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 Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:02 pm
James laughed.
"Alright then, I guess I'm up..." he cracked his knuckles, and sauntered into the yard. Looking back at Stryphe for a moment, he added, "Don't kill anything just yet, okay?"
He approached the Cerebrus, walking as casually as ever despite standing beside a three-headed barking dog.
"Jeeze..." he said, wiggling a finger in his right ear, "damn thing is loud."
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:09 pm
He watched the dog, really just wishing the middle head would quick barking- he could only imagine how the other two must feel.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:11 pm
Disa plopped down on the ground to wait and see what would happen. The other appeared to be annoyed by the barking head, but she didn't mind it so much.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:12 pm
R66-Y The dog watched the three, obediently waiting for a question. Well, except for the middle head. It just wouldn't shut the hell up. If it didn't ask him to ask, he'd go ahead then. Sometimes these Sphinx-riddles prompted a question beforehand. "Alright, Cerebrus," he said, taking a good long look at the tri-headed dog. "I've got a question for you..." Two trains leave New York traveling at 80 miles per hour. However, ten miles down the track one of them slows to 60 miles per hour. After four hours of traveling how great is the distance between - wait, what? That wasn't it. "The sign tells us that one of you knows a big secret. So I -" He stopped. He could barely hear himself over the barking. "I was going to -" He stopped again. It's hard to ask a question if you can't even hear yourself think. "I wanted to -" Damn that dog was loud. "Will he ever shut up?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:17 pm
"Yeah!" Stryphe piped in, obviously beyond annoyed, "Why the hell is it necessary to constantly be barking?"
He sat down next to Disa, cross-legged, fuming.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:20 pm
The two side heads looked at each other, then looked at the two people who asked them the questions. They looked at each other again. The right head head-gestured to the left head, looking questioningly at James. The left head followed suit, looking up to Stryphe. A man in a suit walked up to the sign, and scratched out a word on the bottom line, adding a few more. Quote: You may ask the dog a head one question. Leaning against the sign, the man took up to whistling--whistling that couldn't be heard over the barking.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:21 pm
James walked over to the man, put a hand on his shoulder, and asked him which head tells the truth.
Obviously he knew. He was probably the owner. He was the man that made the sign.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:31 pm
Snap. "Damnitall."
So, anyways, he went back to the left head (assuming the middle constantly barks) and and asked:
"Will the noisy one stop barking any time soon?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:34 pm
"No," the head replied ruefully. The center head barked in response.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:37 pm
James walked back to the sign, where the other two were waiting.
"Your witness," he said with a smile.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:42 pm
How clever of Mr. Black. Disa rose to her feet and wandered over to the pretty puppy. "Hi there handsome," she was adressing the left head, "The sign over there indicates that you know a secret about a great treasure, what is the secret that you know about this great treasure?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:43 pm
"I know where a marble of great power lies," the left head said cheerfully.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:45 pm
James jabbed Stryphe.
"And the coup de grace... ... ... ...NOT with the knife."
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:46 pm
Ok. "Thanks, handsome." And she reached out to give him a good scritching behind the ear. "I believe it's someone else's turn to ask a question now."
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