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| Keep On Running; Where next for the intrepid couple ... | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 16 2004, 08:30 AM (892 Views) | |
| PapaC | Sep 16 2004, 08:30 AM Post #1 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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... Continued From PC and JD descend the new thread from the balcony of JD's suite in The Sett Hotel and drop lightly to the floor. They look around for the paparazzi, but none can be seen. The sound of baying and the flashing of cameras is, however, very evident from just around the corner outside the World Institute main entrance on Badger Boulevard. Music can be heard from somewhere in the middle distance
"Got the envelope?" asks JD. "Of course," replies PC. |
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| j delight | Sep 16 2004, 08:43 AM Post #2 |
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*disguised as Emperor Kloister, JD commandeers a motorbike from a passerby. As the innocent raises a fist and curses at Kloister, JD slips into her riding gear, grabs onto PC's handle and away they go...*![]() (dang! was that a camera flash?) |
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| parrrrtay | Sep 20 2004, 06:40 PM Post #3 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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Have no fear, after further secret service intelligent investigating. I was able to prove the picture was taken by a crowd of people who just got off a sight-seeing bus. Nothing more than damn amatures, if I do say so!
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| kloister | Sep 21 2004, 04:11 AM Post #4 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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After yesterday's little furore, the cameras of said amateur papparazzi were confiscated by the BIA. It would appear that this is the best they could manage...
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| j delight | Sep 22 2004, 03:03 PM Post #5 |
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continued from the Nightclub Crazy... Phew! That was close! If I know JT, he'll be here soon. I just hope he can keep his mouth shut, especially around Parrrrtay. She is some kind of kisser, that one is, and if she gets suspicious, well... thar he blows! (to use the sailor's parlance) :lol: *as "Justin/Willie" slows the taxi and pulls into an abandoned warehouse down by the docks, the two have a bit of privacy and a chance to... relax.* :lol: Did you see the paper this morning? Couldn't even print a picture of us. Did YOU have anything to do with the missing photo? (see above post) |
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| Jack_Tarr | Sep 22 2004, 06:00 PM Post #6 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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***rows in from his schooner, ties the dinghy to the dock and climbs the ladder. ***looks around and sees nothing and no one! Ponders if maybe this was all a plot to get him to leave the club for some sinister reason. ***decides to wait a while and sits down on a piling. :wacko: |
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| j delight | Sep 22 2004, 06:10 PM Post #7 |
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Did you hear that? I think that was JT. Let's go...and by the way, grrrr...baby, nice disguise - kind of scary. <bweg> *They sneak down to the dock and hide behind a pillar. JD throws a small rock and as JT turns to look, the moonlight reveals her friend* Jack! Are we good to go? You didn't talk to PArrrrtay by any chance did you? *glances at him and then at "Willie"* Oh, by the way, I'm Kay and this is Willie, if anyone asks.
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| Jack_Tarr | Sep 22 2004, 06:17 PM Post #8 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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AHHHHHHH!! There you are! Good thing I'm not twins, if I was I'd be a pair ah noids! Ok, the schooner is all provisioned and got the bar re stocked too. I haven't seen Parrrtay although I sure wish I would But anyway, I'll leave it up to you. Do you want me to go with you and run the boat or do you really think you can handle her? |
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| PapaC | Sep 22 2004, 06:26 PM Post #9 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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'Willie' steps out of the shadows and moves towards Jack. "Pleased to make your acquaintance Jack, I've heard a lot about you - some good, some better, some just damned hilarious. Here - have a bottle of Scatanian single malt (Glensporrangie 50-year old). Sorry it ain't rum, but I'm sure you'll find it to your liking. Glensporrangie 50 is particularly good and there are only a few bottles remaining. "Kay" here will explain why we've come to you for help. Suffice to say that there will, without doubt, be serious international repercussions unless we can get clear from here. Take my hand, offered in friendship. The nations of Scatania and Entyre Universe will owe you a profound debt of gratitude. Jack - we who are about to depart salute you. Take care my friend, watch your back and back your watch. |
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| j delight | Sep 22 2004, 06:34 PM Post #10 |
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You men and your spirits. :lol: *sighing broadly, JD takes JT's hands in hers and says...* This isn't a pleasure cruise we're taking, my friend, we need to leave the area as quickly as possible. I wouldn't ask you to endanger yourself by coming with us. Just think of this (takes a medium-sized bag of Scatanian gold from "Willie's" hand and gives it to JT) as a deposit for the Zen in the Wind, should anything happen. *JD fights back tears now as she realizes this may be the last time she sees her favorite Dutch Uncle. This is not just a matter of privacy, but of international peace. But tomorrow will be a new day and they are running out of time and darkness by which to escape* Thank you, Jack... for everything. *She gives him a long lingering kiss and takes the rope from his hand. PC/"Willie" helps her into the dinghy and they row out to the schooner |
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| Jack_Tarr | Sep 22 2004, 08:07 PM Post #11 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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***watches Kay and Willie row off towards his beloved Zen in the Wind and suddenly realizes they will be sailing off with his home!! ***Takes a sip of the single malt...not baaaaaad at all. ***Goes to the local ATM and deposits his bag of gold, heads back toward the club wondering where he'll sleep tonight.
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| j delight | Sep 22 2004, 08:18 PM Post #12 |
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The note in his pocket reads:
Continued at the Nightclub Crazy... |
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| parrrrtay | Sep 23 2004, 05:01 PM Post #13 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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OHHHHHHHHHHH JD and JT *Click-Click* As the beautiful JD tries to hid her face with her hair (as if that would shield her) ![]() |
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| j delight | Sep 23 2004, 08:30 PM Post #14 |
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ABOARD THE GOOD SHIP, ZEN IN THE WIND...![]() *After what seemed like a few moments, but was actually a beautiful night of...relaxation, JD rubs her eyes and shakes her head to wake up. A look of total exasperation quickly replaces that rather sweet contented look, when she sees the front page of the South Pacific Tattler.* Damn. Look at that. Ah well, at least we got far enough offshore to avoid being photographed again ... for now. *She thinks to herself as she slips quietly out of the bunk and searches for the envelope. Finding another fake ID that says she is blond and 40, JD practices her new name and watches as PC sleeps *Janet Evening... Janet Evening... *looking at the fake marriage certificate (ooh, married people's discount at the casinos!) * Sam and Janet Evening. Hello, we're Sam and Janet Evening. Enchante' *Later, as they enjoy a private breakfast, The Two don't realize how well these photgraphers have been trained and little do they know that THIS photo is destined to be plastered across not only the front page of the SP Tattler, but the Scatanian Bugle as well...*
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| kloister | Sep 24 2004, 05:44 AM Post #15 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*The carrier pigeon circles high in the air, spots its target and swoops down to the deck of the schooner. The pigeon alights on the roof hatch and pecks a greeting to the inhabitants of the captains cabin... ...J pops her head through the hatch and is greeting by the gentle cooing of the pigeon... Ah you must be Ralph, Kloister said he would communicate any important information via you, my fine feathered friend. Now lets take a look what you have for us here! *Ralph offers J his left leg and she gentle unfurls the parchment note that is attached* It reads The paparazzi are getting more difficult to control. The BIA is taking further steps to ensure your continued safety. It is not advisable that you return to shore at the present time. Will be in touch. Kloister. |
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| PapaC | Sep 24 2004, 08:14 AM Post #16 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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PC rouses himself from the big fluffy chair. He looks at his new identity papers spread out on the table and the clothing draped over the back of the chair. "I'm gonna miss that kilt," he thinks to himself, "so comfortable and VERY convenient. Bye Willie.""Sam and Janet Evening eh? Very clever," he murmers, brightening at the thought of being "married" to his Princess. He sheds the kilt, dons the trousers, and joins JD at the hatch. "Who is it, dear?" he enquires, getting into character very quickly. "Oh, hi Ralph," he says, spotting the pigeon. "Makes a change from him 'spotting' me," he thinks. Ralph coos. "It's a message from Kloister at the BIA," says Janet. "He reckons the paparazzi are getting out of hand. What do you think we ought to do? ... Apart from that - you devil you," she says, catching the gleam in his eye. "I have an idea," says Sam. "Kloister once recommended the Maldives to me. Has he ever told you he's been there? Well he has. No, really ... he has. And it's VERY nice ...allegedly. We could hoist the sails and make a run for there if you like. But in the meantime ..." |
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| j delight | Sep 24 2004, 11:46 AM Post #17 |
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Mmmm... sure, I thought you'd never ask. Shall we then?*Janet puts on a record and they dance around the cabin* Some enchanted evening You may see a stranger You may see a stranger Across a crowded room And somehow you know, You know even then That somewhere You'll see her again and again Some enchanted evening, Someone may be laughing You may hear him laughing Across a crowded room And night after night, As strange as it seems The sound of hhis laughter Will sing in your dreams Who can explain it, Who can tell you why Fools give you reasons, Wise men never try Some enchanted evening, When you find your true love When you feel her call you Across a crowded room Then fly to her side And make her your own Or all through your life You may dream all alone Once you have found him, never let him go Once you have found her, Never let her go
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| PapaC | Sep 24 2004, 11:51 AM Post #18 |
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Janet, darling ... you're playing our song. :lol: |
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| j delight | Sep 24 2004, 12:12 PM Post #19 |
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Welll... yes it is. I thought it would help us hoist the sails and get going toward the Maldives... did you say? Never heard of them. I hope they have a big casino. So here... put on these sunglasses I picked out for you. Nice, aren't they?
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| PapaC | Sep 24 2004, 12:15 PM Post #20 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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Once we drop anchor you'll be able to play poker to your heart's content.
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| j delight | Sep 24 2004, 03:50 PM Post #21 |
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Goodie! I hope there's an opening at the Texas Hold'em table. *thinks about Texas Hold'em ....* Oh, <ahem> yes, well now... sometime between here and the Maldives, I think you and I had better get some formal statements for the press. I know The Entyre Universe is holding its breath wondering where I am and what's going on. |
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| kloister | Sep 24 2004, 04:58 PM Post #22 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*As Sam & Janet Evening reach simultaneously for the pencil and jumbo jotter pad, the radio is accidentally switched on...The following song can be heard as it is piped into the rather cosy cabin...* You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like Heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. Pardon the way that I stare. There's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak. There are no words left to speak, But if you feel like I feel, Please let me know that it's real. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. I love you, baby, And if it's quite alright, I need you, baby, To warm a lonely night. I love you, baby. Trust in me when I say: Oh, pretty baby, Don't bring me down, I pray. Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay And let me love you, baby. Let me love you. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like Heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off you. I love you, baby, And if it's quite alright, I need you, baby, To warm a lonely night. I love you, baby. Trust in me when I say: Oh, pretty baby, Don't bring me down, I pray. Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay.. *Ah good ol' Frankie* |
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| j delight | Sep 25 2004, 03:17 PM Post #23 |
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*After days of ... relaxing... and beautiful music, 'Janet' finally puts together a statement to her nation, and calls her pigeon friend in from the mast*
Ralph, please make sure my mother gets this. She is in the log cabin at the outskirts of Auda City. *Giving Ralph's head a gentle pat and feeding him a bit of bagel crust, She carefully ties the parchment note to his leg and lifts him up into the wind. Her breath catches as she sees the beauty of the Maldives for the first time...* Sssam - that's amazing. *is all she can say before tears fill her eyes*
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| kloister | Sep 26 2004, 03:06 AM Post #24 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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Ooo Ooo... Did I tell you that I have been to the Maldives? Can't remember if I have mentioned it before or not! :lol: |
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| PapaC | Sep 26 2004, 07:39 AM Post #25 |
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Sam emerges on deck and slips an arm round Janet's trim waist. He gently wipes the tear from her cheek and they gaze in wonder at the island. "Beautiful," he says, "and the island isn't bad either." They watch as Ralph soars like an eagle on the light refreshing breeze, winging his way to Auda City with his precious message. "Hey, those decoys sure did a good job of distracting the paparazzi for us while we made our escape, didn't they?" said Sam. Janet laughed that tinkling laugh of hers and said, "They certainly did. Worth every wazzock." |
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from the big fluffy chair. He looks at his new identity papers spread out on the table and the clothing draped over the back of the chair. "I'm gonna miss that kilt," he thinks to himself, "so comfortable and VERY convenient. Bye Willie."

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