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This is a thread for all our OOC creative crap like.. songs and poems and spoofs and plays and fanfics and.. crap. Whoo! I thought we could put stuff like that in here so it wouldn't get lost amongst all the scary OOC-ness. Have fun!

We're Vikings!

(( Setting: In the bless'ed year of 1066 or so.. there were vikings, I'm sure. And a Norman invasion. However, that has nothing to do with this play. This play has to do with our heroes finding themselves in a Viking-like area. There is a wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide sea, a large ship, and on the horizon is a monk-filled monastery....... ))

Marie: *has just finished tying up the former crew of the ship they're now on. straightens and wipes her brow* Pheeeeew.. that was a lot of work. *checks her watch* ... Time for my Chemo! *toddles off below deck*

Trintara: *walking around and kicking random things. draws her sword and swings it around. points it at marie as she walks off* Get yer arse back here! Ye can be druggin' yerself on yer own time. This be MY time! *turns and points her sword at otto* Ye! Get yer arse below deck and get to kickin' our hostages. 'Git!

Otto: *grins and gives a mock salute* Aye, aye. *turns and heads below deck, swinging his hook. hums "Stuck on You" as he goes*

Trintara: *sheathes her sword and walks around with her arms crossed behind her back, examining the ship with a scrutinizing eye* Aye.. aye.. drink up, me hearties. Yo ho..

Seah: *looks up from mopping as trin passes* ...Were you singing?

Trintara: *widens her eye* What?!?!? ... 'Course I wasn't. I don't.. yer hearin'.. GET BACK TO WORK, KNAVE. *turns and hurriedly continues to the poop deck*

Seah: *scratches her head. shrugs. gets back to mopping*

Trintara: *mutter-mutter-mutter. heads for the front of the ship and leans on the railing, looking out at the approaching land*

Dendra: *is tied to the front of the ship where a wooden mermaid would usually be found. looks up at trin and blinks* .. We almost there?

Trintara: *sighs* Aye.

Dendra: You gonna untie me when we get there?

Trintara: Nay. Now shuddup. Wooden mermaids be not talkative.

Dendra: *nods and looks ahead again*

Marie: *comes back up to the deck. is now bald. begins handing out eyepatches, parrots, and wooden legs to the rest of the group*

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(( And so it was that the island approached. Or maybe it was that they approached the island.. In any case, they got closer. Trin begins to get antsy..... ))

Trintara: *is antsy. paces in an antsy fashion before looking up at the crow's nest and yelling* FUZZBALL! What be ye seeing?!

Izzy: *sitting in the crow's nest sniffing something. drops what he's doing when trin yells and grabs a telescope. looks around. pales slightly and leans over the rail* Bad news, pirate!

Trintara: *tugs at her ear* Aye? What be it?

Izzy: We've been had! That monastery's monkless. It's full of witches and babies!

Trintara: ............... Yer kidding.

Izzy: 'Fraid not, pirate.

Trintara: ............................

-- the passage of ten minutes --

Trintara: ............................

Izzy: *asleep*

*the ship suddenly lurches as it hits the sand*

Marie: Land.. HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! *turns and points to chamille* Skank.. HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOE!!!

Chamille: *has a hunky hostage on each arm. blinks and looks generally confused* Hm?

Trintara: *takes a deep breath and nods* Aye. Today be a good day to retire.

Dendra: *blinks and looks up again* ... The gate's in the monastery.

Trintara: Bloody.. *looks over the rail at dendra* And how be ye knowing that?

Dendra: My coin told me.

Trintara: Yer arms be tied up.

Dendra: .... It told me...... yesterday?

Trintara: ........ *rubs her forehead. looks back at the makeshift crew. tugs her locket. downs a barrel of rum. draws her sword and points at the island* AAAAALL ASHOOOOOORE!!

Crew: WHOO! *all jump up. camera stops on their happy pose. camera resumes normal action. they all hop off the ship.... and into the water. begins splashing around* Heeeeeelp!!

Trintara: ... *twitches her ears and nose. a bunch of bunnies hop out of altereus and make a bunny-raft. the crew climbs aboard and they all head to the island*

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(( And lo! did they reach the sand and were greeted by the witches and the babies. The babies, oddly enough, resembled characters from the popular Nickelodeon series, Rugrats! .. Although they weren't the same thing at all. They were something totally new that Bran just made up. The witches are all similar to Glenda the Good Witch.. but NOT the same........ ))

Tommy-baby Lookalike: So.. you dumb-dumbs decider'ed to come play. Let's plaaaaay. Babies! Attaaaack!

Trintara: *twitch... twitch.... twitch...*

Seah: *thinks the babies are cute and tries to pick one up. gets K-Oed by a plastic wrench*

Izzy: *steps up and points dramatically* You babies are no match for me. Behold.. the kitty! *transforms and hops around and is cute*

Majority of the babies: *gasp!* heart heart heart *gives chase!*

Iria: .... *stomps all over the rest of the babies. crish-crush. crish-crush. is offended when some of them mistake her toplessness for nourishment and spear the only survivors*

Trintara: *is slightly less twitchy now that the babies are goneth. draws her sword and points it at the good witches* Now, ye bastards. Ye'll all DIE!

Head Glenda: *claps her hands together and coos* Die is such an ugly word.. you have the power to go home. You've had it all along! Just click your heels together thre--

Trintara: I don't be wearin' heels.

Head Glenda: You do noOOooOoow! *waves her wand and POOF! trin is decked out like cinderella. 'cept with big ol' red stiletto heels*

Trintara: GAH! Ye.. ye.. damn.. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Head Glenda: *cackles evilly. begins to wave her wand again when she suddenly catches fire and dies a very fast and tragic death*

Marie: *is suddenly dressed like Witch Hunter Robin. lowers her hands*

Trintara: *looks at marie* ... That be yer answer to everything, aye?

Marie: *blows the tip of one finger in cowboyesque style* Aye.

Izzy: *still circling the island. still being chased by babies*

Dendra: *still tied up. swinging her feet and humming to herself*

Otto: *taking a break from torturing. taking a pee off the side of the ship*

The other witches: Noooo! You have killed our sister! Quick! Retreat to the castle Anthrax! *all flee! once inside the castle, they run into... Kershal*

Kershal: *blinks as they enter. looks suddenly pleased. bows* Ladies.

Witches: *blink-blink*

Back outside......

Izzy: *has persuaded the babies to follow him out into the water where they all drown and/or are eaten by sharks. heads back to the others*

Trintara: *sheathes her sword. looks pleased with herself* Victory be mine. It always be mine. Victory, victory, victory. All fer me. Aye. Chalkin' up another victory.

Altereus: *busy making up his own version of the battle. one where he turns into the incredible hulk and vanquishes all evil*

Roshni: *flies by in dove form. suddenly Touched by an Angel credits begin to cover the sky and background music starts playing*

Seah: *has woke up. is now chasing izzy with shoujo bubbles, sparkles, and hearts trailing behind her* heart 4laugh

Crys: *runs by screaming. has a milk carton in one hand with her own picture on the back* WHO AM IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII?!?!?!? AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

Tatsu: *is flying around. thinks the credits rolling up are interesting and follows them. bumps his head on what appears to be a barrier and accidentally rips the sky to reveal... all their deuces looking down at them*

Everyone: *they stop what they are doing and look up. most of them narrow their eyes, draw weapons, and charge while shouting about how their imaginary lives have been ruined!*

Deuce Bran: *waves her magical inflatable spear and a gate appears in front of the group. they fall through and disappear*

Other Deuces: Pheeeeeew.. that was a close one. *look around at each other. resume beating each other down with domos, gellin's, ninjas, inflatable weaponry, and corny jokes* domokun ninja cool

(( And so it was that our heroes survived their experience in the Viking-like land... THE END! ))

It’s a surprise.

Narrator: Once upon a time, which was a long as a forenight ago actually, a small band of people sat around a crackling fire. What is this band doing, you make ask. Well actually they’re not doing much of anything. Which is normal for them.

Fire: *crackle crackle*

Band: *playing instruments*

Narrator: But this band is not the focus of anything in particular. Ignore the band. They just provide the background music of this silly little story.

Band: *plays some sort of protest song*

Narrator: I know you are, but what am I? *shakes his fist, then recomposes himself*
Now, getting back to the point, which is not the band. We leave this dismal clearing around a fire and cross over to the present in which we come across another band. But they have no instruments. Well, one would, but she’s dead. Who are they, you ask?

Izzy: *shoots the narrator in the back with one of his arrows* Shaddap! We’re tryin to talk here!! *He sneers and returns his gaze to the (le gasp!) talking fire*

Marie: *talkity talkity yak yak..* …Now, does anyone have any ideas?

Trintara: *takes a gulp of her rum* ‘Nay.

Iria: *Sits to the side, Seahwan in her arms, playing with her long hair.* I’ve never done anything like this before. It’s a custom alien to my people.

Seahwan: *Looks to be on the verge on nodding off, her paws bating at Iria’s hair lightly.* She likes food.. can’t we get her that?

Marie: Changes from her fire form to a fire-girl form, putting her hand under her chin thoughtfully* No, she doesn’t eat food the same way we do. We’d have to prepare something else.

Lellth: *Sits in the tree, his tails flicking lazily* Why don’t you just catch a bunch of animals and just let her dig in?

Marie: No. Come on, people. There’s got to be something else that comes to mind!

*Shrugs ensue all around*

Izzy: *Grins slightly and raises his hand, scratching one of his ears* I’ve got one.

Marie: One what?

*The others turn to face him*

Izzy: *doesn’t like the attention. sneers* An idea.

*The previous Narrator is replaced with a new one*

New Narrator: Hello everybody. My name is Al.

Voices: *H’lo Al*

New Narrator: It has been two months since my last narration, on my word, or may I be struck dead here and now. *Is shot in the back by one of Izzy’s arrows and dies*

Voice A: Guess he has narrated behind our backs.

Voice B: He got what he deserved.

*Stepping out of this freaky place, the narrator is replaced yet again with…Pantan.*

Pantan: *clears his throat* Meanwhile while the others prepared to do whatever they were planning to do for whatever reason. Dendra was off hunting.

Dendra: *Walks, flips coin, sniffs for food. Soap, lather, repeat.*

Pantan: *Looks at Dendra funny then returns his gaze to the others* while Dendra continues to hunt for something to hunt, we return our view to the band.

Iria: No.

Izzy: Aw, c’mon. It’d make her happy.

Seahwan: *was set down when Iria started getting a little uptight* …

Iria: No.

Marie: It’s a great idea, Izzy! Let’s do it, Iria! *ish excited*

Trin: *Grins crookedly and gulps her rum*

Iria: *Sighs as she is bombarded with smiles and grins and dragged off to do their bidding*

Pantan: *Getting bored. Fast-forwards the story* And they all lived happily ever after.
*dodges Izzy’s arrows as he wanders off*

Dendra: That was a good story.

Marie&Izzy: Not it isn’t! *the rewind the story and take narrateing into their own hand*

Izzy: *sneers at the audience* and after getting the stuff we did the thing.

Seahwan: Eeeee! Iria, you look so $&$#43 $6 4$^45 6#4%&5 (The rest of the sentence was lost to Gaia font code frizzing)

Iria: Sure. Yeah. This isn’t comfortable. *Glowers*

Izzy: *Sniffs and runs his hand along the back of his neck* You look okay..

Iria: *softens her look slightly* Okay, lets do this thing. *starts to walk but trips over$&^$WE^^*%&(&% (Oh my, we have Gaia screwing things up here too.)

*All nod and head off to… somewhere*

Marie Narrating: *sings* Let’s do the time warp agaaaaain. And now, back with Dendra.

Dendra: *Walks. Flips coin. Pauses as she hears something ahead* Food?

Marie Narrating: *sings* I wear my sunglasses at night~

Izzy Narrating: *sneers at Marie* Dendra went to go find out what it was, sniffing the air. She walked down down down into the forest occasionally seeing a glimpse of white.

Dendra: *moves closer, her hand resting on her whip. Sniffs the air*
Not food. *It smelt vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t quite place what. Follows*

Marie Narrator: *is about to sing something else but is bopped by the Izzay.*

Izzy Narrating: Stop that. *Turns back to the following Dendra and goes back to narrateing* Dendra follows the white thing. The white thing heads to a clearing. Dendra sees the white thing.

Nipoji: *whacks Izzy* Bad Cat. Not pretty. *takes over narrating* A figure of silver stood in the clearing, light shining off it’s pure white skin adourned with a decorative blanket. White flowers traced along it subtle enough to add character but not stand out. Silver hair shimmered as it cascaded over the creatures body, pearls stringed into the soft locks. Light caught on a single point that extended from the creatures forehead.

Dendra: *blink* Unicorn? Uuuuuunicooooorn! *she said running up to it*

Izzy Narrating: *knocks Nipoji over the head with a rock. sneers* You’re taking too long. Grins and decides to play with his Narrating powers* As Dendra ran up to the thing. She saw a nicely built and quite handsome figure sitting on the back of it.

Dendra: *blinks* Izzy? You’re not scrawny anymore. Yaaay. Why are you on the unicorn?

Iria: *glowers under the costume* Your pushing it, Cat.

Izzy: *grins* Want to ride it?

Dendra: *Nods, but looks at it hesitantly. Walks up next to it* Can we? *She asked it, stroking it’s side*

Iria: *nods stiffly under the costume*

Izzy: See? It’s a nice horse. *Extend his hand to her and helps her up*

Izzy narrateing: *laughs and is enjoying the new scenario he hath made. Continues to do other such chaos.* They ride through the forest, Dendra leaning back against the now buffered up and sex me.. I mean Izzy, until they come to a clearing full of wryvens! And they’re pink! And it’s not just any clearing, it’s a flower patch!

Others that have been put in the Wryven costumes due to Izzy’s mischief: Izzy…

Izzy Narrateing: But they can’t attack the narrator. No, no. They must continue to make Dendra happy. For today is special.

Dendra Narrator: *pauses the story* Why’s today special?

Izzy: Because today’s your birthday.

Dendra: *bumps the unpause button* No it isn’t.

All: WHAT!?

Izzy: Huh?

*All turn to Izzy*

Marie in her wryven outfit: Izzy… you said it was and that’s why we’re doing this. *her suit is starting to get warmer*

Trin in hers: Aye. It be only fer this lass that I put up wit’ such mockery.

Izzy: Uhhhh…

Iria: *Glances back, not looking as unicorny* But if it’s not hers…

All: Who’s is it?

Nipoji: *Slowly gets up, her head aching* They all turn up to the sky as evil laughter echoes from it’s depths… then moves on into gleefilled giggling… then moves into choking… then moves into heaving…. Then moves into taking as deep breath and laughing evilly again.*

Trin: *smirks and takes another gulp of ale*

FIN.

((Happy Bithday, Trin!!))

Commercial Time!
because Bran asked for it. Cue the black and white film!

IZZY: *Is staring out a window, looking really depressed. Wears jeans and a muscle shirt. Sneers, and speaks slowly and deliberately.* I hate bieng happy. I hate when everyone else is happy. I...hate...everything.

Angst. By Calvin Klein.

The Lab-trix
It has you.

REI: *sits at an office desk, playing solitaire on the computer.*

CHAMILLE: *walks in, wearing sunglasses and a tight leather outfit. also is carrying a whip, for some reason. stare * ...

REI: *still playing computer games. sees Chamille and doesn't care.*

CHAMILLE: *clears her throat* Rei. You are The One--you must come with me.

REI: *shrugs his shoulders and keeps playing computer games*

CHAMILLE: *rolls her eyes, taking off her glasses* Look, don't you care? You are the only one who can save us all! The entire entire world! Doesn't that mean anything to you?

REI: Meh. *yawns*

CHAMILLE: Ugh! *walks out of the office. the sentinals kill everyone, and the world...uhm, is doomed. El fin!*

Lleth: In A.D. 2101 War was beginning.

Trintara: What the ruddy hell happen?
Izzy: Somebody set up us the bomb.

Marie: We get signal.
Trintara: What!
Marie: Main screen turn on.
Trintara: It's ye!!
Sharr: How are you gentlemen !!
Sharr: All your gate are belong to us.
Sharr: You are on the way to destruction.
Trintara: What ye say !!
Sharr: You have no chance to survive make your time.
Sharr: Ha Ha Ha Ha ....

Marie: Captain !!
Trintara: Take off every ruddy 'Zig'!!
Trintara: Ye know what ye damn well doing.
Trintara: Move 'Zig'.
Trintara: For great justice.

Image Title: So was Algebra...
Artist's Comment: Must .. do.. development.. on his face. Eyes are too wide. Did a real nice nickel-sized sketch the other day. Structure too stiff. Jacket all wrong. Aaaaargh!