Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Hehe....
It's me! So course I win.
Posted on 2011-04-07 at 01:43:10.
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Topic: Five Lines of Rhyme
Subject: Date Joined: April 7, 2010 365 Daze!
I toast you all with a cold frost beer.
I offer you all the warmest of my fuzzy bear cheer,
Racking up pun smites with bravery
Or just making jokes about gravy,
Come help me celebrate completing me first year.
Posted on 2011-04-06 at 01:00:48.
Edited on 2011-04-06 at 01:02:14 by Odyson
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Topic: What Time Is It?
Subject: What Time Is It?
I finally figured out that weird time that goes with the posts. I've been trying to figure what time zone it was.
It's Current UTC (or GMT/Zulu)-time used.
You sneaky buggers you, lol.
Posted on 2011-04-05 at 01:47:14.
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Topic: Happy B-day to.... me?
Subject: Ody, we're kinda monopolizing the thread at this point... 8>p
Happy birthday anyway. 
Posted on 2011-04-04 at 17:15:17.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: 6th with a bullet...............
Whoop, whooop we are in 6th!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sweet! Keep up the good voting, it will bring more friends to the Inn.
It's easy, just go to our home page, scroll down to the vote box on the left, select the drop down, select "Don't Miss" then select vote. Bingo we win!!!!!!
Posted on 2011-04-03 at 15:24:57.
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Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: If we need posts later next week.
So did everyone go away for the weekend?
I may have trouble posting late next week, we are having our ISO surveillance audit Thursday and Friday and I'll be busy at work. They audit day and night shifts.
I can catch up Saturday and Sunday.
Posted on 2011-04-03 at 03:06:14.
Edited on 2011-04-03 at 15:26:57 by Odyson
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Thank you
I was able to rebound, but it took all day. I did post, it's bit different style for me, so I hope it reads alright. I wasn't quite sure how to use the wave signal so I just SWAGed it. This should get really interesting now. Asher is a nice guy, but I think he's bit ticked now. Being shot in the back can do that to you.
Posted on 2011-04-03 at 02:43:02.
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Topic: Who Owns Rusty Dull Swords? (W.O.R.D.S.)
Subject: Requirements
Roguish
Ents
Quartering
Ugly
Irksome
Rangers
Evict
Mysterious
Elves
Noisily
Teaching
Sacramentarians
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 20:34:35.
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Topic: Vote for the Inn
Subject: Not even in Top 100
They have reset the list and we are not even in the top 100!
Time to vote! So if you're reading this go to the home and vote us back to the top.
It's easy, just go to our home page, scroll down to the vote box on the left, select the drop down, select "Don't Miss" then select vote. Bingo we win!!!!!!
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 12:19:25.
Edited on 2011-04-02 at 19:59:30 by Odyson
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Topic: It drives me crazy !!
Subject: Blind Smites.......
I agree, a smite without reason is just being rude!
I've had good nature smites for my bad puns, but my last one just came out of blue.
BTW a +1 for you Chessy, good gaming and good fun.
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 02:22:07.
Edited on 2011-04-03 at 02:19:53 by Odyson
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Topic: Who Owns Rusty Dull Swords? (W.O.R.D.S.)
Subject: Ephriam
Every
Purple
Hamster
Runs
Insanely
Around
Madagascar
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 02:13:32.
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Topic: The Wizards' Duel
Subject: Make it so......
I am the Malware that change the registry files and AVG antivirus can't even find.
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 02:09:07.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Oh look, the floor is falling up.......
Looped
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 02:02:05.
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Topic: The Skill Check Game
Subject: Kitty to go....
Success, you find him at the Laughing Demon Bar and Grill on the sixth level Hades!!! Now you notice him smiling and happy to see you , but the rest in there are licking their lips. From the back of the room you hear, "Look Lunch!"
I roll a Heal check to get over this cold.
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 01:59:33.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: All in good.........
time
Posted on 2011-04-02 at 01:49:37.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Fries with that?
Great Googly Moogly, have a frosty mug of Good Old Froth-n-Slosh with that. Now that you're refreshed, I win.
Posted on 2011-04-01 at 21:34:13.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Poof.....
As he vanishes the real Winner appears, me. I win
Posted on 2011-04-01 at 19:37:59.
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Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: Ma…, Ma…. Where are you Ma……….
Darkness fills the young man's eyes. He can hear screaming and the sound of more gun fire. Dimly he sees John Blake gunned down before he loses grip on his consciousness and the darkness takes him…….
A ringing in Asher’s ears seemed to echo inside his head. The darkness lay thick around him,it seemed to shift as if it were a fog. Far in the distance a warm glow slowly slid closer…….
A mans face formed……..
“Asher, what are you doing here? Ben, Ma, come quick, its Asher………
A cold chill ran through Asher as he open his eyes………. “Matt, what are…….. where am I……..”
The shadowed outline of a woman leaned in……
“Asher, my baby , you’re not supposed to be here…………….”
“Ma…. Is that you, Ma……….”
A familiar female voice……
“No……………..Asher…………….No……………. My baby, no…………
“Ma..?.......... Ma……….. where are you, Ma……………
The ringing filled Asher's head, the glow winked out and darkness consumed him.
A male voice penetrated the ringing…..
"Whoa there son. I spent a long time putting you back together, don't go messing with my work yet."
The ringing was now replaced with rhythmic beep. The sight of John Blake dropping in the street and gun fire roared in his mind…..
Asher flinched and tried to reach for his Peacemaker. A gentle hand touches his arm and he hears a vaguely familiar voice, "They ain't there son and you don't want to shot me."
Slowly Asher was able to piece together some of the things around him. He was laying on his back in the same room he spent time sitting with Sam as Sam lay recovering from the wounds he had taken at the bank.
Doc McGuire’s, he was at Doc McGuire’s. Judging by the bandages on his chest, he now owed the good Doc his life too. The anesthetic was wearing off and Ash knew things were changed, he just didn’t know how much.
“Doc, what’s going on?… “
“You were shot three times in the back, by someone who was pretty good at grouping his shots but not good enough to make saving you impossible. Now you have been out a spell so don't be putting on the pants too fast now. Your time will come and I think your friends will be here soon. You gonna need some friends son.”
“Things are bad in town Son, real bad. John Blake is dead, JW was wounded, and then things went to hell in a handbasket fast. Bailey is missing since this morning as well. Seems that Sheriff Luke has found himself some deputies to do some of his dirty work, four real mean pieces of work and they killed a bunch of the Tong and set fire to their temple. Cleaning up the town they call it - makes me wish those purple bellies were still in the sky. Never thought I'd be saying that. Everyone is so scared now that people are hiding in their homes and hoping that they ain't noticed.”
"Now Brigitte had a talk with Sheriff this afternoon alone in the jailhouse and I haven't seen either one since. She been asking about your health a lot but I've made you sound worst off than you are. Don't know why, but I just feel like it is best that she don't know everything I reckon."
"Wuh de tyen, ah. Doc can you get my stuff? I need to warn the Capt'n, they’re come'n back and they’re walk’n right into a trap. I ain’t got much back at the hotel, but if you can fetch the satchel in the close of my room I’d be mighty abilged?”
"Sure I can get you stuff if they ain't too heavy but if I go walking around with a cannon on my back they be questions so clue me in on what you need and whether I need to hook up my cart."
“Oh, no sir, it ain’t gonna be no trouble, it’ll just look like my clothes and it’s mostly just my shotgun and ammo. But I do have a communicator in there and its what I’ll really need, so please be careful no ones tries to take it.”
“Most people around here don't mess with the doc if they know what's good for them. You just rest there boy and be back in bit.”
Doc turned and walked out of the room, Ash heard the door lock as he left. Ash figured it wasn’t meant to keep him in seeing he wasn’t strong enough get off his back yet. Closing his eyes he saw visions of the Roc’s crew.
“ Sam’s gruff wisecracks always ready to needle me, but he was always there when I needed him. Miss Willow, gosh was she pretty, she always knew what say to make me feel good about myself. Capt’n Wyatt , he took me in, he’s always been fair and treats me like a man. Even that new mechanic Wolf seemed like a fine fella, he did right good in the battle at the bank, I hope he’s taking good care of the Roc. And Ma....“
He must of dozed off cuse a rapping at the door and Doc’s voice saying, “It just me” woke him. Ash heard the lock click and the door open. Doc walked in and set Ash’s bag on the floor next to the bed. “Here’s your stuff .” Then walking over to the bed Doc pushed a button on it’s side and the head started to rise and Ash felt himself come to semi sitting position. “There, that’ll be a bit more comfortable for a while.” Then opening the satchel, Doc reached in and pulled out the communicator, “Here you go, I’ll step out so I won’t be telling no tales about not knowing nothing.” When the door clicked behind Doc Ash opened the communicator and turned on the power.
Pressing the transmit , “Sam, you there…… Sam, it’s Asher are you there?”
“Sam, you gotta tell Capt’n Wyatt things are bad down here, real bad. Sam, are you there?"
(Assuming Sam replies)
“Sam, Luke’s started trouble with Tong, he’s got himself some goons for deputies and they’re just killing Tong and burn’n their places. Tell Miss Willow the temple been burned down."
“ Miss Bridget seems to be fixing up with the Sheriff and they’re both missing right now. “
“ There was some trouble last night. Luke shot some Tong outside the Saloon. Mr. Blake, JW and some others came out to see what was going on and then there was an ambush in the street. John Blake is dead , JW is wounded and Bailey’s missing. The whole town is hide’n, nowhere seems safe. “
“Oh and Sam……. We both owe Doc McGuire big. I’m keep’n your bed warm…. Doc pulled three slugs out my back from last night.”
“Sam……..tell Ma I’m sorry I left” …… as Ash’s voice cracks …”tell her I love her.”
Posted on 2011-04-01 at 03:25:05.
Edited on 2011-04-12 at 17:07:42 by Odyson
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Topic: Voyages of the Rocinante - Firefly RPG QnA
Subject: Post?
Going to try and post tonight, but something just caught me this morning. My head is splitting and I feel like I've been drug through a Knot-hole. If I make through work today maybe I can take my laptop to bed and post. Maybe the icky feeling will help my story. Ash is feeling a bit icky too.
Posted on 2011-03-31 at 17:01:10.
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: Just a touch of color....
tint
Posted on 2011-03-31 at 16:52:31.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: $$$$$$$
Just like those 7 IT folks, I win!
Posted on 2011-03-31 at 16:51:09.
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Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Somebody call a plumber?
The prone guard tried to shift himself backward for more cover, firing twice but hitting nothing but the already very damaged radiator of the car. Luke and Doc aimed and fired back. The Nazi cried out once and twitched violently and then moved no more as blood pooled around his body.
Seeing blood pooling around the dead Nazi Doc breathing a sigh of relief. He didn’t care if it was his shot or the Captain’s that ended the threat to Sarge. Quickly holstering his 45’s, Jack bent down and grabbed the medic bag lying on the back seat. Scrambling out of the back seat Doc rushed Romo’s side. As he started to check Sarge for shock and where the wound was located he heard Brutal’s whinny yell, "DOC, Tend to the Sarge!". Without taking his attention off Romo, Jack tossed back, “Gee let’s promote you to Captain Obvious.”
The color in Romo’s face was good and even though his breathing was labored Doc could tell the Sarge was handling the pain well. Sitting in the car Sarge was holding his left side just above his belt. “Sit still while I get a look at this”, Doc told Romo as he pulled his hand away from the wound. Opening the jacket he saw blood was soaked in the shirt in front and on the jacket in back. “Well that could be good, looks like the bullet when through, won’t have to go in after it.”
Unbuttoning the shirt exposed an angry looking hole just below Romo’s ribs and about two inches in from his side. Jack carefully ran his hand around Romo’s side and felt the wet fleshly spot where the bullet has exited. Blood was just oozing out of both wounds. “Good, the hole looks clean and you only have a slow leak.”
Doc pulled his canteen from his belt, opened the top and gave it to Romo, “Here take a little water.” It was really more to just Romo something to do while Jack opened the kit. Working with practice efficiency he learned in the field hospital Jack pulled a compress triangle bandage, two gauze compresses, Sulfanilamide, a packet of Acetylsalicylic Acid tablets and the bundle of Medical Tags. “Ok, let me have that water.” taking the water he handed Sarge the Medical Tags. Romo looked at the tags and then back a Doc with a puzzled looked on his face.
“Oh those if you don’t think I know what I’m doing just go ahead and fill out your toe tag now.”
Wetting the bandage and smoothly whipping blood away Doc carefully cleaned the wound before sprinkling the Sulfanilamide in the holes left by the random slug. Pressing the a compress over each wound Doc secured them with several wraps of gauze. Tying off the gauze Jack checked to see if the bleeding had slowed, it looked good.
As Doc tended to Sarge, Corbin stop by to ask, "I'm glad your here Doc. We have a couple of more uniforms here, do you want to get out of the Red Cross outfit?" Jack looked up and shrugged, “Thanks but I may as well just keep what I’ve got, those are pretty bloody. “
Turning back to Romo Jack handed him the packet of tables and the water, “ Take four or five these to take the edge off the pain, then two or three every four or five hours. If the pain really gets unbearable I can give you a shot of Morphine, but it may take the edge off you too. Doc wiped his hands with the wet cloth and packed up his kit. “Now rest for a bit while we figure out how to get to the Castle. “
Posted on 2011-03-31 at 02:58:55.
Edited on 2011-04-08 at 23:43:25 by Odyson
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Topic: The Morphing Game
Subject: Throwing a......
snit
Posted on 2011-03-31 at 00:52:29.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Cheers.....
Oh it's a wonderful day, I win.
Posted on 2011-03-31 at 00:51:20.
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Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: Sarg's wound.
I'm going to figure that Sarg's wound is a clean shot in and out and no where near bone or vitals. Even though Sarg is fit, in a sitting position it would make a bit of a jelly roll around his middle and that's where the stray shot got him. All fleshy so it passed through. No probing required to pull the slug out. I'm going to figure the left side.
Posted on 2011-03-29 at 17:16:30.
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