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Date Posted: 16:08:08 09/27/03 Sat
Author: Rose Firedancer Treefwirl
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*The creature throaws off her Cloak of Shadow and reveals herself*((OOC: I thought the wedding post was gettin' long, so I started a new one.))

*The red-gold squirrelmaid winks a long-eyelashed lid, her Aqua blue eyes twinkling with an over-abundance (sp?) of mischief* Well, Ah couldn't miss meh frien's weddin' when ah was in theh area, and invited at that. *She walks up to Mickle and smiles very big* Ah'm happy fer yeh, mate. Looks laike yeh've found theh raight lass, eh? I wish yeh both a 'appy lafe with manae wee bairns. *She turns to Silene, with a curtsy* Ah'm happy teh know yeh've attached yersel' teh Mick 'ere. Ah've brought a gift fer theh 'appy couple. *She pulls out two matching bone flutes, sharpened at one end (Not the end you play on). They have complex designs made from gold and silver (Celtic)* Ah picked these up in mah travels and thought yeh might like 'em. They raise theh 'airs on theh back o' yer neck when yeh play 'em. I heard a couple laike these at a festval. They also double as a weapon or tool. If yeh get inteh trouble, throw one o' these beauties an' that's the end of yer trouble. Wahll, I best be lettin' theh othars give yeh thar gifts. *Steps aside*

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((*Grabs the font ender sword and pounces on the font like a wildcat, slashing madly* DIE, FONT, DIE!!!!!!!!!)) -- Font Ender Treefwirl, 16:10:33 09/27/03 Sat
OOC: DIE FONT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry.... (NT) -- Font Killer Who Is Not Brockrose or Riao, 16:11:51 09/27/03 Sat
OOC: Ooops. Sorry. Diden't realize you posted before me.... (NT) -- Songtail, 16:13:10 09/27/03 Sat
*Mickle grabs Rose into a tight hug.* Rose, matey! I'm so glad that ye made it! *takes the flutes and looks at them.* wow! thankee much, matey! -- Mickle, 17:03:10 09/27/03 Sat
*Seline merely grins, over-whelmed with pride and too flustered to say anything in particular.* (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 08:55:42 09/28/03 Sun
*Swift blinks a bit at the rather abrupt greeting from such an old friend, but shrugs it off. He walks over to Mickle and Slitty and blinks a bit.* Erm... I don't got any gifts... Oh wait... *He gropes around inside his jacket and pulls out two tarnished bronze flasks.* Erm, these're me backup drink holders... I hate to see them go, but I've got a total of nine floatin' around in me jacket, so... Take 'em and use 'em well, if you please. *He blinks a bit more, then turns on his heel and proceeds over to the cake, which he promptly begins devouring again.* (NT) -- Swiftstream Brooktail, 09:44:21 09/28/03 Sun
*Ezran sniffs daintily at Swift.* Yon buffoon be the pinnacle of clumsiness, methinks. *He looks at Mickle and Slitty.* Mine job is done here. I hath bore witness to that which never in mine wildest dreams took place, and delivered the necklaces... I must make journey away, so I bid you all fond farewell. *With a fancy bow, he readjusts the claw on his arm and walks primly off.* (NT) -- Ezran Varthia, 09:48:34 09/28/03 Sun
*Beletrand has gone into one of his paranoid phases. He moves about in a crouch, grumbling and whacking about with his pace stick. He bumps into Mickle and is ripped from his reverie.* H'Oh, hallo thah young Mickle type! H'I, h'erm... No gift. H'I wasn't h'invited, see... H'I just thought you'd need h'a guard for the ceremony... But, h'ah... *He fumbles around and pulls out two halves of a medal. The medal, to those who examine it closely, is from the Battle of the Deep which took place one hundred seasons before the present. However, Beletrand grins fondly.* Yes, General Maltrose h'awahded that to me foah heroism h'in the Battle h'of the Deep. H'It's the h'only medal h'I have... H'and h'it's broken... So, you two can keep the two blinkin' halves h'and h'always have something to remembah the othah by, wotwotwotwotwotwot. *With that, he leaps at the nearby wall and begins punching it, screaming about beasts in the walls.* (NT) -- "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, 09:59:30 09/28/03 Sun
*Helmstrike smiles, then waves his massive paw at the hares behind him. One darts forward, clutching a box. The badger lord takes it.* Thanke you... *He walks over to Mickle and Sliteye. Smiling, he lifts the lid off the box and pulls out two finely woven long tunics, one blue and one black.* Here, I wove these myself... You don't have to wear them, of course; I'm not sure how you young'un's like to dress now a days... But I thought maybe you could use these for dress affairs. If you'll excuse me... LONG PATROL! AS YOU ARE NORMALLY! *All of the hares cheer and soon the air is filled with massive amounts of "wots" and such. Helmstrike sees Beletrand assaulting the wall, and walks over to him. Placing a calming paw on the small hare's back, he leads Beletrand away, saying calmly.* Come on, ancient fraud... I've got some catching up to do with you. *He leads the old campaigner off to a table in the back.* (NT) -- Lord Helmstrike, 10:08:14 09/28/03 Sun
*A tall, red squirrel walks in, looking slightly embarrassed. He walks over to Mickle and Sliteye and says.* Um, no beast bothered to tell me about a wedding... No friends, see... But whatever. I've come to pay respects and offer you these. *He pulls two strange looking flowers out of his jacket. Handing them over, he says.* They'll die soon, but I think they're pretty right now... Anyway, I found these while wandering around nearby. I've no idea what they're called, so I call them Merriflowers. So, that's it. *He pushes the glasses up on his face a bit more, then walks over to a darkened corner to stand and write in his journal.* (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 10:16:49 09/28/03 Sun
*Throwing on her Cloak of Shadow, Rose slips over to the tall squirrel's side, silently. She sits down, feeling oddly at ease with him* -- Rose/Shadowcloak, 14:50:13 09/28/03 Sun
((OOC: *Grabs Font Ender and destroys the font* DIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)) -- Font Ender Treefwirl, 14:53:01 09/28/03 Sun
*Brighton pauses in the middle of his writing.* Hello there... I'm afraid I don't know you... Nice cloak, by the way. *He blinks a bit and goes back to writing.* (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 14:57:34 09/28/03 Sun
*The red-gold squirrelmaid blinks in surprise* Th-thank yeh. 'Twas a gift from meh frien' Swifty a long time ago. Meh name's Rose. Rose Treefwirl.............*She observes him, closely* -- Rose/Shadowcloak, 15:04:33 09/28/03 Sun
*Brighton looks up.* Oh, you mean that Swift over there? The drunk? Hmm.... Must have been long long ago... He'd never fit in it now. *He pauses and snaps the book shut, slipping it into his jacket.* Where are my manners? I'm Brighton M. Arboritop. Scholar and sniper. That accent... I take it you're from the north? (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 15:15:03 09/28/03 Sun
*Rose takes off her cloak, her red-gold fur shining as brightly as her Aqua blue eyes. She winks a long-eyelashed lid at him* Yeh maight say Ah had sum run-ins weth Northernars when Ah was but a wee lassie. -- Rose Firedancer Treefwirl, 15:20:21 09/28/03 Sun
*Brighton nods.* I went up to the North a few seasons back... Almost was killed. I really should work more on close combat... But I digress. How do you know Swift and Mickle? (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 15:26:42 09/28/03 Sun
*She shrugs* When all three of us were wee bairns, we joined a group of others at theh Abbey. Theh group was Dibbuns Against Bedtaime, but aftar Swift started teh grow, theh leadar, Tangle, started teh faight with 'im. A loot of us laft on journeys an' nevar caime beck. Thar seems teh be a lot o' me ole frien's 'ere. Ah, but Ah ramble. 'Tis naice teh know anothar squirrel. -- Rose Firedancer Treefwirl, 15:33:10 09/28/03 Sun
*Swift staggers over with a chalice of wine in each paw. He thrusts one at Rose.* Ahoy, mate! Drink up! S's'afeastivallity! Whwhehheheheh!!! *He collapses onto Brighton's shoulders, laughing uproariously.* (NT) -- Swiftstream Brooktail, 15:37:35 09/28/03 Sun
*Rose sighs and sniffs the drink, an automatic move she had learned in her travels. She doesn't sneeze, so she dips a paw in and licks it* Hmm.........bleckberry wine....ahlraight. *She swirls it around in the chalice and sips it* Ah think we'd better get Swifty out o' 'ere so 'e kin pess oot safely. 'E's drowned in drink. -- Rose Firedancer Treefwirl, 15:44:27 09/28/03 Sun
*Brighton nods just as Swift burps loudly and grins at the two.* I know you, Rose... But you... Red squirrelly typechap... What's your name? *Brighton blinks, his un popularity driven more home by this. He replies.* Brighton. Nice to meet you... *Swift grabs the unfortunate squirrel and drags him off to the barrel of ale, saying something about loosening him up.* (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop and Swiftstream Brooktail, 15:53:13 09/28/03 Sun
*Rose rushes in between Swifty and the keg, her nothern accent gone in seriousness* Swift...........Let him go. You've had too much drink. I don't like this.............. -- Rose Firedancer Treefwirl, 15:58:12 09/28/03 Sun
*Brighton twists his wrist and gets out of the grip.* Thankes, Swift... But I'm alright... *Swift laughs.* Where's Reed? He'll have a few, he will! (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop and Swiftstream Brooktail, 16:02:13 09/28/03 Sun
*Reed pops up out if his seat, the breeches still belted around his skull, he grins like a little mate, and walks switly over to, well, Swift* Aoi mate, lets fill some up *he drops a haversack off his should and around 15 flasks scatter out of it, all empty* -- Reed Streamline, 16:06:26 09/28/03 Sun
**Brockrose pops in, looks dispairingly at the rum, stabs the font and waits to the side, hoping not to be noticed by two certain creatures** -- Brockrose, 16:25:42 09/28/03 Sun
*Swift laughs and begins greedilly drinking. Soon, the inevitable happens, and he falls backwards, passed out on the cold floor of the hall.* (NT) -- Swiftstream Brooktail, 16:36:01 09/28/03 Sun
*Lauren swaggers up, grabs the flask from Swift, and dips it into the rum, taking a long pull.* Shame, a lad that can't hold his rum. *Crazy Flame Eyes puts a heavy foot paw on Swift's stomach, stepping down.* Get up you bafoon! (NT) -- Lauren 'Crazy' Flame Eyes, 17:30:20 09/28/03 Sun
**Brockrose sits down on the floor with a very large and heavy book. She tries to read and mutter at the same time** I. Will. Not. Say. A. Word... I. Will. Not. Say. A. Word... (NT) -- Brockrose, 17:39:52 09/28/03 Sun
- **Continues to mutter** Toasters... Evil Kitch N. Ayde is after me... He's possessing all in this room...That's why they are drinking! Must... leave... somehow... What, is Tubb R. Waire in here, too? And after me? And the bread people... the bread people! (NT) -- Brockrose the raving mad from a poisoned peice of toast. Go figure, Kitch N. Ayde always was trying to get rid of her..., 17:45:30 09/28/03 Sun
*Unami dashes over towards the barrel, beaker in hand.* Oh boy! Rum! gimme gimme gimme! *Kenshin reaches out and trips unami, neatly snatching the beaker from his paw.* now now, brother. Know that you can't drink rum, that you do... *dips beaker into barrel and drains it.* I on the other hand... -- Unami and Kenshin, 17:45:25 09/28/03 Sun
*Using a trick that his creator saw on a Mickey Mouse cartoon, the squirrel Riao has slipped his bonds and dashed out the door. Walking over to Brighton, he holds out a paw* Hi there, chappie! *Whispers to Brockrose* INSIDE -- Riao, 06:30:41 09/29/03 Mon
*A tan and cream coloured stoat walks in. Cohrrs cold blue eyes dart around the room. Everything from the turban on his head, to the tan pantaloons, then to a fancy cutlass carefully stuffed into a black belt. Cohrr taps one of hs black leather seaboots, getting slightly nervous from the amount of booze that is being consumed and that he knows nobody there.Trying to make his tall lean body look small agaisnt everyone, and trying to shrink up inside so no one will notice the stoat that looks alot like vilu daskar(sp)* -- Cohrr, 12:23:05 09/29/03 Mon
*Brighton primly shake's Riao's paw and looks at the new arrival.* Hmm... I wonder who that stoat that just walked in is... I've never seen him. (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 13:14:51 09/29/03 Mon
*The Stoat slouches over even more, and sticks his paw inside a loose doublet (For fancy outings) and tightens his paw around a curved ivory handled dirk, his small cold eyes flashing around the room at an alarming pace* -- Cohrr (pronounced Core), 15:24:38 09/29/03 Mon
**Brockrose stiffens at Riao's statement, and looks at him in horror** You... you spoke the name... why I'll! **Runs over to the rum with a peice fo toast, dips it in, and runs after Riao, threatening to stuff it down his throat** ... and I hope it's poisoned, too! (NT) -- Brockrose, 16:45:33 09/29/03 Mon
*Walks up to Mickle and Seline, glancing at Brighton shyly. She hands Mickle and Seline each a small box. They open them to find a ring in each. Each ring has a crown, a pair of paws, and a heart on it.* The hands symbolize friendship; the crown, loyalty; and the heart symbolizes love. Point the heart toward you when you wear the rings, that means you belong to someone. *Glances quickly at Brighton again and walks away* (NT) -- Elmflower, 17:57:04 09/29/03 Mon
*Unami gets up, glares at Kenshin, then runs over to Cohrr.* hello there! wanna be my friend? *grins happily at Cohrr* -- Unami , 18:46:10 09/29/03 Mon
*Beletrand's paranoid gear kicks in and he leaps away from Helmstrike, running at Cohrr with his pace stick out, screaming.* BLINKIN' ROTTAH'S GOT H'A WEAPON!!!! TO H'AHMS, LADS! FOAHWAHD THE BUFFS H'AND LET'S TAKE H'IT TO THE HOME, WOTWOTWOTWOTWOTWOT!!!!!!!!!!! (NT) -- "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, 18:47:19 09/29/03 Mon
*Cohrr, who is now overwhelmed balls up on the ground, his lanky form rolled tightly into a ball with his hands on the back of his head, Sending Beletrand flying over the top of him. He stands up as the hare trips, and pulls out the dirk, and backing himself up againt a wall* Me name be Cohrr, aint dun nuffin teh gat 'tacked by, i aint be nuttin cept a hordes beas' 'way trum dem oudder ones.. -- Cohrr, 18:53:56 09/29/03 Mon
- (ooc; geezes,bloody auot hit, sorry bout that mate..))Cohrr, who is now overwhelmed balls up on the ground, his lanky form rolled tightly into a ball with his hands on the back of his head, right as Beletrand runs at him. He stands up as the hare hopefully trips, and pulls out the dirk, and backing himself up againt a wall* Me name be Cohrr, aint dun nuffin teh gat 'tacked by, i aint be nuttin cept a hordes beas' 'way trum dem oudder ones.. -- Cohrr, 18:57:52 09/29/03 Mon
*Rose looks from the passed-out otter to Brighton to the raving hare. Motioning to Brighton, she links her arms under Swift's and tries to drag him out of the way of the paranoid hare* Brighton! Ah cain't move 'im, an' that mad 'are is aboot teh keel soumbeastae with that stick o' 'is! -- Rose Firedancer Treefwirl, 18:57:11 09/29/03 Mon
*Unami's eyes flash once, then he pastes a grin back onto his face. he reapproaches Cohrr, and offers his paw.* Hi, Cohrr! wanna be my friend? -- Unami, 18:57:36 09/29/03 Mon
- Eulalaia! *Colonel Northpaw swings by on a vine, waving his font killer saber.* Die, you verminous font, wot wot! -- Northy the font killer, 18:59:32 09/29/03 Mon
*Brighton nonchalantly leans on a table.* Just leave him... Swift is one of the few beasts Beletrand trusts... I've seen the two interact. *Beletrand leaps surprisingly high for such a short, old hare, and clears Cohrr. He crashes on a table, but leaps upright and points his stick at Cohrr.* Blinkin' true, lad. That was h'an h'unwarranted h'attack. Howevah, yoah bein' suspicious! State y'name h'and rank sah! (NT) -- "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III and Brighton M. Arboritop, 19:06:17 09/29/03 Mon
*Rose lowers Swift gently and, remembering her master's words on how drink can chill a person to death, she tucks her cloak of shadow around him and it fits, almost perfectly. She walks around into Belerand's line of sight and stands, in an attention stance* Hello, sah! My name is Rose Treefwirl, sah! I am a simple traveler, sah! -- Rose Firedancer Treefwirl, 19:14:07 09/29/03 Mon
*Squirms into a corner out of sight and watches with fascination* (NT) -- Elmflower, 19:22:26 09/29/03 Mon
Die, evil unending font! (NT) -- Mwahahahaha! Font killer!, 19:30:27 09/29/03 Mon
- Wow, I beat everyone else to it. Coolness! (NT) -- Can you say?, 19:33:20 09/29/03 Mon
*Riao dashes away* No one's goin' ta know what th' initials are; I was jus' tryin' ta keep yew from spoilin' it, rotter! (NT) -- Riao the Not-Much-Of-A-Reshpeckosquiggle-Anymore, 10:35:59 09/30/03 Tue
*Beletrand nods curtly at Rose.* Good foahm, young gel. H'ossifah material, you h'ah. *He turns back to Cohrr.* H'I'll have you know that h'I'm tha' blinkin' famed Colonel Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, h'and h'I'm not to be trifled with h'and h'all that piffle, wot. Now, stop the fliffin' h'and get h'on with the blinkin' h'introduction, stoatchap! Full title h'and rank, regiment h'and such! H'and what, pray tell, do you mean by "h'a horde's beast away trum dem h'oudder h'ones?" (NT) -- "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, 11:48:10 09/30/03 Tue
*Brighton takes advantage of the distraction to begin slipping back into his corner to continue writing, while Swift continues to sleep. Helmstrike, meanwhile, watches Beletrand with much interest, finding the paranoid hare's blunt manner amusing.* (NT) -- Swiftstream Brooktail, Brighton M. Arboritop, and Lord Helmstrike, 11:51:58 09/30/03 Tue
**Brockrose ignores all thee others and continues after Riao with her rum-soaked toast, droplets scattering everywhere as she shakes it at him** You think I would actually give it waway? Me, who is the one bent on secrecy? Rotter yourself, bushtail! Fiend, foe, fie on thou! **Continues after him, waving the toats like a sword of some type...** (NT) -- Brockrose, 15:53:00 09/30/03 Tue
*Slides down to the floor and sits looking at everyone* (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:54:12 09/30/03 Tue
*Cohrr stares in bewilderment at the hare, not knowing one word he said he nods* 'Ight sah, i aint be nuttin 'ut a 'orde beas'* he then stares at Unami* Teh 'cited, yarr, nahh cullie, not need no goody beas's friends.. -- Cohrr, 18:36:37 09/30/03 Tue
*Beletrand opens and closes his mouth a couple times, then positively explodes with rage.* H'A BLINKIN" HOAHDBEAST!!?!?!?!?!?!?! WHAT THE FLAMIN' BLOODY ROTTEN WOTWOTWOTWOTWOT!?!?!? WHY THE FLAMIN' PIFFLETOFF H'AH YOU HEAH FOAH!?!? (NT) -- "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, 19:18:41 09/30/03 Tue
*Unami's eyes grow wide, then he draws his double kodachi and marches towards Cohrr.* so, ye won't be my friend??? *raises his swords and Kenshin grabs him by the wrists and pulls him off balance, causing him to fall to the floor* -- Unami and Kenshin, 19:48:32 09/30/03 Tue
*Cohrr grins cockly and repeats ol' Beletrand in a mocking manner* Wotwotwotwotwot, 'o' sah, 'ut 'h'in blazers 'ould us be 'oing?*He then turns his attention to the mate that fell and chuckles* -- Cohrr, 15:15:18 10/01/03 Wed
*Elmflower's face scrunches up as she tries not to laugh out loud* (NT) -- Elmflower, who is waiting to be put up in the list of members, 16:01:31 10/01/03 Wed
- *Rudd and Fik slowly roll their plundered cart back towards the festivities.* Fik mate, think we might've been better off if we'd stopped closer to the weddin'. It's a long way back, an' I'm awfully bloated. Yeah, well, so am I. Might've had a little bit to do with all that food we ate. Here, I'm smaller than you. So why don't I just hop up onto the cart, an' you can push me back. *Despite Rudd's protests the tiny shrew makes an attempt at hopping onto the cart. Unable to make it up, he collapses next to the cart and falls asleep.* Lightweight *Rudd says happily as he shoves the cart slowly onward on his quest to get more edibles.* (NT) -- Rudd and Fik, 16:43:18 10/01/03 Wed
*Elmflower decides that she is hungry and slowly stands up. She walks carefully around where Beletrand is and makes her way to a cart of food.* (NT) -- Elmflowe, 17:27:40 10/01/03 Wed
**Brockrose stops running after Riao at the door, seeing Rudd coming up to it with the empty cart. Gaping at the amount of food that was once on there, she doesn't see where she is going. Slipping on something, she falls flat on her face, sliding into Pearl, who then grabs Sandi's ears to keep her balance. This fails and they all end up in a tangle on the floor.** Blinkin' nerve, grabbin' me ears like that, wot? Not m'fault, mate, she hit me an' I couldn't keep m'balance. Hey, I didn't know there was something slippery. I wonder what it is? **Pearl dips a paw in and tastes, shrugging uncaringly** Rum. **Brockrose groans** Will it ever end? A bit of rum to drink is fine, but to SLIP on it... **Sighs, paws on her reddish stripe wearily ((SANDI: And a bit embarrassedly, but don't tell her I told ya, wot?))** (NT) -- Brockrose, Pearl, & Sandi, 18:15:53 10/01/03 Wed
- OOC- Ya know, if you look at all the mini-inidents going on here, it is rather funny. It would make a good short story, Mickle Swiftstrike and Seline Vex's Craxy Wedding and Reception (Or whatever this is supposed to be...) (NT) -- The three from the previous message..., 18:18:02 10/01/03 Wed
*Reeds grinning like mad now, and sip out of one of his many now filled flasks, he stolles over to the cart of food, grabs a pawfull of cake, walks smoothly over to Slitty, and rubs it all in her face* Happy Marrige!*he then turns to Unami and pats his head with the cake paw* Wot a goo' liddle shrew t'ing yeh are -- Reed Streamline, 18:24:16 10/01/03 Wed
*Elmflower sees Reed smash the cake and gasps.* There might be a firestorm here any second, I'm gonna hide! *Dashes over to a table and crawls under it.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 13:54:20 10/02/03 Thu
- *Rudd winces and ducks behind the foodcart.* I'm with Elm on this one! *He yells.* Everyone find some cover! (NT) -- Rudd, 16:46:31 10/02/03 Thu
*Unamigrins up at Reed.* Thanks, Big rough lookin otter! *dips his finger in the cake on his head, then tastes it.* Chocolate?! I Hate chocolate! * begins reaching arround for his kodachi, only to find them in Kenshin's paws.* Gimme those! *dives for his short swords, only to slip and fall on his brother.* -- Unami, 16:56:36 10/02/03 Thu
**Brockrose looks up in alarm at all the creatures running to hide 'neath the table.** No way both you and me will fit under therw with the rest of them ,Pearl, why don't we just take Sandi here for a little walk? PEARL: **Nods and winks, looking from Sandi to the food, which she is gazing longingly at** Er, Sandi, come on! **Graps her paws and begins pulling her up, trying to force her out the door** (NT) -- Brockrose and Pearl, 17:42:23 10/02/03 Thu
*Mickle looks on as Reed covers Slitty's face with cake, then gulps and, with a wishful glance beneath the table, bravely stands his ground, waiting for the inevitable explosion...* -- Mickle, 17:13:24 10/03/03 Fri
*Looks at the beast next to her* I hope it isn't too horrible. (NT) -- Elmflower, 18:59:57 10/03/03 Fri
*Sliteye reaches up to her face irritably, scraping off a good part of the cake, even though most of it remains. The frosting looks quite a bit like foam around her mouth. Seline's eye starts twitching, and her teeth chatter.* (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 19:24:49 10/03/03 Fri
*Elmflower slides further under the table and brings a tablecloth up over her head.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 19:28:47 10/03/03 Fri
*Colonel Northpaw marches up to Cohrr, oblivious to the catastrophe waiting to happen.* Sah, you claim to be a hordebeast, wot wot. What, pray tell, are you doing at a peaceful place such as this? -- Colonel Northpaw, 19:38:21 10/03/03 Fri
*Seline charges at Reed, jumping up onto his shoulders and chomping down on his ears with her teeth.* YOU (censored) DRUNKARD! WHY I OUGHT TO RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINES WITH A SALAD TOSSER! *She claws at his face.* (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 20:52:00 10/04/03 Sat
*Mickle stares in open mouthed disbelief, then winces as he notices Seline chompin on Reed's ears.* Slitty! Stoppit right now! ye can't eat his ears! they ain't sanitary! -- Mickle, 20:59:11 10/04/03 Sat
*Reed paws at his ear, which has one less earring in it now, as it tumbles to the ground, something of a rage gets into him, then goes as quickly as it came. Reaching up and claming underneath Selines arms with his paws he throws her down, and brings a paw upto his year, another earring had been ripped out* -- Reed Streamline, 11:48:54 10/05/03 Sun
*Seline growls and spits out another earring.* (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike (who put it on the right thread this time), 19:40:26 10/05/03 Sun
*Mickle winces, then tosses Reed a rag.* here, matey, press this to your ear. *runs over to Slitty, and pours rum into her mouth.* there! that should take care o' any diseases you might have picked up from him! *pours more into her mouth.* and, that was just for the fun of it! * drains rest of rum.* -- Mickle, 20:24:09 10/05/03 Sun
*Peeks out from under the table* Is it over? (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:46:09 10/07/03 Tue
*Reed snaches the rag mid air and throws it over his shoulder, grinning hugely* And i Have A blood Disease! -- Reed, 15:56:04 10/07/03 Tue
*Seline swallows the rum, and then stares at Reed.* A b-b-blood disease? (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 19:44:07 10/07/03 Tue
Yeh *Reed is grining bigger than ever and holding a nut in his paw* Its called yer-too-up-tight-inidious *He chuckles then pegs her twixt the eyes with the nut* -- Reed, 17:26:43 10/08/03 Wed
*Jerks back under the table conking herself on the head in the process.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:33:00 10/09/03 Thu
*Mickle's jaw drops, then he sprints away, diving under the table and crouching down next to Elm.* Elm, matey, I give up...if Reed insists upon tempting her... -- Mickle, 20:11:08 10/09/03 Thu
*Looks at Mickle* I think we might need a better hiding spot. (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:05:57 10/10/03 Fri
*Mickle grins, then looks back out at Slitty and Reed.* ye know, Elm, I think you're right...*notices a half-empty Rum barrel.* well, matey, I'm off to empty that loverly lil barrel...*dashes over and dives right in.* -- Mickle, 20:09:50 10/10/03 Fri
*Seline shuts her eyes, and shakes with rage. She storms over to Mickle's barrel, poking her snout in.* Mickle, would ye not come out and fight for my honor? Come on, beat the drunkard's scruffy rudder! (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 21:40:58 10/10/03 Fri
*Mickle pokes his head out from the barrel.* I thought you'd wanna do it...but, if you insist... *Walks over to the buffet table, grabs a large herring, and slaps at Reed with it.* Have at ye, Drunken Otter! -- Mickle, 21:46:02 10/10/03 Fri
*Seline grins, and hops in the barrel.* My rum! (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 07:44:15 10/11/03 Sat
*Grins and shakes her head in disblief.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 12:29:37 10/11/03 Sat
**Sandi, who had been dragged outside by Brockrose and Pearl, now sees the food** How blinkin' fabulous! All that marvelous tucker, an' even some of the chaps an' chapesses in there are swimin' in th' stuff! **Tries to break free but is weighted down by Brockrose nd Pearl** 'Ey! Brumph! Anybearft firnk dey'd kike t' 'elp me 'ere, wort? 'M beirn' suff'curted by a blirnkin' burger an' a 'orruble orter! ((Translation: Hey! Brumph! Anybeast think they'd like to help me here, wot? I'm being suffocated by a blinkin' badger and an 'orrible otter! (NT) -- Sandella Larkspring Tillnerio, 13:50:46 10/11/03 Sat
*Elmflower crawls out from under the table and stands up. She walks over to Brockrose, Pearl, and Sandi* Hi, maybe if you slowed down a little they would let you go.*Elmflower looks at Brockrose and shakes her head, meaning to not Sandi go.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 17:02:18 10/11/03 Sat
**Sandi looks up indignantly** I sur dat, wort? ((I saw that, wot?)) Blurkin' nurve, nurt 'lowin' ee pur hurmiddun surm burlly scurf! ((Blinkin' nerve, not allowing a poor haremaiden some bally scoff!)) BROCKROSE: Huh, you've had enough. If I let you go, there wouldn't be any "scoff" left! **Eases her hold, allowing Sandi's head to come up enough to talk properly and breathe** **Glares at Brockrose, muttering dire threats about pying back cruel, heartless badgermaids that torture poor, defenseless and starving haremaids that hadnn't eaten one bit in ages...; )** (NT) -- Sandi & Brockrose, 19:59:17 10/11/03 Sat
*Reed falls over laughing and holding his sides, rum coming out of his snout from that sip before Mickle hit him with the fish, he waves a dagger in the air while hes still rollin around* I'll,hahaha, gut, hehe, thar feesh! hahaha -- Reed, 20:13:20 10/11/03 Sat
*Kenshin slips away from his struggling brother, substituting a large pie in his place.* -- Kenshin, 20:33:17 10/11/03 Sat
*Snorepassout.* *Hideincornerandread.* *Laughandthrowpies.* *Interrogateanyoneandduckflyingfoodhethinksispoisoned.* (NT) -- Swift and all, 21:48:41 10/11/03 Sat
**Sandi's eyes widen at the sight of it all** My giddy aunt, the Badger Lord's throwin' pies! An' the otter's passed out! And the hare... AHH! **Runs and hides from Beletrand behind Brockrose**((To copy Swift:)) **Shrugandcatchpiefragmentsinmouth** **ScoldBrockroseandbonkSandi** **Rubsheadandglares** (NT) -- Sandi, Brockrose, & Pearl, REO, 14:16:41 10/12/03 Sun
(that takes too much effort...) *Unami stops wrestling about with the pie, then tries to throw it, succeeding in merely flipping it onto his own head.* -- Unami, 19:43:29 10/12/03 Sun
*Sees all the flying food and ducks into a corner, accidentally bumping into someone else there also* Excuse me, I'm so sorry. (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:17:20 10/13/03 Mon
*Brighton, slightly ruffled that he's been bumped into, lightly says.* It's quite alright. I take it you're hiding from the flying-- *POW. A well placed pie from Helmstrike slams into Brighton's face. Trying to retain his dignity, the squirrel slowly reaches for a handkerchief and begins wiping off his face, muttering to himself.* (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop and Lord Helmstrike, 15:32:57 10/13/03 Mon
**Sadni finally wriggles out of Brockrose and Pearl's grasp and runs away like a mad rabbit before they can catch her. Sidling up to Lord Helmstrike, she ventures a question.** Er, Sah, y'wouldn't mind lendin' me one o' those pies there b'fore ya bally well chuck 'em all at th' others here, wot? (NT) -- Sandi, 17:12:21 10/13/03 Mon
*Unami sits up and licks the pie that landed on him.* mmm! pumpkiny goodness! -- Unami, 18:03:16 10/13/03 Mon
*Helmstrike hands a pie over, but covers her with one of his own.* Throw it out at one of them, missy! We're allies now that I'm supplying you with arms! (NT) -- Lord Helmstrike, 19:36:46 10/13/03 Mon
**Droops at the fact that she had to waste the pie by throwing it at another, but did so anyway. It hits Brockrose square on her red stripe** BROCKROSE: **Advances on Sandi, snarling** You... little... Why, I'll...**Growl** SANDI: **Ducks behind Lord Helmstrike and hastily licks some of the pie off her face** Er, now that we're allies, sah, y'wouldn't mind protectin' me from that rather angry one of your species, eh? I don't think she'll bally well hug me when she gets over here, wot? (NT) -- Sandi and Brockrose, 13:29:18 10/14/03 Tue
- End fonter... Er, font ender... er, what was the question? (NT) -- , 14:48:55 10/14/03 Tue
*Grabs a hankerchief and helps Brighton* Yes, trying to dodge all these pies, it's kinda hard. I'll probably be hit in a few seconds, too. (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:23:53 10/14/03 Tue
*Mickle wanders over ducking pies, having vanquished the villianous Reed. He drapes an arm around Elm's shoulders.* Yep, matey...dodging pies is rather difficult...especially when it comes from point blank! *smashes the pie he was hiding in her surprised face and runs.* -- Mickle, 19:42:12 10/14/03 Tue
*Stands there blinking then looks at Brighton* Should we go after him or just stand here? (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:13:37 10/15/03 Wed
*Brighton finishes wiping himself down.* You can get him if you want, but I'm not really much of a joiner... I'm fine here. (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 16:30:45 10/15/03 Wed
**Brockrose divbes at poor Sandella, who is still licking off peices of pie** (NT) -- Brockrose, 17:29:14 10/15/03 Wed
*Unami stands up and begins aimlessly wandering about, untill he bumps into...* -- Unami, 20:07:10 10/15/03 Wed
*Starts wiping the pie off her own face* I guess I'll just leave him this time, it's his wedding day after all. So what do you like to do? (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:02:23 10/16/03 Thu
*Brighton leans against the wall.* I like to do many things. Archery, climb trees, study, write poetry, sing, many things. *He hums a little while watching the gathering.* (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 18:04:04 10/16/03 Thu
*Unami looks up at Brighton.* Hi! Wanna be my friend, Mr. Squirrely-type? We could play, and have fun, and hang out...*blah blah blah chatter chatter chatter.* -- Unami, 19:37:37 10/16/03 Thu
*Brighton winces inwardly at the comment about playing and hanging out. However, it's not in his nature to be openly rude, so he responds.* Well, sure, I'll be your friend, shrewish-chap. But I don't play, and my fun is probably much different from yours, and I don't really "hang out" either. (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 19:43:27 10/16/03 Thu
*Kenshin wanders over to Mickle, oblivious to the rising turmoil in Unami.* (Kenshin) Hic! Mick...hic...le, I thinks wesis out of rum...do ye have anymore? (Mickle) Matey, you've had more'n enough...why don't ye go sit down? *Kenshin starts walking towards a seat, then just sits down on the floor, slumps down, and passes out.* -- Mickle and Kenshin, 19:59:49 10/16/03 Thu
*Unami's left eye begins twitching, and he unconsciously reaches for his kodachi.* wot sort o' friend doesn't like to play??? I don't get it! why don't you wanna play with me??!! *his whole body begins to shake, then he leaps at Brighton, drawing his swords as he flies through the air.* argh!!! -- Unami, 20:12:47 10/16/03 Thu
*Brighton gasps as he finds himself cornered in his corner. He fumbles in his jacket and pulls out his long dagger, fulling expecting to be killed by this raving shrew. He crouches, twirling the dagger awkwardly, when Beletrand leaps in front of the squirrel, brandishing the famed pace stick menacingly at Unami.* SPY! BLINKIN' H'ASSASSIN H'OF FINE SQUIRREL TYPES!!!!!! (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop and "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, 20:20:27 10/16/03 Thu
*Colonel Northpaw reaches out, catching Unami by the leg and stoping him from flying into Beletrand and Brighton.* You, Sah, are out of line! Now, cease this senseless attack upon the Squirrel chap this instant! Stop, wot wot! *Northy is having trouble holding Unami.* -- Colonel Northpaw, 20:28:46 10/16/03 Thu
*Gasps at the turmoil going on around, looks at Brighton* Should we move someplace else? (NT) -- Elmflower, 16:26:45 10/17/03 Fri
*Unami twists and throws himself about, trying to get at Brighton.* No! You just stay right there, No Playing Squirrel! I'll be with you shortly, as soon as these meanyhead rabbits let me go! -- Unami, 16:49:44 10/17/03 Fri
**Sandi leaps out of Brockrose's way just in time and waggles her ears indignantly at Unami** I say there, Shrew-chap! I thought you were my bally friend,s and now you are callin' those of MY speices rabbits! Blinkin' nerve, cos it must mean I'm a rabbit, too! and If I must be a rabbit, i'm certainly not your friend. **Winces at the fact she said the wrong thing, and cautiously looks towards Unami's dagger/knife/thing** Er, b-b-but if I go b-b-back to bein' a b-b-bally ha-ha-hare, I s-s-suppose we're still f-f-fr-iends... r-r-right...? (NT) -- Sandi, 20:33:25 10/17/03 Fri
*Brighton glares at Unami.* You're positively nuts. *Beletrand, meanwhile, decides to try and help Northpaw with Unami.* H'easy sah! Strugglin' shall h'only make mattahs wahse, wot! (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop and "Colonel" Beletrand Bogglescut Witfoorish Mortinga Redastan Bathalmus Contingus Delemeter Broadpaw Buggletrop Sassafrass Jobingrand the III, 15:54:41 10/18/03 Sat
*Jumps forward to Unami*Wait! I'll play with you! Just please calm down, and I'll be your friend! (NT) -- Elmflower, 18:10:15 10/18/03 Sat
*Unami stops throwing himself arround and grins up at Elmflower.* You will? Oh happy Day! -- Unami , 14:00:44 10/19/03 Sun
*Gulps slightly* Sure. (NT) -- Elmflower, 14:07:38 10/19/03 Sun
*Brighton sighs.* Elmflower, that isn't necessary... I'll humor the little menace... *He looks at the shrew.* What do you want to play? (NT) -- Brighton M. Arboritop, 18:35:53 10/20/03 Mon
No, Brighton, it's ok, I can do it. You don't want to play, but I have time on my hands. (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:45:43 10/21/03 Tue
*Mickle walks over and throws his arm around Unami's shoulder.* hmm...Unami, are ye troubling these two squirrels? -- Micklel, 19:33:50 10/21/03 Tue
- **Darts out of her position to hide behind the ferret** I d-d-don't know 'b-b-bout th-them, b-b-but I th-think he's ab-b-bout t' bally well impale me on that little balde-thing if I'm not his friend! (NT) -- Sandella Larkspring Tillnerio, 13:32:06 10/22/03 Wed
*Shakes her head at Mickle* He's not a problem, Mickle. I'm just about to go and play with him so he will be happy. (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:19:47 10/22/03 Wed
*Unami grins up at Elm.* You really wanna play wi' me? Oh joy, oh harpiness! *hops up and does a lil jig.* umm...I dunno what to play...what do ye know? -- Unami, 19:53:02 10/23/03 Thu
How about tag or pass-the-turnip? (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:34:30 10/24/03 Fri
Tag is fun! Lets find others who wanna play too! *Unami starts running about, asking everyone he can find to play tag with him.* -- Unami, 21:03:25 10/24/03 Fri
*Sighs and looks aroung her for anyone willing to play* (NT) -- Elmflower, 19:03:32 10/25/03 Sat
*Mickle stands back and looks ath the excited Unami.* Actually, Tag does sound rather entertaining...I'll play. -- Mickle, 20:06:05 10/29/03 Wed
*Seline stays down inside her barrel, as this is not her kind of thing.* (NT) -- Seline Swiftstrike, 12:41:52 10/30/03 Thu
So when do we start the game? (NT) -- Elmflower, 16:22:40 10/30/03 Thu
*Unami skips over to Elm.* It starts...NOW! *Tags Elm and dashes off, giggling.* -- Unami, 19:38:00 10/30/03 Thu
*Mickle grins, and dodges arround behind a table.* -- Mickle, 21:29:23 11/01/03 Sat
*Dashes toward Mickle and tries to jump on top of him.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 15:29:08 11/03/03 Mon
*Mickle dives under the table* -- Mickle, 20:46:34 11/05/03 Wed
*Elmflower's eyes go wide as she misses Mickle and slides on the tabletop. Finally she falls off and stands up swaying a little* Hey! That was kinda fun!*Starts giggling and falls over* (NT) -- Elmflower, 20:50:56 11/05/03 Wed
*Slowly crawls under the table so she isn't noticed. She sneaks up behind Mickle and swings her arm at him. She then dashes out from under the table into a crowd of beasts.* (NT) -- Elmflower, 14:05:20 11/08/03 Sat

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