The Beginning: When Harv Met Vera - Page 21

Slite · 10-02-2009, 03:33 AM

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Originally Posted by ShortNCuddlyAm

Can I set things on fire and lob them with the trebuchets? (Away from the barricades and pamphlets, obviously...)

Nope, sorry... the firing of Trebuchet's is pshrynks privilige. You can however have some donuts!

Happy Donut Day!

pshrynk · 10-02-2009, 03:21 PM

Vivaldi laid in the sun, dreaming of his water bowl. Typically inconsiderate of humans to leave the dog tied up to a post when they get kidnapped. From now on, he was going to choose a master who thought that tying dogs up was cruel and unusual, leash laws be damned! For a few seconds he pondered the need to raise an alarm about Vera being hauled off in an ice truck, but then got distracted by a squirrel jumping out of a tree down the block. He wasn't sure if he was hallucinating, yet, or not, but he was pretty sure that the squirrel was wearing black pajamas and wearing a black mask.

A car pulled up to the Ice Plant and several men got out. One was obviously auditioning for a job as a circus clown. another was tall, handsome by human standards and wore waaay too much cologne. He was wearing a battered flight cap and wore heavy riding boots.

The clown tripped over his feet and fell into the puddle of water that was just outside Vivaldi's reach. He chuckled, then remembered where he was and said, "Bark."

Harv reached down and pulled Biggles out of the puddle and absent mindedly handed him his handkerchief. Not that the puddle had actually caused the outfit Biggles had on to be less presentable. Quite the opposite, in fact. However, there was something on the edge of his thoughts that he couldn't just make out. Years of flying combat missions with the RAAF in the Great War had made him ultrasensitive to his environment. He usually combatted it by drinking a lot.

There was a dog tied to a post in front of the Ice Plant. Idly, Harv reached down and scritched behind his ears. He liked dogs, for the most part. He'd even had one as a boy growing up in Wisconsin.

"Whoa! That feels good! Keep doing it! Do you have some bacon?"

Absently, Harv patted at his pockets looking for bacon. He looked down at the small grey dog, who sat up and begged. "Whine," he said.

"Did you just say, 'whine'?"

"Of course not. Dogs don't talk. Whine whine."

"Well all right, then. Wait a minute!"

Vivaldi looked around as if to see who had been talking.

"I swear that you just talked. If I get you some bacon, would you do it again?"

"Bacon? Of course I'd... Oh, bugger!"

"Huh! A talking dog. Probably the second most unusual thing I've seen today. Maybe third, considering what Biggles is wearing."

"I say, old boy! Did I just hear that dog talking?"

"He says he doesn't."

"Well that's all right then." Biggles wandered off as if in a daze.

"Is he actually a moron?" asked Vivaldi.

"More like someone who can't hold his mojitos."

badgoodDeb · 10-02-2009, 03:30 PM

"He says he doesn't [talk]" !!!!

zelda_pinwheel · 10-02-2009, 03:37 PM

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Originally Posted by pshrynk

he was pretty sure that the squirrel was wearing black pajamas and wearing a black mask.

what a tyro. any pirate ninja squirrel worth the name knows How Not to Be Seen.

about time someone untied that poor dog !!!

badgoodDeb · 10-02-2009, 03:38 PM

I don't think he HAS been untied yet. Poor doggie.

vivaldirules · 10-02-2009, 04:02 PM

A talking dog? Who are you trying to kid? Besides, I find the talking moron more curious.

And don't forget I'm still tied up! Whine. Whine.

zelda_pinwheel · 10-02-2009, 04:04 PM

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Originally Posted by vivaldirules

A talking dog? Who are you trying to kid? Besides, I find the talking moron more curious.

Quote:

And don't forget I'm still tied up! Whine. Whine.

you tell him, doggie ! heu, i mean... whine louder.

pshrynk · 10-02-2009, 04:05 PM

Well, you did get a good scritching.

badgoodDeb · 10-02-2009, 04:12 PM

How about if I throw my chakram (round sharp throwy thingy) from another universe, such that it slices through VR's rope or chain, and then (naturally) ricochet's right back into my waiting catching hand. I'm very good at that. I wouldn't even have to be in the story .... another dimension could work!

Poor goggie.

pshrynk · 10-02-2009, 04:30 PM

Vera woke up, freezing to death. She tried to pull the gag off her moth but was hampered by the ropes tying her arms behind her. She attempted to walk to the back of the.. truck, yes, obviously a truck based on the noise and the bumpy motions it was making... but was hampered by the ropes tying her ankles together. Trying to get at the ankle ropes was further hampered by the selfsame wrist ropes.

Well, this is a fine pickle, she thought.

She was lying on a burlap sack thrown over what had to be a huge block of ice. If she squirmed just right.. yes, she could definitely fall into a more uncomfortable postion.

The truck bounced over a pothole, increasing her discomfort.

Good thing I'm used to Wisconsin winters, she thought.

zelda_pinwheel · 10-02-2009, 04:36 PM

if vera can survive wisconsin winters i'm pretty sure she's unkillable. but still !!!!!!

montsnmags · 10-02-2009, 09:37 PM

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Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

what a tyro. any pirate ninja squirrel worth the name knows How Not to Be Seen.
...

Hmm, 'tis very true. Perhaps the PNS wants to be seen, like a clue, or a message, or because he's from the Solid Gold Disco Dancing squadron and always needs at least some semblance of an audience...curious...very curious indeed...it definitely makes one wonder if there's any mojito ingredients upstairs in the kitchen...or maybe that's just me.

zelda_pinwheel · 10-02-2009, 09:50 PM

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Originally Posted by montsnmags

Hmm, 'tis very true. Perhaps the PNS wants to be seen, like a clue, or a message, or because he's from the Solid Gold Disco Dancing squadron and always needs at least some semblance of an audience...curious...very curious indeed...it definitely makes one wonder if there's any mojito ingredients upstairs in the kitchen...or maybe that's just me.

hm, good point. (and now i want a mojito, too. i guess it's not just you. got enough to share ?)

montsnmags · 10-02-2009, 09:57 PM

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Originally Posted by zelda_pinwheel

hm, good point. (and now i want a mojito, too. i guess it's not just you. got enough to share ?)

Ever since I Tardis-jacked the Tardis off that other Doctor fella to use as my drinks cabinet, I've had a pretty unlimited supply of ingredients for anything (not to mention it's all aged to whatever age you prefer).

If you don't like mojitos, I can make you a "Sonic Screwdriver" (just my little joke at Who's expense - it's actually just a normal screwdriver...with a dash of peyote for kick)

zelda_pinwheel · 10-02-2009, 10:02 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by montsnmags

Ever since I Tardis-jacked the Tardis off that other Doctor fella to use as my drinks cabinet, I've had a pretty unlimited supply of ingredients for anything (not to mention it's all aged to whatever age you prefer).

If you don't like mojitos, I can make you a "Sonic Screwdriver" (just my little joke at Who's expense - it's actually just a normal screwdriver...with a dash of peyote for kick)

"sonic screwdriver"

i'll have whatever you're having, thanks ! (and i love mojitos. more in summer time when it's hot, but hey, on tuesday i had frozen margaritas and liked it, and that wasn't summer.)

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10-02-2009, 03:21 PM	#302
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	Vivaldi laid in the sun, dreaming of his water bowl. Typically inconsiderate of humans to leave the dog tied up to a post when they get kidnapped. From now on, he was going to choose a master who thought that tying dogs up was cruel and unusual, leash laws be damned! For a few seconds he pondered the need to raise an alarm about Vera being hauled off in an ice truck, but then got distracted by a squirrel jumping out of a tree down the block. He wasn't sure if he was hallucinating, yet, or not, but he was pretty sure that the squirrel was wearing black pajamas and wearing a black mask. A car pulled up to the Ice Plant and several men got out. One was obviously auditioning for a job as a circus clown. another was tall, handsome by human standards and wore waaay too much cologne. He was wearing a battered flight cap and wore heavy riding boots. The clown tripped over his feet and fell into the puddle of water that was just outside Vivaldi's reach. He chuckled, then remembered where he was and said, "Bark." Harv reached down and pulled Biggles out of the puddle and absent mindedly handed him his handkerchief. Not that the puddle had actually caused the outfit Biggles had on to be less presentable. Quite the opposite, in fact. However, there was something on the edge of his thoughts that he couldn't just make out. Years of flying combat missions with the RAAF in the Great War had made him ultrasensitive to his environment. He usually combatted it by drinking a lot. There was a dog tied to a post in front of the Ice Plant. Idly, Harv reached down and scritched behind his ears. He liked dogs, for the most part. He'd even had one as a boy growing up in Wisconsin. "Whoa! That feels good! Keep doing it! Do you have some bacon?" Absently, Harv patted at his pockets looking for bacon. He looked down at the small grey dog, who sat up and begged. "Whine," he said. "Did you just say, 'whine'?" "Of course not. Dogs don't talk. Whine whine." "Well all right, then. Wait a minute!" Vivaldi looked around as if to see who had been talking. "I swear that you just talked. If I get you some bacon, would you do it again?" "Bacon? Of course I'd... Oh, bugger!" "Huh! A talking dog. Probably the second most unusual thing I've seen today. Maybe third, considering what Biggles is wearing." "I say, old boy! Did I just hear that dog talking?" "He says he doesn't." "Well that's all right then." Biggles wandered off as if in a daze. "Is he actually a moron?" asked Vivaldi. "More like someone who can't hold his mojitos."

10-02-2009, 03:30 PM	#303
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,555 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	"He says he doesn't [talk]" !!!!

10-02-2009, 03:38 PM	#305
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,555 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	I don't think he HAS been untied yet. Poor doggie.

10-02-2009, 04:02 PM	#306
vivaldirules When's Doughnut Day? Posts: 10,059 Karma: 13675475 Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Houston, TX, US Device: Sony PRS-505, iPad	A talking dog? Who are you trying to kid? Besides, I find the talking moron more curious. And don't forget I'm still tied up! Whine. Whine.

10-02-2009, 04:05 PM	#308
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	Well, you did get a good scritching.

10-02-2009, 04:12 PM	#309
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,555 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	How about if I throw my chakram (round sharp throwy thingy) from another universe, such that it slices through VR's rope or chain, and then (naturally) ricochet's right back into my waiting catching hand. I'm very good at that. I wouldn't even have to be in the story .... another dimension could work! Poor goggie.

10-02-2009, 04:30 PM	#310
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	Vera woke up, freezing to death. She tried to pull the gag off her moth but was hampered by the ropes tying her arms behind her. She attempted to walk to the back of the.. truck, yes, obviously a truck based on the noise and the bumpy motions it was making... but was hampered by the ropes tying her ankles together. Trying to get at the ankle ropes was further hampered by the selfsame wrist ropes. Well, this is a fine pickle, she thought. She was lying on a burlap sack thrown over what had to be a huge block of ice. If she squirmed just right.. yes, she could definitely fall into a more uncomfortable postion. The truck bounced over a pothole, increasing her discomfort. Good thing I'm used to Wisconsin winters, she thought.

10-02-2009, 04:36 PM	#311
zelda_pinwheel zeldinha zippy zeldissima Posts: 27,827 Karma: 921169 Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Paris, France Device: eb1150 & is that a nook in her pocket, or she just happy to see you?	if vera can survive wisconsin winters i'm pretty sure she's unkillable. but still !!!!!!

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