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« Reply #30 on: January 22, 2007, 12:51:15 AM » |
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http://www.shartak.com//profile.cgi?id=6639Looking for warrior type, not fussed on gender.
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Dramatis personae:
Justice Hart of York - leader of the Order of Patriots
FirstAmongstDaves - pirate and class act
Blue Hummingbird - Queen of the Dalpoki
Ibn al Xuffasch - Arab astrologer and hunter
Vercingetorix - roaming assassin
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Marvin
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« Reply #31 on: January 22, 2007, 05:53:15 AM » |
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CJ
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« Reply #32 on: January 22, 2007, 06:44:29 AM » |
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This staff seems to execute certain criteria, but who ate whom here? |
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Marvin
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« Reply #33 on: January 22, 2007, 07:06:09 AM » |
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Description:
Blue Hummingbird on the Left is a Raktam mercenary and scout, who shall not rest until she has cut off and used the tongue of every last Yorker as toilet paper, and decided which is the softest and most absorbant. A recidivist cannibal who knows its wrong, but just loves the taste.
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« Reply #34 on: January 22, 2007, 04:22:31 PM » |
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Oh, man. I am going to clean my feet, replace my teeth, get a monkey to pick all the lice from my hair and I am there, on the prowl.
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« Reply #35 on: January 22, 2007, 04:53:52 PM » |
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Well, and what happened to poor Justine? Killed by some guy named "Marvin"  |
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Marvin
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« Reply #36 on: January 22, 2007, 09:35:26 PM » |
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Just send her flowers and chocolate in a box the shape of a heart and she’ll understand
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Gitboy
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« Reply #37 on: January 22, 2007, 10:46:52 PM » |
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You wouldn't believe how hard it is to get chocolates in a box the shape of a deer on Shartak.
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FirstAmongstDaves
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« Reply #38 on: January 23, 2007, 03:45:46 AM » |
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Oh, right. Justine's the Wiksik branch manager. I don't control Wiksik, Dalpok or Derby.
Blue Hummingbird is warming up for the Derby Derby and so is quite far from York. I'll see if she can get there and go to the agency after the Derby.
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Dramatis personae:
Justice Hart of York - leader of the Order of Patriots
FirstAmongstDaves - pirate and class act
Blue Hummingbird - Queen of the Dalpoki
Ibn al Xuffasch - Arab astrologer and hunter
Vercingetorix - roaming assassin
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backwards7
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Skin. Bones. Pointy nose
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« Reply #39 on: January 23, 2007, 11:24:32 AM » |
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backwards7
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Skin. Bones. Pointy nose
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« Reply #40 on: January 23, 2007, 02:52:24 PM » |
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The York Dating Agency continues in its quest to deliver the good people of Shartak into the respectable condition of holy wedlock. Eliza Bellamy would like to publicly denounce any rumours relating to her life before her arrival on the island. Read more glowing endorsements from our happy clientele! - “After handing over the sum of £100 to Ms Eliza Bellamy, I was delighted when she was able to reunite me with my husband, who had mysteriously gone missing a few days earlier.”
- Mrs Mary Holland.
- “The lascivious pictures, currently being circulated by one Eliza Bellamy, depicting myself enjoying the intimate company of Lady Osbourne-Mills, are nothing more than expensive forgeries.”
- The Bishop of Rochford.
- “My trousers you strumpet! What have you done with my trousers?”
- The Earl of Leicester.
NEW MEMBER PROFILE: A respected Senator |
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Keiichi
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« Reply #41 on: January 23, 2007, 04:48:16 PM » |
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Looking for somebody not concerned about torso collecting, York hating antics. What fun.....  http://www.shartak.com//profile.cgi?id=6206 |
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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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