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Author Topic: The Not So Secret Society  (Read 25583 times)
walkthebassline
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« Reply #125 on: December 05, 2011, 05:22:47 pm »

*Draws Smith & Wesson Model 3 Russian*

Lets just say I want to expect the best and be prepared for the worst.
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~ David St. Hubbins
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« Reply #126 on: December 05, 2011, 05:34:17 pm »

With all the cards carefully but randomly places back into the automotive soldier the back panel is carefully replaced. For a moment there is silence, then with a slight shudder the Private announces in a chirpy, almost sing song voice

“New protocol engaged!”

“Please wait!”

He stands there, static. A bemused smile across his lips. His eyebrows furrowed in what a military engineer must have thought to be a deep, meaningful and contemplative expression.

This could take some time

(Mostly because I’m finished for the day and I wont be back at a computer for 12 hours now)
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walkthebassline
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« Reply #127 on: December 05, 2011, 05:40:18 pm »

*holsters pistol slowly*

Well that's done for a bit. Anyone care for a cigar?
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Evelyn Adler
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Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #128 on: December 05, 2011, 05:59:40 pm »

*gets up from the floor, trying to look as dignified as possible*

Hysterical, pah!
It's just that it is so very embarrassing, to confuse a Gentleman with his clockwork replica. Only, you know, you can never tell with these Englishmen. Stiff upper lip and all that... *wipes an invisible speck of dust off her sleeve*

What do we do now with this.. thing?
It seems to be processing something. That may take a while, I've seen something like that at the University in Bamberg, with Professor Unheil, who had a similar clockwork automaton.
Although, that one was a butler. I don't know what this is....

Maybe we should lock it in somewhere? You know... just in case...?
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walkthebassline
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« Reply #129 on: December 05, 2011, 06:03:43 pm »

I do believe one of the other members of this Un-Society may or may not have had a lock of some sort?
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #130 on: December 05, 2011, 06:25:20 pm »

Suddenly and without much warning the Private's arm jerks to life and moves with precision to it's chin.

"Hmm" he announces.

"Mission parameters unclear. I'm either here not to secretly infiltrate a society or to infiltrate a not secret society. Neither of these make sense. Variables must be reversed. Resetting."

"Hello, as Spy equals zero and kills you equals zero. Resetting to passive small talk mode to wait for further instructions"

"The weather is inclement, how do you plead?"
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Angus A Fitziron
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« Reply #131 on: December 05, 2011, 06:35:51 pm »

Oh dear, I fear the worst...

Quick, close all the Windows

which buttons equate to <Control> <Alt> <Delete>?
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Evelyn Adler
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« Reply #132 on: December 05, 2011, 06:45:34 pm »

Maybe you try the little one, there, at the end of the row of buttons? The one that says "Reset"?
*backs slowly away*
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #133 on: December 05, 2011, 06:48:40 pm »

"Thank you General! Order please?"
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Evelyn Adler
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« Reply #134 on: December 05, 2011, 07:02:20 pm »

Oh my!
Who does it mean with "General"?
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Cubinoid
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« Reply #135 on: December 05, 2011, 08:14:57 pm »

*From behind a screen*

"Get it to make tea, quick! Milk, one sugar!"
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« Reply #136 on: December 06, 2011, 03:58:25 am »

*sneaks around door from 4th hallway to right*

Ladies, gentlemen...Private Weasel.  I've run into the Dr.  Quite literally, I suppose, as I now have this syringe sticking out of my arm and can only tell the truth.

The General is looking for us and the tea is poisoned.

*passes out*
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walkthebassline
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« Reply #137 on: December 06, 2011, 04:09:01 am »

Dear gods! They poisoned the tea?! The inhumanity! The nerve!

*rushes over to psn1der*

Well lets get this syringe out of here.

*puts on gloves, yanks out syringe, applies smelling salts*
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psn1der
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« Reply #138 on: December 06, 2011, 07:03:11 am »

Ow!

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Private Weasel
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« Reply #139 on: December 06, 2011, 09:35:59 am »

Private Weasel returns from the kitchen, a silver tray, burdened with a plethora of tea cups, an array of teapots and a collection of teaspoons.

Pouring Mister Cubinoid a steaming beverage, he holds it out politely to screen he is hidden behind and cheerfully announces:

"Thank you General! Order please?"

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Evelyn Adler
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« Reply #140 on: December 06, 2011, 12:42:06 pm »

I'd like a cup of tea as well. No sugar, milk in a separate cup if you please!
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Private Weasel
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« Reply #141 on: December 06, 2011, 12:54:28 pm »

The lowly Private is a brief flurry of activity and in short order a steaming cup of tea is presented to Ms Adler.  The milk is, as ordered separate, but despite your clear instruction not to, the delicate china bowl, brimming with cubed sugar is placed amongst the proceedings. Fine silver tongs delve into the bowl and a crystalline square is removed.

“Poison?” asks the clockwork squaddie, “One lump or two?”
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Evelyn Adler
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Lady of Dorkness


« Reply #142 on: December 06, 2011, 01:04:56 pm »

Ah, I was wondering... saves me the trip to the not existing lab!
What poison is it, pray tell? Not cyanide I hope? I'm allergic to almonds!
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walkthebassline
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« Reply #143 on: December 06, 2011, 01:37:38 pm »

*sniffs the cubes cautiously*

Might it be Iocane? We might be in luck if it is.
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bassspine
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« Reply #144 on: December 06, 2011, 02:14:37 pm »


*ahem* will you please hurry up and let me out of this box? All I can see is five keyholes....
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Bwahahaha! They called me mad! MAD! But with my cross-dimensional time-fez I'll show them!!!!! hehehehe!!
Angus A Fitziron
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Research Air Ship R.A.S. 'Saorsa'


« Reply #145 on: December 06, 2011, 02:18:47 pm »

Oh, sorry old chap! Let's see now, I have one key...

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Mercury Wells
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« Reply #146 on: December 06, 2011, 07:08:19 pm »

*Comes to, checks myself*

Ahem! I say everybody what the Dickens just happened? All I can recall is trying to inform you that, "The Postman is none other than..." *another shot rings out hitting the box*(hah missed!)
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Oh...my old war wound? I got that at The Battle of Dorking. Very nasty affair that was, I can tell you.

The Ministry of Tea respectfully advises you to drink one cup of tea day...for that +5 Moral Fibre stat.
Cubinoid
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« Reply #147 on: December 07, 2011, 01:49:23 am »

"Argh! I'm hit!"
*Sound of crashing china and sploshing tea*

"Darn...waste...of..."

"...sorry..."

*Sound of body slumping to the floor*
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walkthebassline
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« Reply #148 on: December 07, 2011, 01:51:39 am »

*rushes to Cubinoid's side*

I say, this is getting a bit ridiculous even for a non-existent society. Does anyone have formal medical training?

I dare say we'll be wiped out in short order at this rate.
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bassspine
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« Reply #149 on: December 07, 2011, 12:27:20 pm »

gosh that's better, there's some air coming in now... I think the lock's broken though. If I can just reach my back pocket, my aural-oscilatory rotating fastener tool's in there. <rummages>
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