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Topic: LOTR Wenches' Tavern
fallow
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posted June 03, 2004 11:08 PM
*rubs forehead and staggers to feet inside the dark closet* "I just had the strangest..." *doubles over gagging and coughing up a hairball*
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MaydayDesiax
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posted June 03, 2004 11:11 PM
::opens closet wide to find Fallow:: Fallow, what in Middle-Earth are you doing in my closet?
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Shan
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posted June 03, 2004 11:13 PM
*sets saucer filled with goat's milk down on the porch step* "Here, kitty kitty" [ June 03, 2004, 11:13 PM: Message edited by: Shan ]
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skillery
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posted June 03, 2004 11:27 PM
*gives up all hope of being rescued before dying of thirst* *releases the kite twine* *spirals downward, out of control*
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Shan
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posted June 03, 2004 11:30 PM
*Screams and ducks in the tavern as an unknown shape hurtles past to thud on the ground* "Mayday! Come quick! A dragon just fell out of the sky!"
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fallow
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posted June 03, 2004 11:32 PM
Ms. May, Some joker told me there was an entrance to a wizard's dungeon in your closet. But, there was no secret entrance. It was dark and smelled of moth balls.
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fallow
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posted June 03, 2004 11:36 PM
*stops in mid-spring butterfly pursuit* *looks skyward at falling, flailing figure* rrreow?!?
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skillery
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posted June 04, 2004 12:27 AM
*smells kitty whizzle* *feels warm wetness on his arm* *blacks out*
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fallow
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posted June 04, 2004 12:46 AM
*licks paw* "stares at wet wrist* *grooms self* "stares angrily at limb's odd behavior" *squats* Ms. May? *gulps*, Shan? Would you be so kind as to direct me to the facilities?
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Shan
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posted June 04, 2004 06:39 PM
"Stay out of the rosebushes, pussykins, and all will be well."
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fallow
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posted June 05, 2004 01:56 AM
*feels an alarming sense of thoracic vibration* *wheels around in confusion* *curls up by the hearth* *purrs* "PURRS?!"
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MaydayDesiax
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posted June 05, 2004 02:18 AM
::rushes outside, waving a sword:: Dragon?! Where-- Skillery! ::rushes over untangle him from the kite:: Skill? ::slaps cheek lightly::
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fallow
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posted June 05, 2004 02:29 AM
*dreams of lasagna and a drooling idiot of a canine*
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skillery
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posted June 05, 2004 03:08 AM
*opens one eye, tries to raise head* "Yowww, my back!" *head drops back in the dirt* "Water...thirsty"
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Shan
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posted June 05, 2004 03:44 PM
"What do you think, Mayday? Will Skillery survive?" *Rushes off to pull a bucket of water from the well* *Lumbers hurridly back with slopping overfull bucket of water* *Drenches the thirsty and mostly unconscious skillery in water in a hopeful attempt to revive life signs*
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skillery
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posted June 05, 2004 08:18 PM
*lifts head out of the mud* "Thanks...kite works...who wants to be next?" *drops head back in the mud, muttering something about green smoke and a mysterious clearing in the forest* *sleeps*
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MaydayDesiax
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posted June 05, 2004 10:29 PM
Poor Skillery... Yeah, he'll be fine, just some sleep. ::carries Skillery up to a room with Shan's help:: Mysterious clearing and green smoke? What do you think, Shan?
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fallow
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posted June 05, 2004 10:36 PM
*licks self with sandpaper tongue* *watches wenches carry limp body upstairs*
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skillery
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posted June 06, 2004 02:23 AM
mmm...goose down... What's with the cracker crumbs though? *snores loudly*
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Shan
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posted June 06, 2004 03:18 PM
It sounds intriguing Mayday - shall we explore?
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skillery
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posted June 06, 2004 08:11 PM
*stiffly rolls out of bed* *finds slippers, a bathrobe and a towel at the foot of the bed* *limps to the window and looks down on the wreckage of the spider kite* at least the sail isn't torn *hobbles down the hall to the bathroom and slides into the warm, strawberry-scented tub* ahhhhhh
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fallow
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posted June 06, 2004 08:49 PM
*awakens to sniff a strange odor on the wind* *gags* *coughs up hairball* *stands up on two feet* *shivers head to toe shedding kitty fur* *heads for the garden*
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skillery
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posted June 07, 2004 12:56 AM
*enjoys a relaxing and reviving soak in the tub…* *…but feels a nagging sense of guilt over having kept Shan’s anti-spider talisman for so long…* *…wants to return the talisman and make peace with the owner* *reluctantly climbs out of the tub* *dries off and hobbles back to the room* *finds the bed made and his clothes laid out* *slips into his Mayday-made silk shirt* *notices several cut threads in the shirt just over the area where his ribs are bruised and sore* *wonders if perhaps the spider silk shirt saved his life* *hobbles downstairs to find Shan and Mayday*
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fallow
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posted June 07, 2004 01:01 AM
*streches on the porch* *follows a silken line to the...* "gasps" "wreckage of a beautifully conceived vehicle" *rubbernecks parts, pieces, lines and intents* *closes eyes and reassembles cognitive blueprint*
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skillery
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posted June 07, 2004 01:09 AM
*shakes head as he examines the wreck with Fallow* "I'm sorry Fallow. I know that I promised you the first ride, but I panicked when that cat came after me." "I'm sure we can rebuild it." "I could have used that silver helmet of yours, neh?" "By the way, have you seen that cat?"
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fallow
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posted June 07, 2004 01:17 AM
*rubs skillery's leg* *surveys wreckage* *gags* "'scuze me!"
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skillery
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posted June 07, 2004 01:54 AM
*wonders if Fallow is having an identity crisis* A nice shave with an elvish blade would do that fellow some good. *wonders what became of Derrell's knife*
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Telperion the Silver
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posted June 07, 2004 01:17 PM
*stops pruning silver branches with the elvish-knife* Did you want this? If it's good for shaving trees it's good for shaving people.
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skillery
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posted June 07, 2004 01:39 PM
"Telp, I was thinking you ought to do the shaving. You did such a good job on me." "Here, I'll hold him...squirrelly rascal, isn’t he." "He'll thank us later..."
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Telperion the Silver
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posted June 07, 2004 01:43 PM
*cackle* Oops.. hehe... *rustle* *holds fallow down and proceeds to full-body-shave* Quit quirming!
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skillery
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posted June 07, 2004 02:49 PM
*constructs a memorial to Fallow the Cat out of bits of fur, cracker crumbs, and spider silk*
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skillery
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posted June 09, 2004 10:27 PM
"Oh no! He really was a cat!" "Now what are we gonna do?" *smears sunscreen on the hairless Fallow*
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Shan
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posted June 10, 2004 11:58 PM
*Surveys the interior of the Wenches Tavern* *Wonders what happened to the Wenches* *Grasps a broom and begins to slowly sweep the floor, pondering where her next journey might take her* *Hopes the spider problem is under control when she returns* *Sweeps the dust out the door, places her straw hat on her head, and heads down the road whistling Bilbo's walking song* "The road goes ever on and on down from the door where it began . . . "
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skillery
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posted June 11, 2004 12:33 AM
*runs to catch up with Shan* "Wait! You may need this!" *hands the angel-figurine/anti-spider-talisman to Shan*
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fallow
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posted June 11, 2004 08:35 PM
*returns from happy place* *admires new suntan and chuckles*
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skillery
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posted June 11, 2004 08:59 PM
*scratches fallow between the ears* "Nice kitty"
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Shan
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posted June 11, 2004 11:06 PM
*regards the angel figurine quizzically* *can not for the life of her remember when, where or why skillery determined it belonged to her* *shrugs and tucks the figurine away in a pocket and continues whistling while walking* *looks forward to beautful countrysides, mild adventures and new folks*
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fallow
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posted June 12, 2004 06:16 PM
*pensively purruses the Tavern's lot and grins Chesire-like*
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fallow
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posted June 12, 2004 07:47 PM
*heads into tavern* *finds old-school fashioned telephone* *deliberately places a few strikingly rotary phone calls*
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fallow
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posted June 12, 2004 08:38 PM
*dons silver helmet* *exits tavern* *surveys lot* *toggles helmet's zoom lens* *trains visor's eyeline down wench hill at the train of cement-mixers meandering their way up the hill*
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fallow
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posted June 12, 2004 08:47 PM
*gently marks outlines of tavern driveway with 1X2's and tidy little red flags* *straightens and checks progress of cement mixers*
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fallow
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posted June 12, 2004 09:23 PM
*plays boggle with baby spiders*
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fallow
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posted June 12, 2004 09:45 PM
*retreats into the tavern to dial the local porche dealership* [ June 12, 2004, 09:46 PM: Message edited by: fallow ]
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skillery
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posted June 12, 2004 10:07 PM
*wonders if Fallow is going through a midlife crisis too* *notes that Fallow will have a grand total of 50 ft of paved surface on which to drive the vehicle of his dreams* *hopes Fallow is dreaming of an OHV with mud tires* *peruses the contents of the Wenches' Tavern Memorial Library, looking for a road atlas*
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skillery
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posted June 13, 2004 12:29 AM
Hmmm...road trip...this is gonna be fun. "Hey Fallow, let's get a Porsche for stylin' in the driveway, and one of them Hummer things for the road." "Dude, check out these shades." "Do I still look like an old fart?"
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fallow
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posted June 13, 2004 06:50 PM
*ignores skillery for a moment* *plucks out trusty trowel with a quick-spin flair and commences to directin' the pourin' 'o' the Tavern's gentrificated driveway* edit: crossing T's and trowelling smooth as silk [ June 13, 2004, 06:52 PM: Message edited by: fallow ]
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skillery
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posted June 14, 2004 12:51 AM
*sneakily leaves a handprint in Fallow's silky smooth concrete* *wonders whether to inscribe the date* *observes that it is usually the cat that leaves prints in the fresh concrete* This Fallow is one gentrificated cat...righteous and outa-sighteous!
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fallow
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posted June 14, 2004 11:16 PM
*surrepticiously drops trowel and trou' to make bum-print in wenches' new driveway* *watches concrete harden* *idly wonders if he should have notified mysterious wenches of landscaping alterations* edit: (to find fasteners on silky trousers) [ June 14, 2004, 11:18 PM: Message edited by: fallow ]
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skillery
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posted June 15, 2004 01:08 AM
*wonders how long it will take for the lime to start burning Fallow's nethermost regions* *hands the cat a jar of soothing ointment*
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fallow
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posted June 15, 2004 01:20 AM
*takes jar* "mmmm... might come in handy" *gives Skillery a thumbs-up (*whispers* "this is gonna be a bit silly") and scampers down the hill*
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