Oh, ho ho... you asked for it. You shall be recieving your ridicule and shame momentarily. Got to think a bit on this one...
@Valbrandr> Don\'t really know. I kind of lose myself when I write. Some times I look up and only minutes have passed, others...hours. In Chain of Souls, some of the chapters took me more than a week to write...the last few were written in days. My latest post in Tavern Tales took me about an hour and a half. But I have discovered that I realy enjoy writing (even if no one comments on it much
) I hope that answers your question.
@All> I will continue writing for Arnigus as long as you enjoy it...or I am banned.
Ah-hem...let the ridicule commence.
[RIDICULE] Good Sir, good sir...we share your pain and fear, and welcome you into our midst with open arms...that is the members who are not afraid of their hands and arms. Please, come, have a seat.
*coaxes Harkin from under the table*
Your fear, Pheno...cala...whatsit...phobe is quite common to our members. The fear of...um...
*leans down to whisper to a member. The member whispers back*
...the sun? You fear the Azure Sun? *chuckles* Why I\'ve never heard...er...I mean...of coarse your afraid of the sun. Many Sheeples have that fear. Right Sheeples?
*silence...then...*
\"I do now...thank you very much Harken. As if being afraid of the dark, fire, and bubbles was not enough, now you take the sun away from me.\"
Sorry for that Harkin, he is one of the few Sheeples who is
not afraid of public speaking.
*glares down the speaker, who, as it turns out, is afraid of glares. Then accidentally turns his glare on Harkin, who, incidently, is also afraid of glares*
[Harkin]Ahhh![/Harkin]
Oh! Sorry. Sometimes I don\'t know my own strength.
*tries to coax Harkin out from under the table again, rolls a three and fails*
Well, in any case, you seem primed for the Sheeples. When you come out from there, you will receive your red shirt and assume your position at the head of the column. You will also receive this...
*holds out a lovely pink umbrella with white lace*
It is a token of bravery handed down though the Sheeples for generations. No harm will befall you while you hold it...
\"Isn\'t that your mother\'s?\"
*long pause*
No. It is a
token of bravery, and unless you want one too, you will shut your mouth.
*hands the lovely umbrella to Harkin, who latches onto it as if it holds all of salvation, hope finally coming into his eyes*
So I welcome thee to the Sheeple Foundation, Good Sir Harkin, Guardian of Wherethesundon\'tshine! [/RIDICULE]
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Sorry if this is not my best ridicule, I\'m kind of sleepy. [OUTRAGOUS FRENCH ACCENT]If you wish, I shall ridicule you a second time[/OUTRAGOUS FRENCH ACCENT]
