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A normal day in the Dragon then...
(One of those British lot that quietly loathes Independence Day)
Happy Independence to y'all
a hard fought victory, indeed ... http://i1251.photobucket.com/albums/...psf9aa7e49.jpg
Happy 'MERICA day
Indeed. With KA's troops fighting along with mine, the common area is OURS!!! However, with Rembrandt (now the official Wise Guy) to oppose us, it'll be a hard fight over the bar.
The Dungeons though... The Dungeons... I fear that many troops won't survive the attack there, especially with Simba guarding the entrance.
Our remaining troops where awaiting their fate. Poised in a desparate defensive line a'fore the dungeon wall mural of the Frozen North, by Cies Glevehardt.
Wicked to the core, Rembrenten's forces, from below where eeeeeevil lurks in every decayed heart, obtained the wind gauge on this battle.
The smell of fresh blood reaked throughout the passage ways, increasing the blood lust of the denizens from hell, to continue their assault.
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From above, a lone sentry heard the wails of his friends and comrads in arms. Thinking quick, he poured hell from above, in the form of molten lead ...
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... upon the Tempest of Hades, Rembranten's ghostly ship of the line.
Rembranten, never giving up, fought to the death, his ninth and a half death, yet taking many many a brave troop belonging to General Cosmic Fury and Admiral King Alboin with him ....
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the howling of the dead echoes in a hellish memory ... who is to say the battle is not still fought in hell by the souls gripped in the eternal struggle betwix good and evil ... No man cept those who ply the ashen fields.
THE BAR IS OURS!!! THE BAR IS OURS!!!
Today has been a glorious day, and the Wise Guy lies defeated and in chains, having been consigned to the Dungeons, in the "loving care" of Simba and Kitti...
Patriotism and rowdiness, the king and queen of clubs, as well as name-giving, and a menagerie of cats, makes a full house of fools, I thought.
Cuffs, manacles, on earth a bane, a bane to my hands, which I employ most cleverly when they aren't broken. I supposed I would find stocks in some part of this dungeon where they kept the prisoners of a more pretty sort. The large artists cloak in which I keep my tools intact around me, I reached for my file, and whistling a country song, began filling. That's when the big cat caught my eye just outside the bars of the cell keeping guard.
"Hello Righteous Brother!" I purred. The cat preened a little and I thought, ought I reach for the brush?
"Feline friend, does your highness enjoy the flattery of fools and gods?" The big cat starred at me, ruffling not a virtue.
My options turning and revolving in my head, I supposed the more intuitive faculties would be best used, that is, speech, sight, sounds. My eye was yet untrained to the new surrounding, this ever updating portraiture was playing tricks with me anyways. Cannons, smoke? Why bother? What terrible regression was this using jewels as jewelry and not in some invention of optic light and furry? What had happened to the mind of man, that they desired a scummy bar to a shining palace? Well, not that I hadn't seen the palace in the distance. Damn my fiending need for smoke and drink! I ought to have explored.
"Now, now, my library ought to be dukedom enough!" Reaching for my harmonica, I play a blues bar or two, I play a protest song with a folksy american twang in it, I feel almost untrained but the cloud of unkowing in my mind parts easily to bestow on me renewed knowledge of the reed. The cat roared with insipid and brutish ingratitude, and bolted down the corridor, I know not where. I would have been nervous but, quick as a fiddle my trick was accomplished, and in through the barred window of the cell came delivered my usual paper in these regions, "The Moral Immortal" vol.21, issue 2. I sort of became catatonic, reading the paper was work, learning the brush again would be work, living again would be work.
But now a new conundrum came about my mind: chains! How would I wear my chains, from the left or from the right hand? Left for chains, right for the brush, I supposed. And with that, I took out my file and began edging away at the link connecting the right manacle and the rest of the links. The cat, obviously bound to some duty in the dungeon, or perhaps a little too enthusiastically house trained by the dungeon master, came back to haunt the halls once more. Useless to try to get outside, unless I would like teethmarks before tattoos. So I filed down that right hand manacle until the chain was free, and then grabbing the chain in both hands, I imagined my next fight. The length was good, long enough to use a a choke, short enough not to trip over, funny I thought, that things always work out in these pleasant and more civilized regions. And with that thought I took the paper and sat down to get my bearings. If only I had got my own pipe instead of borrowing some fellows, I thought regretfully. Oh well.
Attachment 259
"Hello Righteous Brother!"
*walks by Rembrandten's dungeon cell*
*notices the sketch*
Hmmm, you know?, grace in defeat is an admirable quality very few possess. I for one am bereft of such virtues.
Ye get some extra slop in your gruel for exhibiting such a virtue.
an 'ere, take this bottle of rum ...
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for solace, if thar be eny,
an 'ere be a pipe an flint tin ...
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Ne'er say, Kitti's [MsB's] dungeon is nought hospitable.
*heads off to me ship, to check on me First Mate an prisoner*
*"accidently" drops an extra set of dungeon cell keys on the stone floor, [bout one yard from the cell hinge]
I've been drinking rum in this dank cell for ages, I am no closer to the end of the paper than two days past, despite having read threescore pages, I see the keys but dare not stick out my arm let the cat should bite it.
I holler, holler at the top of my lungs so that the realm, nay, the world can hear me. I don't think anyone is coming to help.
*visits the dungeon*
I think our worthy adversary's time in prison is about over. I'll give you a parole.
*opens the door and lets the Wise Guy out*
Sorry Simba....maybe next time...
You...you gave him parole.
*looks o we shoulder*
<.<
>.>
*looking o me shoulder, to make sure no soul be following, all'st I see is a deserted street an the Green Dragon Tavern's sally port. Ne'er a peep from d' town...
http://i1362.photobucket.com/albums/...psa0009295.jpg ...
*trusting no one, I take a winding circuitous path [only because I'm drunked'd]"urrrrrgh arrrrr urrrrrgh, hic ... yarrr" straight to me ship,
the Queen's Retribution, formerly HfrigginMS Galliant. ...
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*looking for me First Mate, I find her on the quarter deck, standing there looking all too smug, hinting a smile at me.
"Aye, me suspects someone's been in the sugar again, why for ye look so happy? hmmm? Thy cannons all polished? Shoot some arse in the face?" I says.
She thrusts a wanted bill in me glove, points to me name, an burst out laughing ...
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I read the bill, an spy her amusement. 0.0
"Why yes, me proper name is Kingsly, what's so funny about Kinglsy? not piratey enough?
she keels over with laughter.
"urrrrgh, aye, tis why I shortened it to King, you see. Oh look'see 'ere? I am now worth 10,000 in gold. nice. I am finally getting the recognition I deserve."
She then shows me, another wanted bill, with her image 'splayed over it. ...
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"32,000!!?!"
*she boles over a'laughing now. Tears, she's actually gots tears running down her face. Me suspects she will have to attend the little lady's closet, next*
~oh I know I shant ever live this down~
"Hmmmphrrah, Well, enough of this frivolity," I says, handing her a silken hankerchief.
"Report on our provisions, Vice-Captain la Vindii?" trying to sound authoritative.
Instantly she produces a list of items in inventory:
Molasses -- 5 barrels
Rum -- 10 hogsheads
Sugar -- 5 barrels
Salted Beef -- 20 barrels
Salted Pork -- 12 barrels
Flour -- 34 casks
Limes -- 22 casks
Black Powder -- 150 barrels
Iron Shot
32 pndr -- 200
24 pndr -- 450
12 pndr -- 450
Pickled onions -- 14 casks
Rice -- 24 barrels
Vinegar -- 7 barrels
Salt -- 14 casks
Tallow Candles -- 45 crates
Hard Tack -- 50 crates
Fresh Water -- 65 barrels ...
... I continue reading the list
That's nothing compared to the time I turned myself in and got 100,000 gold pieces and then escaped with the loot... All with the help of Simba. He's a great lion...
... Pickled pickles -- 13 barrels
Black Whole Pepper -- 22 barrels
Fire Wood -- fully stocked
Tobacco {Virginian Colony} -- 64 oaken casks
Tobacco {Cubana} -- 43 crates
Oh? lookie 'ere, anudder wanted bill, let us seeeeeeeee ....
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Jumpin Jehosephat's fat cat 0.O, *hmmm, considers bounty for just a split second* nah, never b'tray another Cap'n unless of course he be b'trayin me first.
*continues ticking off provisions list*
Spare Sail Cloth:
Mizzen's -- 3 hanks
Main's -- 9 hanks
Fore's -- 6 hanks
Spare Rope:
Hemp -- 28 skeins
Coconut -- 45 skeins
Tar -- 29 barrels
Well I'll be. Another bill?
*unfurls* ..
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*sneaks in*
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*steals a bottle o' vodka*
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*sneaks out*
^Look out, we're in trouble now. Luda's in town.
Ohhi there Luda. :D
Yaaaarrrrr, me wifey`kins made it .... http://i1362.photobucket.com/albums/...ps7814c54c.gif ..=)'
Well now, hmmmm urrrgh well stocked hmmm? well you see the Fury has plenty of rum.
He has:
Rum
Spiced Rum
Unspiced Rum
Roll Over Rum
Donald Rumsfield
Rummy on the Beach
Rummy in the Corner
Rum in a Jar
Rum in a Cup
Rum in a Stein
Rum all the Time
Rum in a Tankard
Gin in a Spankard
Blue Rum
Green Rum
Purple and White Rum
redruM redruM redruM "Heeeere's Johnny!!" 0.0
Rum from the East
Rum from the West
Rum Rum Rum till thy tummy feels the best
Rum Cake
Rum Pie
Rum Steak
Rum Cookies
Rum's in my eye? ~how'd dat happen?~ *hic* o.0
Rumnimminy Rumnimminy Rumnim churoooh, these are the spirits that might best fit yooooou?
Four Score and seven rums ago, our sea wenches brought forth a barrel of rum for all mankind and womankind in like to enjoy a reeeeeally good buzz
Rum on the table
Rum on the pane
Rum as a colonic, causes nuffin butt pain
Rumby playoffs
Rum by Itself
Rum with Water
Rum with Mates
Rum with Gunpowder blows ye mates in the water
Rum Tales
Rum Gaffs
Rum Stories
Rum Laughs
Rum Rum Rum Rum, Ruuuuuum Ruuuuuuum Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum Ruuuuuuuuuuuummmmmm, Harleys
Got Rum?
Yes. and a bunch of other perilous spirits ...
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and one cigar ...
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OH? and a chocolate fountain, and a beer vending machine.
We won them in the revolutionary war, yeppers, "merica gots the land and the islands, and we got the fountain and machine. Fair spoils I say.
What say you?
i say hand over the spirits, you can keep the rest. ;)
hmmokay.. 'll take the cigar too
Need to celebrate my victories!
Victories is it? Well now, that deserves sumtin special.
*lights your cigar, whilst I think*
*gets to work*
'Ere ye go, m'lady, a
Golden Galleon Goblet Guilded with Agave' Grandizing the Gladness of thy Glorious Grace ...
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and for Morgan le Fay,
Copious Quantities of Coconut Concoctions, Containing a Caske of Liquor
aside Caressing Tropical Limes ...
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an last but ne'er least, for Misstress Kitti [MsBHaven],
Passionate be-Petaled Purple Persuasion Piqued to Perfection ...
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=P`
and for meself?
Bountiful Booze Azure'd in Blue ...
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MmmMmmmm!!
>.>
<.<
*slams purple pleasures of purrrrfection*
...damn fine concoction m'Lord! Gratitude for whettin thy whistle! This action alone shall save you from the depths of my 'quarters'
Luda!! Darrrrling! c'mere n gimme some love! Bout time you graced us w/ your presence!
Ya know, I believe this place could use a barten-head-mistress-der, no??
*puts work to Green Dragon's tired music box*
http://ts3.mm.bing.net/th?id=H.48418...70418&pid=15.1
-mixes in a bit of the new world flash-
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...helps to drown out the wretched screamin from below quite nicely I must say! :cool:
Whew!! Worked up an incredible thirst...grabs some random bottle & pours
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Ahh, all that stealing made me thirsty. I'd like the Summer Special, please!
My dear Kitteh.. 've missed ya tooooooooooooo
*jumps through mid air and lands in a bear hug*
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Are you all playing the game too or just hanging in the bar all the time... ;)
ooOoooOoo!! How I luffs tha Luda Bear Hugs!! -swoons-
I actually started playing the game, I'm in the Forest Realm in the Light of Ra & my Guild is Watehaven :cool: However! I have been on vacation and have to get back in there. Are you playin??
One Summer Speciale` comin RIGHT up, Cosmic! (No worries Luda...I made enough for us to share!)
http://ts3.mm.bing.net/th?id=H.49113...09070&pid=15.1
All this girl-on-girl action is getting me excited!
*quaffs down my drink, and runs off to steal something to mount on the wall as a trophy*
Long as you don't touch my shoes!
i'm serious.
https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/i...rKoUFUhgfmkj32
You mean those ruby slippers in the corner that I stole just for you? I would never!
What's the purpose of babbling the words "there's no place like home" when I already am home? Those things are useless to me! ... Even though they are pretty.
I looked all over these posts to find a rep button, till I realized that hunting down the rep button on Tynon, is like searching for the g'spot ona mannequin.
there aint one =P`
oooooh beer ...
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You could always put the quote in your sig for a while. XD
that is a great idea, actually Coz
Cept who and what I wanted to rep was Luda's exquisite font in her siggy. an extrordinary degree of patience to find, create, highlight and shade. She once did these gauzian disease spots in a bottle, I have yet to master, but lo the many hours of practice have I attempted with unsatisfactory results. Mine looked more like a cancerous tumor in need of radiation therapy. that is why she is one of the top siggy designer-ettes, and a rep +1 would be prudent. imo.
Indeed it would... She'd definitely get rid of it for me. But, all I can do is give her a round on the house, and let her use the chocolate dragon fountain which I've fought hard over these last few days.
Arrr aye matey, twas a hard fought battle indeed.
A round on the house? I'll drink to that, and will pitch in a gift for her ...
Aye, indeed so ...*russles a bit with this an that* there, fixed it. see sig.
And the afore mentioned gift?, for such an aaaaaaaaswesome quote and siggy design [specially the font] , I present to you,
my ferret Tom Stuntsle, now your ferret, he comes with his own hammock =) ...
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He likes fish, and buggs, never a bother, is cabin trained, can unlock doors from the other side, prefers baby shampoo, and hums tunes from Jan Pieterszoon Sweelinck in his sleep. =P