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Author Topic: The Guild of Mad Bastards  (Read 13426 times)
Screaming Lord Pea Green
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Where the only wrong thought...is the right one.


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« Reply #100 on: March 03, 2012, 01:50:19 pm »

Under section 3, article ii of the Paradox act of 1885, I must insist all fife related questions be accompanied by a fife related insinuation...or a chicken. That is all.

In other news, a rather delightful old chap is rumoured to be visiting later today. Just a shame he wont be visiting here.
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The Moral High Gound - A great place to position Artillery.
Dr. Ironbeard
Officer
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United States United States


Avoid the rush....PANIC NOW!!


« Reply #101 on: March 03, 2012, 05:29:56 pm »

The Doctor downs his pint of whiskey in one shot and calls for another pint, then turns to the gentleman with the musical instrument protruding from the side of his head.

"Sir, if like...I can easily remove that encumbrance - forthwith." As he pulls a large set of iron blacksmith's tongs from his duster's pocket and waves them in the air with one hand whilst lifting his second pint of single malt with the other.  
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Chaos Zum Aufziehen
Deck Hand
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United Kingdom United Kingdom


Point me to the ale!


« Reply #102 on: March 05, 2012, 07:55:25 pm »

My dear friend, please do not remove the fife- if it were to be removed i fear i shall bleed to death.
 'Tis a wound from my old job, you see, and not something i wish to go into detail about with this mediocre level of inebriation, however i like what you're drinking *orders a pint of single malt* and frankly your more pressing concerns should be about this:
*unbuttons his waistcoat and shirt to reveal a scar on his chest the exact size and shape of an accordion* Hurry up with that whiskey!
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Captain Marcus Stahlsturm
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England England


Scoundrel, rascal, pirate captain and philosopher


« Reply #103 on: March 05, 2012, 08:35:40 pm »

My my, where did you get such a scar? playing the accordion with such ferocity that it caught fire and burned an accordion shape scar in your chest?

*orders a gallon of brandy*
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"zombies Cap'n, thousands of 'em!"
"How many thousands, matey?"
Gendrick
Zeppelin Captain
*****
England England



« Reply #104 on: March 09, 2012, 12:59:01 am »

I'm sure I've wandered in here before, can never be to sure since the university of Ætheric sciences kicked me out and stole some of my memories, I mean really, I was only studying eldritch horrors from another plane of existence, it's not like I was going to let them into this reality. Anyway, can someone give me something to drink? Preferably something flammable, doesn't have to be alcohol!
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Uncle Arthur
Zeppelin Captain
*****
United States United States



« Reply #105 on: March 09, 2012, 09:34:33 am »

One kerosene on the rocks coming up!
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If at first you don't succeed , CHEAT!
Gendrick
Zeppelin Captain
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England England



« Reply #106 on: March 09, 2012, 04:21:53 pm »

One kerosene on the rocks coming up!

Thankyou my good sir! That'll be good to get those gears turning and whatnot
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Professor Phineas Brownsm
Zeppelin Captain
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United Kingdom United Kingdom



« Reply #107 on: May 11, 2012, 02:35:27 pm »

*pulls up the Chesterfield Armchair to the bar* tea and cake please my good barman!!
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Demetrius Rust
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« Reply #108 on: November 25, 2012, 03:16:54 am »

*Steps out of a portal directly above a table, jumps to the floor and staggers to the bar* "Tea and cakes indeed! A  pint of Killian's Red and a wee dram of single malt Scotch to chase it with!" *Hiccups and manages to prop up against a barstool.
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