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Post by Morhin on Oct 7, 2008 12:25:11 GMT -5
Morhin, having had sheep thrown at him, ruby tackled, and nearly had his head blown off is somewhat reluctant to take try to get the trophy back. But after he sees that the pointy-ear is in a hole, the other chick is tyed up, and only Kalidul is around, he dicides to try again. Morhin walks up to Kalidul and pushes her down and takes the trophy. "This is mine." he declares and walkes off, Looking around for holes, trip-ropes, ruby takles, or flying sheep.
I win
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Post by Morwen on Oct 7, 2008 12:29:12 GMT -5
Kalidul is so surprised that it has been taken so quickly that she stands in shock for a moment before running over to him and tapping him on the shoulder. "Excuse me; i think you'll find its mine. Thankyou" She takes it back and walks off quickly.
I win Again
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Post by Morhin on Oct 7, 2008 12:45:16 GMT -5
A peddler pushing a cart walks by and says, "Goodday Mis, I've got just the thing for you, I have." Pulls out of his cart a Dragon with Poker atire on. This is Holdn' Harry. He's part of my Poker Dragon set image.bizrate.com/resize?sq=160&uid=672222854&mid=28063 And can be yours for only $20. What do you think, Mis?" Kalidul, who can't resist dragons, Sets trophy down and digs for her purse. The peddler, who is Morhin in descise, puts the trophy in his cart and then gives Kalidul the Dragon sculpture. "Thank you Mis, You mave a jolly good day." Mossys off wile she is distracted with sculpture. I win. Ha ha ha ha.
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Post by Morwen on Oct 7, 2008 14:43:30 GMT -5
"Damn it!! How did he know my weakness? ?" She looks down at the dragon in her hand "I CAN'T EVEN PLAY POKER!!" She takes aime and throws the statue at Morhin's head hitting him unconsiouse. "Ha" she scoops up the trophy and runs for the hills. I win
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Post by Arwen on Oct 7, 2008 17:01:24 GMT -5
As Kaildul runs away from the mysterious mob of bandits that are after the trophy she fails to realise she is running into a trap- that there is a hidden contestant waiting for the fools to come this very way. As her foot passes a marked out point the ground suddenly gives way... and she falls into a deep hole. The trophy flies up in the air... in which Arwen swings through like a modern day Tarzan, and grasps in her hands the trophy... ....off she goes into the sunset- swinging along all the vines with a trophy in hand. I WIN!!
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Post by Shalem on Oct 9, 2008 13:41:12 GMT -5
Shalem sits in the tree's haveing had knawed though her ropes; waiting patinelty and weting her knife. As Arwen swings below her she cuts the vine and all surounding ones with a single swipe. Jumping lightly down and landing with her amazeing pirate relflexs she nicks the trophy from Arwen's now unconciouse form and shimmys back up into the canopy. I win
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Post by Ellroher on Oct 10, 2008 11:11:55 GMT -5
Ellroher finaly climbs out of the deep hole that Shalem had dug. Brushing himself off, he spys Shalem shimmying up a tree. Seeing a large bee's nest just above her, Ellroher throws a big rock and hits the nest. Angry bees swarm Shalem and she drops the trophy. Ellroher picks it up and walks away.
I win.
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Post by Ithuar on Oct 30, 2008 17:23:57 GMT -5
It is night, and a new participant enters.
A horn is blown on a balcony. Below, Ellroher, a quite large trophy in hand, is greatly startled. As Ellroher drops his prize, he sees Ithuar jumping down from the balcony. Ithuar pushes him away and takes the trophy.
Am I getting this right?
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Post by Khamûl on Apr 24, 2011 17:50:42 GMT -5
Having not yet participated in the fight, Khamul feels that, while the site is long dead, he shall sweep in and steal the trophy from right under the noses of all formerly active members of the site and participants in this game. He does so. I win. Also, if any formerly active members of the site do happen to see this, please pm me with some form of contact - it would be good to talk again or maybe rp together again sometime! Edit: Actually, don't bother - simply post in this thread! xD
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Post by Ellroher on Apr 25, 2011 12:00:01 GMT -5
Ah, but little did Khamul relize that not all former members are quite so gone. While Khamul gloats over his prize, Ellroher steals in and runs off. Ha ha!
I win.
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Post by Khamûl on Oct 9, 2012 12:28:35 GMT -5
Yeah, well Khamûl doesn't like having his prize stolen, so he nuked everybody, locked the thread and moved it to the Dead Marshes.
I win.
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