Vlad Posted October 30, 2002 Report Share Posted October 30, 2002 I believe that my first post in this fine establishment should be an introduction, but as this is a literary guild, I'll do it in the form of a story. Sort of. BTW, don't ask how I found this place. It's a long story, for another day (maybe). Note:This may have edited Monty Python references. ***** The Cabaret Room of the Pen is alive with it's usual patrons and the soft murmur of conversations. Everyone is having jolly good time over a round of beer (wine for the French), that a well off individual furnished for the company. It was the sort of day on which nothing could go wrong. At least within the room. Outside the guard stood his ground, near the hefty doors infalliably(sp?). A rather tall gentleman approached with his parrot. This man had an odd habit of talking to himself and his parrot. Man: We are about to cross... the Door of Doom! The guard will ask any who attempt to cross five questions..." Parrot: "Three, sire," squaked the parrot. M: "Oh, yes. Three. He who answers the five..." P: "THREE!" M: "Ahem. Three, er, may cross in safety." The man approaches the guard. Guard: STOP! He who would cross the Door of Doom Must answer me These questions three Ere the other side he see. Man: Ask me your questions, Door Guard. I am not afraid. G: What...is your name? M: Vlad the Imploder. G: What...is your quest? M: To enter the Pen. G: What...is your favorite color? M: Black. G: Right, off you go. M: (slightly surprised) Oh! Well, thank you. Thank you very much. G:Nice parrot. M:It's an ex-parrot now. It has ceased to be. G:Are you sure he's not sleeping? M:Enough of this. Vlad the Imploder then proceeds to enter the room. As he does he cautiously avoids the well-lit areas of the room. Trying to hide in a corner doesn't work, as one of the patrons approaches him with a microphone. Patron:I haven't seen you before. Introduce yourself to everyone, please. Vlad:Well, okay. *takes microphone* My name is Vlad the Imploder. Entire Room:Hi Vlad! V:I haven't had blood for two weeks. (Confused looks from the crowd) V:Sorry, wrong room. Microphones bring back memories. ***** I'll leave it at that for now. Edited by: Vlad the Imploder at: 10/30/02 5:17:51 pm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gwaihir Posted October 30, 2002 Report Share Posted October 30, 2002 Ha. I like your intro, Vlad. Welcome! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Falcon2001 Posted October 31, 2002 Report Share Posted October 31, 2002 *Cioden melts in from the shadows and grins, showing sharp canines* But life is so boring without the sweet nectar...We should get in touch, I'll show you around my favorite haunts...heh heh heh... *Cioden melts out again* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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