Cam | A tall, blonde heroic type rides in from the wilderness. Clad in shining armour, with an unforgivably large sword on his back, he stares down at the gawking villagers, who are both in awe of, and attracted to his aura of power and majesty. A man wearing chains of office steps forward timidly, and stammers, "P-pray tell, g-great master... what is your name?" The figure speaks, and it is a clarion call, speaking in itself of awesome wisdom and strength. "My name..." he calls forth, "Is Bob." The air fills with the sound of hundreds of hurried breaths, and gasps, and a wave of chattering sends forth from those gathered around him... "The mighty Bob... he bears the name Bob!"
Wakshaani says "It's just like Romeo and Juliet. Except sweatier."
Theo |"Oi! Whot light frough yonder burnt breaks? It's th' east an' Juliet is th' currant bun."
Anneka likes Hamlet she thinks. Just a good, classic play, with a cheerful ending.
Guest-of-Rat likes Hamlet. 9 people or so die because of that kid's fluctuating Willpower.
Wakshaani bahs at Hamlet. It just ripped off The Lion King.
Guest-of-Rat half expected TLKII to be Romeo & Juliet.
Cameron | But timone! Our families would never approve! | I don't care, Poombah... I love you.
Wakshaani says "Poombah would use Timone in ways that Disney would *never* approve of. I mean. Well. Thong, th-thongthongthong."
Theo wants a Walker pack under General Protection Fault.
Ivy says "Made up entirely of Metis, Theo? ;)"
Wakshaani | What do you pack under? | Windows. Furthermore, we ... oh crap! Blue Screen! Reboot, guys! Reboot!
Wakshaani | I'll summon our Totem's power to use pack communication, and | BOMB! - Fault in line 43 ... no route to host! | ... Uh oh.
Theo nods. Do not tempt the Totem Spirit, and his gift, the Blue Screen of Death!
Tskilegwa sees rage-filled arguments between the Windows, OSX, and LINUX packs. :)
Tskilegwa | I need to talk to our pack totem. Where's the nearest ethernet port?
Wakshaani | Ahroun, Galliard, blah blah blah. We'll call 'em whatever we damn well feel. Hell, when my cub pack formed, the Ahroun was called a 'Fighter', the Galliard a 'Bard', I was a 'Thief, and the Theruge was our 'Cleric/Magic-User' ... the Halfmoon? He was the DM, because nobody else was organized enough.
Theo |"The twins keep us on Centauran time. It's a twenty-two hour day. You get used to it...or have a psychotic episode."
Cameron opens a window to let all the innuendo out.
Ivy wonders if that makes it outuendo.
Cameron says "Naw. Outthewindow."
Sekhmet | Appendage a softly pokes skin surface b. Various noises are emitted.
Theo is just here for the TS, and has spent the past year RPing to pass the time.
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