Post by Arissa Warrner on Aug 4, 2008 12:50:29 GMT -5
another misadventure, okay this one might need some explination, bacicly its Arissa and Dameus, and this was inpired by disecction day in biology, i shall leave it at that
a bullet may have your name on it but a grenade is addressed 'to whom it may concern'
Executor: As the executor of Arrucard Isicoru's estate, I've been empowered to read Mr. Isicoru's last will and testament. Travaler: Well, get on with it. The bar's open soon. Ivan: Yes!!! BURN ARRUCARD! Drakina: Settle down, Ivan. Nenuphar: *sigh* How predictably boring. Shay: I never knew a kinder man. Executor: If we are all seated, I shall begin with the reading. Nenuphar: I knew it. Executor: "I, Arrucard Isicoru, being of sound mind and body..." Ivan: That's a laugh! Executor: "Do hereby divide my considerable estate as follows. To my homocidal brother, Ivan.." Ivan: KILLLLLL!!!!!!! Drakina: Ivan, darling, he's talking about us. Ivan: Oh. Executor: "...who possessed my body, lead me to the brink of insanity, killed me, and endangered my friends..." Ivan: Tch! Executor: To Ivan, I leave...a boot to the head. Ivan: A what? OW! Drakina: Ivan, are you okay? Executor: "...and another boot to his whimpy wife Drakina." Drakina: Ow!! Travaler: Ha ha! Ivan: That was uncalled for! Executor: "Ah, but still, you are still my brother. You have both admired my Rolls Royce, and since I no longer need it..." Drakina: Oh! Arrucard! He's too kind! Executor:"...I decree another boot to the head." Ivan: What? OW! Executor: "And one more for Drakina." Drakina: Ow! Executor: "Next is my alcoholic friend.." Travaler: Hey, I don't want no boot to the head. Executor: "To dear Travaler who has never worked a day in his drunken life..." Travaler: I'm covering up my head! Executor: "...I leave my whine cellar and three crates of my finest whisky..." Travaler: Really? Executor: "...and a boot to the head." Travaler: Oof! Executor: "And a few more for Ivan." Ivan: Gyah! Oof! Ow! Executor: "Next, to the emo spirit-thingy Nenuphar..." Nenuphar: This is so predictable... Executor: "...I leave a boot to the head..." Nenuphar: Ow! Stupid mortals... Executor: "...and several more for Ivan." Ivan: Oof! Ow! Gyah!!! NYOOOOOO!!!!! Executor: "And, now, to Miss Mistwolf..." Shay: Oh, I don't want nothin'. Executor: "...who was a true and dear friend through all of the craziness." Shay: Oh, it wasn't... Executor: "To Miss Mistwolf, I decree....a boot to the head..." Shay: Hey! Executor: "...and many many more to Ivan." Ivan: AAAAHHH!!!! Leave me alooooone!!!!!!! *thwkam**thwack**thwakam**smack* Executor: "And, so, to the fairy-obsessed Anasa, I leave my entire vast...boot to the head." Anasa: Ow! Son of a Sharden! Executor: And, finally, to my lawyer, who has helped me on this will, I leave, not a boot to the head, but a rabid tazmanian devil to be placed in his trousers." GYAAAH!!!!!!! "And I leave my entire estate of $10 million dollars to the people of Kvatch, so they can afford to move somewhere decent!!!" Drakina: Is that? Nenuphar: That's it? Travaler: That's disgraceful! Executor: There is one last thing for everyone. Travaler: Cover your heads, everybody. Executor: "I leave everyone a life-time supply of ice cream." Shay: What flavor is it? Executor: Boot to the head. Everybody: Ow!! Ivan: NOOOO!!!!! CURSE YOU, ARRUCARRRRRRRD!!!!!!!!! *jumps out the window*
Post by Aeric Ecrai on Aug 14, 2008 19:34:23 GMT -5
RAAAH YOU MUST GET... A BOOT TO THE HEAD.
Wizard's Fourth Rule: "The Wizard's Fourth Rule, he called it. He said that there was magic in sincere forgiveness, in the Fourth Rule. Magic to heal. In forgiveness you grant, and more so in the forgiveness you receive." - from Temple of the Winds by Terry Goodkind
