|
|
Post by Seven on Jan 23, 2006 21:22:43 GMT -5
...I bet it's some place high up...so even if we found it, it would be physically impossible for us to reach since we don't have erik's mad skills. -_-;;
|
|
|
|
Post by Renee Jacobson on Jan 23, 2006 21:23:32 GMT -5
But we have my orbing skills.
|
|
|
|
Post by Seven on Jan 23, 2006 21:23:58 GMT -5
true....bt first we need to find the place.
|
|
|
|
Post by whisperingshadows on Feb 10, 2006 21:26:33 GMT -5
((aly)) Ahh yes....yes we do....I have joined the search party!
|
|
|
|
Post by Renee Jacobson on Feb 11, 2006 14:09:26 GMT -5
Huzzah...*starts to pound on the floor with her foot, listening for a hollow sound to indicate there is a trap door*
|
|
|
|
Post by Nadir on Feb 14, 2006 19:09:03 GMT -5
If there was a trap door, you wouldn't be able to tell because of the sheer well-craftedness of everything in the room. No misplaced rug, or toppling book. Everything is impecable--thus leading you without a trace!
The smooth tenor voice coos out of every brick wall and hollow voice, "have you given up yet Mlleshe laughs softly. How he does love games!
((now...a Nadir moment just because he passed by and has to enlighten us in what he would do:
Nadir looks shiftly back and forth, tapping his fingers together menacingly. When no one is looking, hi literally dives into the adjacent room, which was formerly Christine's. Much rumadging is heard, breaking of several antique vases, and a loud cat screech followed by many curses of Nadir being attacked by an angry feline.
Erik: serves him right -_-;
Anyways, a few minutes later, Nadir--or should I say... "Christine" walks out of her bedroom. Her beautiful flowing hair apears to be a cheap costume shop wig thrown carelessly over a turban. Her ...manly *shudder* body is slipped into a scandelous white dress with a cut up to the waist with fish net stockings, and her skin is not very...very dark....she's also pretty smelly too--
Nadir--I mean Christine: AM NOT!!! *pouts*
Christine looks around the room, with her innocent child-like expression of lost. In a very ear-deafeing high-pitched voice she calls out," ERIK!! MY LOVE!! I REALIZED I MARRIED A FOP AND NOW I WANT TO FIX EVERYTHING--SO I HAVE RETURNED TO YOU, DESPITE THE FACT THAT YOU ARE HURT AND LONELY AND WON'T TRUST ME RIGHT A WAY, AND THEN WILL CRY BECAUSE YOU REALIZED I HAVE RETURNED, BUT THEN AN EVIL MOB WILL SUDDENLY REALIZE YOUR ALLIVE AND THEY'LL BE LED BY THE FOP COME BACK TO TAKE REVENGE ON YOU BECAUSE JOSEPH BANQUET WAS THE HALF-BROTHER OF SOME HIGH IMPORTANT OFFICIAL, SO YOU HAVE THE WHOLE STATE OF CZECHOSLAVICA AGAINST YOU TO KILL YOU, BUT I'LL DEFEND YOU, BUT THINK YOU DIED, BUT YOU'LL COME BACK AND WELL GET MARRIED AND HAVE CHILDREN ....JUST LIKE IN FANFICTION!!!
Erik:.................................................*utterly disturbed, turns chair to the opposite side of the control-pannel-organ and pushes a single button*
* a tile springs out of the floor and smacks Nadir into the main living room*
Naidr looks around hazily, with his face on the floor. As he opens his eyes, he notices a set of feet that disappear behind a curtain which has an unusually large bump in the center. Nadir putting two together, sneaks up on the curtain and pulls it off like th egood Persian cop he is and behold---pan's brain hidden in a vase. So that's where he hid the bloody lampshade! Nadir cries in defeat and falls to the floor...except a tile sinks in, damaging his hand. Complaining about his ill luck and his now damaged hand, he fails to notice the loud shifting noises of a wall where Erik sits in a spherical room with a 'deer-in-headlights' expression just as he was about to sip some MD. But Nadir saunters off in melancholy defeat....
AND THAT'S HOW YOU FIND ERIK!))
|
|
|
|
Post by Pan on Feb 14, 2006 21:39:30 GMT -5
((ok...i almost wet meself laughing))
no we arn't Erik! we are soooooooooooo stuber and you have never seen how i get when i want something that i can have but i have to do something for it!!!
|
|
|
|
Post by Seven on Feb 15, 2006 9:36:31 GMT -5
*touched to tears* oh -how those motivativational speeches get me every time *fake sobs*
|
|
|
|
Post by Renee Jacobson on Feb 18, 2006 15:26:52 GMT -5
((omg, that was amazing))
ONWARD!!!
|
|
|
|
Post by Seven on Feb 20, 2006 23:07:51 GMT -5
(( LOL--I LOVE IT))
*now trying to check the ground for lose tiles*
|
|
<-- Hehe, anyone else remember the tomato monster and those ridiculous eggs? 
