A "Whimsical" set...

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Cateran Emperor

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:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

Hooray! The Weatherlost is finally back!

[me]dances a little jig[/me]
 
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Apollo

Guest
YAY!!! IT'S BACK!!! I have a reason to live again!!!

I guess the dress-burning worked.:)

[Edited by Apollo on 10-30-00 at 08:41 PM]
 
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Phyrexian Pie-Eater

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She's back with a vengence! Go whim. keep the good times rolling
 
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Ogg

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Hey hey HEY!! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!

Er, don't stop writing! I noticed the thread was way down the list... We can't take THAT now can we?

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STO-RY! STO-RY! STO-RY!

[Edited by Ogg on 11-01-00 at 10:34 PM]
 
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Darsh

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Phyrexian Pie-Eater

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[me]hops on the bandwagon[/me] Sto-ry Sto-ry
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dw51688

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Don't forget me!

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Cateran Emperor

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[me]slams dw into the wall for making me scroll through all that[/me]
 
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dw51688

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[me]slams Cateran to the wall for smacking him for making him scroll :confused:[/me]
 
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Apollo

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Whimsy! You can see we're all going insane, here! Post a new chapter of the story, before somebody kills someone!
 
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Cateran Emperor

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[me]slams dw into the wall for even thinking he could pick up the massive CE, much less throw him into a wall for throwing him into a wall for making him scroll all the way down[/me]
 
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Darsh

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[me] starts kicking dw for that long post[/me]

Don't make us kill dw Whimsy.;)
 
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Whimsical

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Maybe I should change mah nick into "Story Slave"? <laughs> Anyways. Thanks for bearing with mah erratic sense of creativity. No more burning of dresses, Apollo dearie! It's a pain to find comfy clothing nowadays. ;) Have I gotten everyone's attention? Stop bashing DW, guys! Okay. Settle down, grab a box of popcorn ... as Whimisical productions presents!

EVEN MORE WEATHERLOST (by popular, not to mention violent audience demand)! :D

<when we last left the intrepid crew of the Weatherlost>

Purple (hiking up her robes and running): Ever notice that the pauses in between episodes get longer and longer?

Spidey (hiking up his, er, loincloth and running beside Purple): I noticed. At least we didn’t get any dust on us this time around.

Purple: Because we’ve been running this whole time!

Spidey: YOU got us into this mess by summoning that thing Man was not Meant to Know or Even Associate With!

Purple: Well you just ADDED to the entire thing by summoning ANOTHER Thing Man was not Meant to Know or Even Associate With!

Spidey: On a side note… who’s paying for the upkeep of these things? There are three of them!

Purple: Good question. <pulls out a binder of Weatherlost trading cards and starts riffling through it> Hmm. None of us are even SUPPOSED to be capable of summoning those things.

Spidey: Really? Let me look at that. <looks over the crew cards> Hmm. The closest we’ve got is you.

Purple: And I’ve got a clause that says I can’t bring into play anything remotely useful… <sighs>

Spidey: No bloody wonder you’re called a Sorceress Inept.

Purple: And who saved our collective keisters many many episodes ago?

Spidey: Um, me?

Purple: Try again, hamburger head.

Spidey: I remember Apollo getting us out of that Island of the Tropical Bird Maidens jam a few episodes ago…

Purple: Only because we threatened to sic him on them all if they didn’t hand over all their money…

Spidey: Good point. Er, Cat? PPE? The captain? Sleepy? It can’t be Mindi or the clockwork gnomes! Hmm. That’s the entire crew already.

Purple (glares at him): Jeez! I was talking about me!

Spidey: We were?

Purple: Why you! <stops to point a finger at Spidey, a light purple haze surrounding her> Vertigo!

Spidey: Oh, no. <scenery starts twisting in a nauseatingly familiar flashy-backy pattern> Not again…

<scenery unblurs to reveal a Weatherlost tossing and turning in a storm-lashed sea, camera zooms to the main deck of the ship where we find…>

Apollo (holding on desperately to the ship’s wheel): Captain! The ship won’t hold! She’s breaking up!!!

Zadok: I said give me warp 9 and I meant it, Ensign!

Apollo: But I’m only a cabin boy.

Zadok: Your point?

Apollo: We can barely make three knots with this leaky tub, much less warp 9.

Zadok: Oh. Give me three knots then, cabin boy! Engage!

Apollo: But captain! We’re both guys! What you’re proposing is illegal in 47 states!

Zadok: What I meant was … oh, never mind! Give me the wheel!

Apollo: <hands the wheel over>

Zadok: <looks at the detached wheel in horror> What about steering?!

Apollo: Captain! We have no cattle on board, sir! <gives a sly grin> And besides … bestiality is also illegal in most states too.

Zadok: Then give me a screwdriver! I have to fix this!

Apollo: <hands over a glass of vodka and orange juice> Stirred, not shaken. :D

Zadok (eyes rolling up in dismay): Help me…

<inside the captain’s cabin, we find…>

Purple (poring over maps and charts with a worried frown>: How’d the beebles did we get into the Sea of Storms? Who the beebles is the beeble-brained navigator here?!

Spidey: Uh, Purple. You’re offending the navigator. <points to a gloomy looking beeble sitting in a corner, piloting the ship>

Cat: We to change course NOW! We’re going to crash into the … <squints at the map> The Area of the Sea Full of Sharp Pointy Things That Have Sunk Many Many Ships Already!!!

PPE: Anybody for some pie?

Purple, Spidey, Cat: No!!!

Spidey: But we can’t change course! The navigation <nods to the gloomy beeble> is malfunctioning!

Cat: We’ve already lost all of our disposable non-CPA crew members trying to remove it!

PPE: Pie anyone? Last chance … it’s a pecan pie!

Purple, Spidey, Cat: No!!!

Purple (cracking knuckles): I guess I have no choice now. I’m going to have to blow the navigation.

Spidey, Cat, PPE (looking at her with wide eyes): Really? Lucky beeble… <all three stare at the now widely-smiling beeble>

Purple: I didn’t mean it that way! I meant to say I was going to have to bang it to produce results!!!

Cat: Ever seen a beeble/sorceress half-breed?

PPE: I didn’t even think it was possible…

Spidey: Guess we’ll find out in 9 months. <turns to a fuming Purple> Er, do you need privacy for that?

Purple (face going from bright red to a nice shade of purplish-red): You, you, you …. YOU PERVERTS!!!

Cat: Exit, stage left. <moves quickly out the door>

PPE: Exit, stage right. <follows Cat with a grin>

Spidey: Tell us all about it, eh Purple? <ducks a flurry of small, hard items> Hehehehehehehehehe. <ducks Zadok’s bed and quickly slams the door shut>

<30 seconds later, after several bright flashes and much groaning coming from the captain’s cabin … the door is flung open by a flustered Purple>

Spidey: Over so soon?

Cat (shaking head sadly): Those beebles. Absolutely no endurance whatsover.

Purple: YOU PERVERTS! It’s not what you think! I gated the danged thing out already! We can steer nowwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!

Spidey (look of amusement on face): You … ejected it?

Purple: Darn right!

Cat (wide grin on face): Oooooooh. Then that means that the beeble…

PPE (same wide grin): The beeble had a premature ejection….

Purple: PERVERTS!!!!!!!!!!!!

<scenery blurs in that same nauseating pattern, unblurring back to the present>

Spidey: Oh. That’s right. The beeble. Hehehehehehehehehe.

Purple: PERVERT!!! <stomp, stomp, stomp>

Spidey: Hey! Who’s the cloaked figure in the broad-brimmed hat facing the Cosmic Horrors? Ow, ow, ow! I hate your spiked heels!!! Ow, ow, ow!

Purple: PERVERT!!! <keeps on stomping>

<zooming over to the aforementioned cloaked figure in the broad-brimmed hat>

Figure: <draws self up importantly, speaking in a stentorian voice to the three slithering Horrors> I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the bubblegum that keeps getting stuck in your, er, appendages! I am…


Start guessing, folks! ‘Till next time, y’all! :D
 
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Apollo

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As hilarious is always, Whimsy!

But I guess now that you've left us this nice clifhanger, you'll update it again real soon so we find out who it is...

right?:)
 
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