I'll pay good money to anyone willing to say they see a handsome archaeologist in CE's future!Originally posted by C Elegans
My inner eye is unfortunately severely myoptic - may any of our more talanted fortune tellers reveal what my future holds?
The Translucent Gypsy
- Gwalchmai
- Posts: 6252
- Joined: Wed May 09, 2001 11:00 am
- Location: This Quintessence of Dust
- Contact:
That there; exactly the kinda diversion we coulda used.
As long as i don't end up as Goo *cough* Fey *cough* then i will be happy.....what is there that you see in my future oh siren of the statsOriginally posted by dragon wench
Are any more of you brave enough to predict the fates of your online cellmates? If so, don't hesitate to venture forth.![]()
I'd have to get drunk every night and talk about virility...And those Pink elephants I'd see.
- dragon wench
- Posts: 19609
- Joined: Tue Apr 24, 2001 10:00 pm
- Location: The maelstrom where chaos merges with lucidity
- Contact:
Re: Re: The Translucent Gypsy
But wait.......advancing upon the unsuspecting Sleep......are a group of marauding marines......and given the unusual warmth of the climate....they are not simply pantless.......
The mists swirl and reform generating vision upon vision. At first, nothing seems clear, but then.....in a sudden rush all becomes disclosed. Sleepy appears cozily ensconsed in a gently swinging hammock. the scene appears idyllic; palm trees rustle softly in the tropical breeze, an azure blue ocean laps uon the shore.....and a tall, well-chilled Pina Colada sits within easy reach of the drowsing form nestled in the hammock.......Originally posted by Mr Sleep
As long as i don't end up as Goo *cough* Fey *cough* then i will be happy.....what is there that you see in my future oh siren of the stats![]()
But wait.......advancing upon the unsuspecting Sleep......are a group of marauding marines......and given the unusual warmth of the climate....they are not simply pantless.......
Spoiler
testingtest12
Spoiler
testingtest12
- dragon wench
- Posts: 19609
- Joined: Tue Apr 24, 2001 10:00 pm
- Location: The maelstrom where chaos merges with lucidity
- Contact:
*Dragon Wench again consults her crystal ball. Strangely, it has taken on the appearance of a strobe light.......and a leopard skin -clad woman apears within the shimmering orb....... Is that....no it couldn't be...Yes, it is C Elegans. Proudly she strolls through her latest acquisition ... a trendy discotheque located in the heart of Amsterdam's red light district.Originally posted by C Elegans
LOL![]()
My inner eye is unfortunately severely myoptic - may any of our more talanted fortune tellers reveal what my future holds?
Her tour is not complete however.....until she forays into a small room situated far away from the flashing, neon lights.....As she opens the doors....we see numerous semi-comatose figures sprawled on couches and cushions. C. Elegans smiles proudly into this opium den of hers....for research purposes only, of course !
Spoiler
testingtest12
Spoiler
testingtest12
@DW: LOL
Ack, the sacrifices one has to make for science
Are you sure you don't see a handsome, funny and sweet American archeologist somewhere on a mountain summit I will one day ascend? 
"There are in fact two things, science and opinion; the former begets knowledge, the latter ignorance." - Hippocrates
Moderator of Planescape: Torment, Diablo I & II and Dungeon Siege forums
Originally posted by dragon wench
*Dragon Wench again consults her crystal ball. Strangely, it has taken on the appearance of a strobe light.......and a leopard skin -clad woman apears within the shimmering orb....... Is that....no it couldn't be...Yes, it is C Elegans. Proudly she strolls through her latest acquisition ... a trendy discotheque located in the heart of Amsterdam's red light district.
Her tour is not complete however.....until she forays into a small room situated far away from the flashing, neon lights.....As she opens the doors....we see numerous semi-comatose figures sprawled on couches and cushions. C. Elegans smiles proudly into this opium den of hers....for research purposes only, of course !![]()
That is an image I could actually imagine.
While others climb the mountains High, beneath the tree I love to lie
And watch the snails go whizzing by, It's foolish but it's fun
And watch the snails go whizzing by, It's foolish but it's fun
- dragon wench
- Posts: 19609
- Joined: Tue Apr 24, 2001 10:00 pm
- Location: The maelstrom where chaos merges with lucidity
- Contact:
I think there might have been one slumbering in your opium den.....he was probably the one dreaming about naked nymphs.....Originally posted by C Elegans
@DW: LOLAck, the sacrifices one has to make for science
Are you sure you don't see a handsome, funny and sweet American archeologist somewhere on a mountain summit I will one day ascend?
![]()
Spoiler
testingtest12
Spoiler
testingtest12
- Gwalchmai
- Posts: 6252
- Joined: Wed May 09, 2001 11:00 am
- Location: This Quintessence of Dust
- Contact:
How Fortunate the Fortune Teller?
The clouds continue to befuddle Gwalchmai. He stumbles around searching for something solid that would ground him. He finds it with his forehead and is knocked senseless and sprawling. Soon the images flood his brain and he tells of them....
Dragon Wench pushes the glasses up on her nose - she doesn't need them, she only wears them for the style and the image. A stray strand of long blond hair falls in front of her face. Absently, she tucks the strand behind her ear and glances out the window of her office. College students hurry across the green grass of the campus or sit lazily under trees with open books. With a happy sigh, she turns back to the paper she is grading, an essay entitled "Female Empowerment Through History: or Why We Rule the World." She smiles and thinks that she may finally be getting through to them...
Soon there is a knock on her door. In walks her teaching assistant, a young graduate student with powerful shoulders and a boyish grin. “Good,” she thinks to herself, “I could use a distraction right now.” Out loud she says, “Ah, Sven. I’m glad you are here. I seem to have dropped my pencil under the desk. Be a Dear, and fetch it for me?”
The clouds continue to befuddle Gwalchmai. He stumbles around searching for something solid that would ground him. He finds it with his forehead and is knocked senseless and sprawling. Soon the images flood his brain and he tells of them....
Dragon Wench pushes the glasses up on her nose - she doesn't need them, she only wears them for the style and the image. A stray strand of long blond hair falls in front of her face. Absently, she tucks the strand behind her ear and glances out the window of her office. College students hurry across the green grass of the campus or sit lazily under trees with open books. With a happy sigh, she turns back to the paper she is grading, an essay entitled "Female Empowerment Through History: or Why We Rule the World." She smiles and thinks that she may finally be getting through to them...
Soon there is a knock on her door. In walks her teaching assistant, a young graduate student with powerful shoulders and a boyish grin. “Good,” she thinks to herself, “I could use a distraction right now.” Out loud she says, “Ah, Sven. I’m glad you are here. I seem to have dropped my pencil under the desk. Be a Dear, and fetch it for me?”
That there; exactly the kinda diversion we coulda used.
- dragon wench
- Posts: 19609
- Joined: Tue Apr 24, 2001 10:00 pm
- Location: The maelstrom where chaos merges with lucidity
- Contact:
Alright hit me with your best shot Cleo.Originally posted by dragon wench
As you enter, the heavy scent of incense assaults your nostrils, and as your eyes adjust to the dim light ethereal music drifts down, greeting you in its warm embrace. Large cushions are scattered around the tent's circumference, and candles flicker casting sinuous, dancing shadows against the walls.
A beguiling, husky voice reaches out....offering a vision of the future.
Yes, you guessed itWelcome to SYM's tent of fortunes, a place where destiny can be revealed. All it requires is a clear eye and concentration to be able to perceive what might await your fellow symers.
![]()
To begin I will share what I see for
"Vile and evil, yes. But, That's Weasel" From BS's book, MD 20/20: Fine Wines of Rocky Flop.
Originally posted by T'lainya
Besides a lot of singed Weasel fur??![]()
![]()
Maybe Ms. Cleo can give me the winning lotto ticket number at the local bingo/marriage hall. (The pot is now at $7.34, I must win it this time)
"Vile and evil, yes. But, That's Weasel" From BS's book, MD 20/20: Fine Wines of Rocky Flop.
- dragon wench
- Posts: 19609
- Joined: Tue Apr 24, 2001 10:00 pm
- Location: The maelstrom where chaos merges with lucidity
- Contact:
Re: Re: The Translucent Gypsy
"Hear my words of wisdom," he pronounces to the assembled crowd of devoted onlookers.
Indeed, it is Weasel.......lifted far beyond his humble origins of a lowly Communicator.........he has become exalted prophet to hungry masses. Yearning for knowledge they come from afar to learn his arcane secrets......Being eager to share of himself.....each sermon is not so much a lecture as it is an entry into the realms of ecstatic experience.
At least....that is what he writes in his personal memoirs.....his followers might offer a different rendition of events.
The clouds in the crystal ball part to reveal.......a ravishingly debonair guerilla leader......weilding, not a weapon, but what appears to be an ancient tome.Originally posted by Weasel
Alright hit me with your best shot Cleo.![]()
![]()
"Hear my words of wisdom," he pronounces to the assembled crowd of devoted onlookers.
Indeed, it is Weasel.......lifted far beyond his humble origins of a lowly Communicator.........he has become exalted prophet to hungry masses. Yearning for knowledge they come from afar to learn his arcane secrets......Being eager to share of himself.....each sermon is not so much a lecture as it is an entry into the realms of ecstatic experience.
At least....that is what he writes in his personal memoirs.....his followers might offer a different rendition of events.
Spoiler
testingtest12
Spoiler
testingtest12
So what see you in my future...
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? - Khalil Gibran
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
- Aragorn Returns
- Posts: 728
- Joined: Sun Feb 03, 2002 4:49 pm
- Location: Orange County
- Contact:
You better be talking to aragon!!Originally posted by Tamerlane
A hug from a dark flame![]()
Takes out his Death to Darkflames long sword +5, 100% darkflame resistant.
Also kills annoying like aussies as well!!
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? - Khalil Gibran
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
Hey come back here...you aren't getting away so easy!!!
*runs after tam*
*runs after tam*
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? - Khalil Gibran
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill
"We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields, and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills. We shall never surrender!" - Winston Churchill