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- Path: sparky!uunet!nwnexus!seanews!eskimo!jammer
- From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
- Subject: Re: From Feather's other half (was Re: boo
- Message-ID: <1993Jan2.123323.11506@eskimo.com>
- Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
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- References: <C07rIz.II5@agora.rain.com>
- Date: Sat, 2 Jan 1993 12:33:23 GMT
- Lines: 70
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- Feather (feath@agora.rain.com) wrote:
- : >>"Well, kitten, we could start calling you 'wench' more often if you
- want. We
- : >>could even make that your official net.alias, or at least add it
- after conan
- : >>the librarian. How far are you willing to go with this 'wench'
- thing?"
- : >
- : > "I dunno, a lot of people might find adjusting to the new name a
- bit of
- : >a 'wench'. Still, if a nut like you can't torque her into it..."
- : >
- : > The brumby prepares to bolt.
- :
- : Suddenly a big rainbow wing feather with writing on it drops from the
- rafters
- : and lands flat in front of where Feather is sitting. "Yeep!" goes the
- startled
- : Feather, who then reads the writing. Suddenly the small gray avian
- puts one
- : wing over her eyes and groans. "Ohhhh, nooooo, R-Crow, PLEEEZE don't
- make me
- : say this... pleeeeeeze...!"
- :
- : There is a small but noticeable rumble of thunder in the rafters just
- above
- : Feather. "Ok, ok, ok!" says the gray avian, who then turns to the
- patrons.
- : "It's a message from my RL self. She says that if she ever opens a
- tavern,
- : it would be called the Rainbow Crow-bar..."
- :
- : Feather PK's the rainbow feather, "kicks" it back to the rafters where
- it
- : came from, and yells upward: "Nice pry!"
- :
- : -Feather (one exasperated little bird)
-
- Jammer hollers
- "WENCH! we need you! Brumby's prepared to BOLT!"
-
- Jammer ducks, and continues firing peanuts.
-
- He pokes his head above the table and crys
-
- "I knew somthing was wrong with him as soon as I saw his new threads!:
-
- Jammer ducks back beneath the table, as Warrior swings a massive paw at
- him, in spite of the fact that the claws are carefully retracted.
-
- Jammer pops back up and yells
- "The mans vibrated loose, so someone, quick socket to him!"
- Jammer ducks back down as Warrior roars in frustration.
-
- Jammer scrables around behind a chair, and yells
- "Better get somone to help you, Wench, and Quick, we need to end
- this torque-ture!:
-
- This is too much for Warrior.
- With deafening roar, he clears the two intervening tables, and lands
- square in the middle of the one Jammer is chortling under.
- The table collapses, and Jammer, panther, and peanuts roll through the
- bar, scattering havoc, peanuts and patrons as they go.
-
- As they roll out the door, into the snow, Jammer yells, through his
- laughter,
- "I swear, yer all NUTS!"
-
- The door slams, and all the patrons hear are growls and laughter, and
- all they see is chaos, spilled drinks, and pea, ah, well, nuts.
-