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 Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 8:36 pm
I'm Lord_Octavian
Anything you want to know about just ask.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 7:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 5:22 am
first of all , Im new to this guild. I come from sunny California. where does everyone come from? My name is mistys meadow. I have been On gaia since april 2008 but due to a hacking I had to switch characters..I have learned what to do and not to do.. I like reading, cooking, movies, tv, gardening.. How about you , what do are things you like to do?
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:35 pm
A lance flies past Misty's head and embeds itself in the wooden paneling on the wall.
"Sorry about that!" Blade peaks his out from around the corner. "The ballista is acting funny again."
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 1:27 am
Blessed Blade A lance flies past Misty's head and embeds itself in the wooden paneling on the wall. "Sorry about that!" Blade peaks his out from around the corner. "The ballista is acting funny again." Damn it Blade. gonk How many times have I told you to fix that thing? You nearly killed our newest member...
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 2:46 pm
Walks leisurely past misty, grasps hold of the embedded lance and gives a might pull. As the lance comes unstuck, he loses his balance and twirls awkwardly for a moment, before regaining his composure.
"Meh. New members aren't so uncommon. It's the older members that are the dying breed. If I'd almost killed you, Al, I'd be more worried."
Leveling the lance across his shoulders, he heads back to the kitchen, where he's been working on the ballista.
"Oh, yeah," he says as he passes Misty again. "Souvenir." He hands her the lance and a T-shirt that reads I almost got impaled at THG and all I got was this lousy T-shirt.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:02 pm
Hey Blade remember the time when you buzz saw went wild, and almost killed me???
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 9:35 pm
"Not really. After so many times, I can't even distinguish whether or not I was TRYING to kill with any of the hundreds of dangerous situations I've put you in, much less what I used," he says, turning the corner into the kitchen.
"Alamoria! Is this thing REALLY supposed to be used for making shish-kebabs?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:53 pm
Blessed Blade Walks leisurely past misty, grasps hold of the embedded lance and gives a might pull. As the lance comes unstuck, he loses his balance and twirls awkwardly for a moment, before regaining his composure. "Meh. New members aren't so uncommon. It's the older members that are the dying breed. If I'd almost killed you, Al, I'd be more worried." Leveling the lance across his shoulders, he heads back to the kitchen, where he's been working on the ballista. "Oh, yeah," he says as he passes Misty again. "Souvenir." He hands her the lance and a T-shirt that reads I almost got impaled at THG and all I got was this lousy T-shirt.But...isn't the newest member and the oldest member the the most scarce?
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:56 pm
Blessed Blade "Not really. After so many times, I can't even distinguish whether or not I was TRYING to kill with any of the hundreds of dangerous situations I've put you in, much less what I used," he says, turning the corner into the kitchen. "Alamoria! Is this thing REALLY supposed to be used for making shish-kebabs?" Of course it is. Are you calling me retarded?
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 3:05 pm
"Okay. Let's try this again." A series of ratcheted clanks issue from the kitchen as Blade grunts as if putting forth some great effort. The sound of something coming unlatched. A whoosh!
"Holy s**t!" A series of metal bounces from different points in the room, presumably another lance ricocheting off the walls. A cat howls. A window shatters. At last a shunck, as though the lance has finally embedded itself into something. "s**t s**t s**t s**t!" Blade comes running out of the kitchen, his clothes clawed to pieces with a cat clinging to his face and flings himself to the floor as an explosion erupts from the door behind him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 1:41 am
Sigh...I'll do it. *goes in the kitchen, a bit of noise...moments later, he's flying through the air, landing on misty* xp
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 4:41 pm
Prying the cat from his face, Blade turns to Alamoria. Pointing to a Blessed Blade shaped impression in the wall behind Alamoria and Misty, he says, "Now see, I did that earlier. Got my sleeve stuck in one of the gears. It'll send you flying every time."
Blade stands and brushes himself off. "Well, I'll got ahead and get started on the potatoes." He returns to the kitchen.
"Alamoria! Are you SURE this lightsaber is appropriate cutlery?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:00 am
Er...wait? When did we get a lightsabre? sweatdrop I didn't see that last inventory...
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 8:53 pm
Phsssrw. Vwwwm vwwm. "Don't ask me. We just get truck loads of stuff now and then and I pull things that look good out of the boxes in the basement. Incidentally, we need a new cutting board.... And a new counter top."
Emerges from the kitchen and walks up to Alamoria. Helping him up Blade says, "Wait, if you didn't suggest I use lightsaber as a vegetable knife, who did?"
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