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| Betrothal Bash at The Playhouse; The Engagement of PapaC and J Delight | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 29 2004, 11:40 PM (2,606 Views) | |
| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 11:38 AM Post #126 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Takes a wrench to the stubborn bottle.* Damn...you... I command....Open!!! *Hires a DwarfOpenerŽ to the rescue, and busies himself with ham, veal, and salmon samwiches for the dwarves, a specality.* |
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| Military Force | Dec 10 2004, 11:40 AM Post #127 |
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Wandering Ghost
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Hey be careful with those ok? it's quality stuff. |
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 11:46 AM Post #128 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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Do not vorry, my Dwarves could carry 5 feet of glass for three miles! *Looks at the wrench in his hand.* And I usually do not manage glass... |
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| king j | Dec 10 2004, 11:50 AM Post #129 |
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Return of the King
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wow this looks like some sort of party, they do say its fashionable to turn up late, but i wonder if they meant this late. * Turns to the bar * Are there any drinks left im gasping for a beer. |
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| kloister | Dec 10 2004, 11:54 AM Post #130 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*Kloister and Mr Jones, who are both still sat at the bar turn to welcome the much travelled King J...* Hey King J...Good to see you there, my sporting buddy...Shufty up Mr Jones and make room for our friend here...Barman...A beer for King J and a couple more Creme de Menthe for Mr Jones and I... Better late than never...Mind you I am still waiting for my date to arrive...If you are fashionable late then I expect my Lizzie to fall off the catwalk any time soon
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| king j | Dec 10 2004, 12:01 PM Post #131 |
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Return of the King
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* Sits down next to Kloister and Mr Jones* Thank you my friend, the thing is theres fashionable then theres blown out. * Takes a really big mouthful of beer and burps really loudly* Better out then in they say. |
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 12:01 PM Post #132 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Summons a Badger Beer and Creme de Menthe.* |
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| kloister | Dec 10 2004, 12:04 PM Post #133 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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Cheers all round...Good Health...And Phew!..Mind not breathing in my direction King J... :lol:
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 12:04 PM Post #134 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Turns to a supicious-looking character.* Ze rain in ae Carribean is beautiful. Quickly, zeese wall heve ears. *Leads him down to the cellar, than quickly clorophorms him and has a bunch of dwarves lock him up momentarily.* I vill be momentarily absent, Rogbert vill take your orders. *A suprisingly tall dwarf (4 feet) with red hair and broen beard starts taking orders.* |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 12:05 PM Post #135 |
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Well well well, if it isn't MrCrazy. :lol: *saunters up to KJ and gives him a clip on the back of the head - nicely of course - wouldn't want to break a friend's teeth on a bottle of beer* Good to see you.
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| PapaC | Dec 10 2004, 12:07 PM Post #136 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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PapaC waves to Kloister and King J from the table in the corner where he is sitting with the delectable Lady J. *wave* "Hi guys! Thanks for coming. Just watch out for the Kimono Dragon" "You know," he says to his Princess, "I don't understand that Smarti at all. I've just been trying to lipread him and he's so condufing. Why would anyone want to carry on with five glass dwarfs with three feet and a smile?" |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 12:09 PM Post #137 |
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Honey, I think you've been at that SSM enough for now.
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| king j | Dec 10 2004, 12:20 PM Post #138 |
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Return of the King
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*Removes bottle from the back of his throat where it unsuprisingly got lodged when JD clipped him round the head* Why thank you kindly ma'am for inviting me and for the unexpected prezzie *KJ spins round in his stool and notices that JD is now sitting next to PapaC* Hey you dont half move quick, Hi there PapaC *KJ raises his bottle and salutes the happy couple* Congrats to you both |
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| Caer Rialis | Dec 10 2004, 12:23 PM Post #139 |
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Asleep
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In a hushed whisper Now, lad, how do you kill a vampire? Aidan sighs as they approach the unsuspecting bartender, his Bloody Mary standing on the small shelf behind him. As they creep forward, the Tanist thinks, I'd better amuse him, until we can get the bodyguards to whisk that DJ to safety Expose them to sunlight or decapitate them, Pop. Good, good, stake through the heart only immobilizes the wee nasties. Still makes it easier to decapitate them. Making a motion, Aidan directs the bodyguards to cover the poor unsuspecting bartender. Suddenly he stops, quite worried now Pop, I know you got the stake, but how were you planning the decaptitation. The crafty old man looks back, a wry smile on his face. I think a guitar string would do nicely. Why don't you go 'commandeer' that fancy guitar the nice lady gave to her beau? |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 01:33 PM Post #140 |
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:lol: Thanks KJ! Enjoy yourself, the party has just begun! *JD turns back to her Highlander and giggles as he shows her the latest Polaroids of the guests...* Wow... now that one of KJ burping is going on the fridge, don't you think? And what is this weird glowing thing behind... wait, wasn't this supposed to be a picture of Smarti struggling with that bottle of wine? *She looks up only to see the blurr of a kilt in motion toward the patio. Wonders suddenly what happened to the Scatanian Royal Guard...* |
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 01:53 PM Post #141 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Emerges, looking satisfied, talking on a cell phone.* Yes, ze black bird is vite. Heheheheh... Yes, he vill stay zat vey. Ven are you picking up ze papers? Beautiful. *Speaks in russian.* Goodbye. *Pockets it and grins broadly.* Fpr ze next 15 minutes, everzng iz on ze house! |
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| Jack_Tarr | Dec 10 2004, 02:39 PM Post #142 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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*Noticing a slight lull in the festivities, JT strolls over to Bob Upendown, speaking to Bob in a low tone nobody else could hear, Bob smiles as he accepts the $50 Darryayahan Gold Dubloon* *Slipping off his toga, JT stands there looking Slicker Than S - -t in his white dancing clothes* *Walking ovet to JD and PC, he looks at PC as he takes JD's hand and states: "Do You Mind If I Dance Wif Your Date?" *With a look of {Will Wicked Uncle Jackie Ever Go Away} on his face, PC bites the bullet, kisses JD on the cheek as he releases her hand* *As JD and JT walk onto the dance floor, Bob Upendown turns up the volume as a TANGO begins to fill the room* *JD and JT cut quite a rug as the go from one end of the dance floor to the other.*
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| Jack_Tarr | Dec 10 2004, 02:40 PM Post #143 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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*As the music ends, JT gives JD a kiss on her cheek and escorts her back to PC, returns to the bar and attempts to catch his breath.* |
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| Fudgie | Dec 10 2004, 04:43 PM Post #144 |
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Guy Fawkes' Campaign Manager
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Certainly sir ![]() Would you lead the way? |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 05:07 PM Post #145 |
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*Laughing a thank you and handing JT a hanky to wipe his brow, JD can't recall ever hearing the tango version of La Vida Loca, and where does the DJ find these gems anyway?* Seeing that her kimono took quite a beating during that last dance, JD slips it off her shoulders and steps free...* ![]() There, that's better. *Keeping an eye out toward the patio, JD and PC mingle for a bit and then walk nonchalantly toward the basement and down the stairs. They see no evidence of tartan, otter fur or brass buckles. Deciding that the singing kite is best left discarded in the corner, they peek into the wine cellar and nothing seems amiss there either. * PC says, "I didn't realize this was all opened up again. See that passageway there? It actually leads across Badger Boulevard and under the WIBA. They may have gone that way. I'll have Eammon head back over to headquarters and do a search of the grounds." Damn, he thinks to himself in italics again, where could all those badgers have gotten to now? *As they grab another bottle or two of Beaujolais Nouveau, they carefully pick their way through the puddles of bile, blood and beer and just catch sight of DWC staggering artlessly across the lawn and falling at the steps leading up to the trailer, where his beloved Lucy Maud is recouperating in style. They watch with mild concern as he blubbers her name and tears at his clothes.* Oh boy, I do hope no one from SCANDAL magazine gets a hold of this. But... we could do with a shot for our Betrothal Album, eh? :none: *PC whips out the Polaroid from his sporran and snaps a few shots, catching different light angles and one close-up showing DWC's discarded hat, which really didn't do his total outfit justice. They notice for the first time, that he had been wearing Hawaiian print boxers under his black duster and raise eyebrows to each other* Who knew?
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 05:21 PM Post #146 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Pulling a gun, Vlodmekov walks toward the two figures in the darkness.* Who are you!? Vot are you doing here!? |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 05:49 PM Post #147 |
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Excuse me? *JD and PC turn to face the man with the gun, all laughter gone for a moment* Who the HELL are you? *Several clicks are heard at about knee-height as badger agents step from the shadows, weapons aimed up on target* |
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 05:59 PM Post #148 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Vlodmekov look quite suprised and puts the gun away quickly.* It iz I. I heve been making communications vith a certain Agency, of vitch I am not at liberty do reveal. They heve told me to be oin ze lookout for two people, a man and voman, matching your statures. They, heve certain object zat zey do bot vish to be stolen, so, as you may imagine, quite a few people heve been trying to do just zat. By ze vay, you needent heve ever vorried, ze gun vas not loaded. *Dissapears into the night. leaving the aura of untold secrets and danger.* |
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| j delight | Dec 10 2004, 06:04 PM Post #149 |
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What the...? *Bewildered, they wonder if there will be even a moment's peace at this party. the badgers withdraw once again, but keep close by as the intrepid pair head back inside. They stop by the bar and get a couple of wine glasses and a bottle of tonic water from a dwarf, who seems to have spilled a Bloody Mary on his shirt and whose gaze is a bit cloudy* :none: |
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| Semartica | Dec 10 2004, 06:17 PM Post #150 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Vlodmekov walks back into his place, telling the Dwarf to wash up, the stain on his shirt is grossing customers and hoping, praying, that JD and PC did'nt recognise his voice.* It vould be easy to do.... Zey do not know. Zey know too much! *Vlodmekov is suddenley pulled out of his trance by shouting voices, and overlooks a drunken brawl, witch he hurredley stops.* (p.s. woah, I'm a Druid) |
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