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« on: April 10, 2008, 03:44:59 PM » |
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If anybody sees Starvin' Marvin, could you pass on a message for me? It is as follows:
"Sorry, mistook you for a headhunter; saw a native hiding in the waters off the coast and your name seemed familiar, so I thought you was on the list. Plus I opened with a sword for identification, for the usual reasons. My bad. Of course, since you happened to off me, I suppose we're even now, aren't we?
Oh, and if my computer hadn't chosen that precise moment to crash and burn like a hippie metal rocker, I would have been able to lead you on a much merrier dance of it."
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Keiichi
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« Reply #1 on: April 11, 2008, 12:49:28 PM » |
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I just killed him because I saw that the last outsider kill on his profile was you!
Dang dang dang! I thought he was a headhunter!
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The flight was heavenly the sky my ocean As I soared beyond the clouds and golden voices called me home You asked "Do you believe in love?" and I shook my head So, your sins unto me as I fall down never to return from this land My wings are clipped, my voice stilled, Goodbye.
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Tomn
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« Reply #2 on: April 11, 2008, 03:29:49 PM » |
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Right, that tears it. If anybody sees him, tell him he can collect his ten gold wergild at our barracks.
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KingBiscuit
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« Reply #3 on: April 11, 2008, 04:31:37 PM » |
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Marvn is understandably extremely upset. With two unprovoked attacks, and one kill, coming from the same organization, you'll understand if he feels a bit suspicious and angry. I don't think 10 gold will cover it.
Keep in mind, he is currently engaged in a war with the 1CM. Being killed forces him to revive at the wandering shaman which is a huge inconvenience.
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“I’m an Indian tonight, baby,” he announced. “C’mon, let’s let ’em have it.” Then he dumped a pickle jar of change on the floor, told her to get a machete, and went out to the garage.
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Serious Sam
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« Reply #4 on: April 11, 2008, 05:04:47 PM » |
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Bulls**t
Starvin Marvin is a member of the Vietcong. A self stated Hostile native group dedicated to trying to kill innocent outsiders and pirates.
Pay him nothing. He kills outsiders indiscriminantly.
If you see just put a machete in his head. That is all that kind of native needs.
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Keiichi
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« Reply #5 on: April 11, 2008, 05:28:56 PM » |
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Wish I could do that but you kicked me outta the 1CM and now im in the Durham army. 
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The flight was heavenly the sky my ocean As I soared beyond the clouds and golden voices called me home You asked "Do you believe in love?" and I shook my head So, your sins unto me as I fall down never to return from this land My wings are clipped, my voice stilled, Goodbye.
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Tomn
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« Reply #6 on: April 11, 2008, 07:20:59 PM » |
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Well, to be fair, he HAD killed me off. And by the time he killed me I was running away; and I might have gotten away with it, too, if my computer hadn't crushed. And Derry's attack wasn't exactly unprovoked, although it was steeped in misunderstanding; he thought he was avenging his boss.
I might add that if we are to keep in mind that he is engaged in a war with the CM, he is to keep in mind that we're fending off headhunters. We're a wee bit edgy ourselves.
So, all that said, can we agree that ten gold is a fair wergild? I mean, between my death evening his own out, ten gold should just about cover the unprovoked attack plus the travel time to Durham.
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KingBiscuit
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« Reply #7 on: April 11, 2008, 09:41:32 PM » |
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To paraphrase one of the 1CM's illustrious members, you drew first blood. If you had given an empty bottle or something else for identification purposes, the whole thing wouldn't have happened.
I understand your and Derry's motives. I will make Starvin Marvin aware of your offer, but he might not accept. He's pretty angry.
I'm not threatening any Court action on this, understand, I view this as a personal misunderstanding and am attempting to resolve the deal with as little conflict as possible.
-SofaKing
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“I’m an Indian tonight, baby,” he announced. “C’mon, let’s let ’em have it.” Then he dumped a pickle jar of change on the floor, told her to get a machete, and went out to the garage.
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