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Boom Boom Boom, echos the sound of the drum urging the warriors forward to the oars.
Hrun stands in the bow of his ship, one hand resting on the neck of an ornately carved dragons head, the other grasped firmly around the hilt of his sword.
Staring intently forward, his eyes seek anxiously for a first sighting of his intended landing place.
“Faster my warriors” he shouts, “I promise you much carousing, food and drink will overflow and the women.......ah my friends let me tell you of the women”
Swiftly the ship surges forward, its target
Legionworld
-------------------- Bring me Mead and Meat, NOW Slave!!
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Pressing an axe to the boarder officials throat Hrun clicks his fingers and a female slave, almost dressed in two thin slips of lace, hands over all the relevant forms in triplicate.
As the Border guard looks in confusion between the paper work and the sensuous lithe attractive slave, the Barbarians slip across the border and into Legionworld space
-------------------- Bring me Mead and Meat, NOW Slave!!
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The paperwork looks to be in order, but the Legion World dress code mandates that you wear something other than those "two thin slips of lace."
You'll have to accompany me to the Security Office to be... interviewed. This way, please... step lively. I'm most eager to begin the, um, procedure.
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Quislet, Esq. sees STU about to enter the interview room and grabs him. Pulling the struggling STU away, Quislet, Esq. repeatedly says "I'm saving you!"
STU manages to break free and Quislet, Esq. vanishes from the role play.
-------------------- Five billion years from now the Sun will go nova and obliterate the Earth. Don't sweat the small stuff!
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If you can spare a few minutes, I'd like a word with you.
Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Perhaps in your office, away from the paparazzi?)
-------------------- Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Just as soon as the Check Clears!)
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<Exits craft and catches Hrun's cannonballs in space.>
Okay Hrun...
<Starts juggling the cannonballs>
I believe these belong to you. You want them back one at a time or all at once?
Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Zero-Gee juggling, just one of my many talents!)
-------------------- Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Just as soon as the Check Clears!)
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Ranger hears a ticking sound and one by one the cannon balls explode, covering him in a thick viscous fluid that slowly starts to harden around him immobilising the Ranger and leaving him floating in space helpless.
“Leave him” commanded Hrun, “We must press on to our prey”
And Hrun laughs
-------------------- Bring me Mead and Meat, NOW Slave!!
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<Ranger flexes and the black coating shatters.>
You forget a little something Hrun?
<Ranger gathers the cannonball fragments and begins heating them with his super-vision.>
I think you get these back all at once now...
<A stream of hot viscus black liquid begins coating Hrun's Super-Longboat... of Space!>
Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Let's see how you get out of your own trap.)
[ August 24, 2008, 03:55 PM: Message edited by: Space Ranger ]
-------------------- Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Just as soon as the Check Clears!)
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Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (He's not dumb enough to think he can beat me, is he?)
-------------------- Truth and Justice shall Prevail! (Just as soon as the Check Clears!)
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