:31 AM Post #100 |
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Dilber sees the rest of the west pacific already move in, and I follow behind them, and sit a row behind them |
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