Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: On Guard..........
Ok, it's a Fence Post!!!
Posted on 2010-09-04 at 00:56:33.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: ytrewq
Well that's really Tops with me.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 20:36:29.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Huh.......
Being backed into a Corner Post!
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 18:48:59.
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Topic: my 100th post poem
Subject: Whooop, Whooop
Congrates!!! Amazing how quickly they can pill up when you're having fun.
+1 for your first 100!
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 18:47:23.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Ahhhh...
Ah, yes! Toast Posties!!!!!
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:46:31.
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Topic: most silly superpowers
Subject: Looky.....
With only strawberries, ice cream and milk I can make a strawberry Float.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:44:33.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: On three.......
Granted, you been given a Wishbone so that wishing is now part of you.
I wish for good weather during my four day weekend.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:41:00.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Ah...
Post Toasties.....
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:35:18.
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Topic: The Skill Check Game
Subject: Success
Success but now you're in line to be hit by a comet.
I roll a knowledge check to understand German.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:33:20.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Mine....
Der Sieg geht an die Werebear!
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:29:05.
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Topic: Corrupt a wish
Subject: Urp.......
Sorry, but it tasted like chicken.
I wish for a four day weekend.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 16:21:40.
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Topic: most silly superpowers
Subject: Like Magic....
I can walk down a street in most towns and turn into a BAR.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 01:35:16.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Comfy......
Warm
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 01:33:33.
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Topic: The Wizards' Duel
Subject: Glow little glow worm........
I am the Ultraviolet light that makes the drugs glow.
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 01:26:47.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Hehehehehehehe............
Slips in the wiley Werebear, Yo Snooze and loose!
Posted on 2010-09-03 at 01:21:37.
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Topic: Schizophrenia
Subject: Knock, Knock, Knock
Our junior DM in training, welcome!!!
Knock, Knock, Knock, Excuse me, excuse me.
Let Me Out Of Here!!!!!!
Pretty soon we'll have our whole tabletop group on line.
Posted on 2010-09-02 at 17:01:15.
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Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: Tagging a Post
I wasn't sure what the normal way is to add to a post to tie it to what is in someone's post. I just did an edit and eluded to Almerin's conversation between the Captain and Doc.
It seems to work, but is there a standard accepted method I be using?
Posted on 2010-09-02 at 16:36:47.
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Topic: LD Filler: The New Adventure
Subject: Twitter???????????
Twitter, shoot I'm email challenged, lol.
The strip is great, we're gaming Sunday night and our DM said just about the same thing. Do you know Randy?????
Posted on 2010-09-02 at 16:18:49.
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Topic: most silly superpowers
Subject: Hmmming alive, hmmming alive
I can hum Disco!
Posted on 2010-09-02 at 01:37:00.
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Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Your face rings a bell......
Santa
Posted on 2010-09-01 at 23:54:56.
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Topic: most silly superpowers
Subject: Zzzzzzzzzzzz...............
I can make load annoying sounds when I sleep.
Posted on 2010-09-01 at 23:53:51.
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Topic: im new
Subject: Welcome to the Inn
There be a few of geriatric types about but we're young at heart. You'd never know by our postings. Stop by the chat room sometime, I'm the current substitute bartender, there always a keg of Good Old Froth-n-Slosh on tap, self-serve. If I'm not there Igor should be around.
Hope you have a good time here.
Posted on 2010-09-01 at 23:33:07.
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Topic: most silly superpowers
Subject: Old Timers.........
I can disguise myself by using the hair that grows out of my ears.
Posted on 2010-09-01 at 18:16:27.
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Topic: Weird War II
Subject: What The ......
Jack tensed as there seemed to be a change in the sounds of the engine drone. Then all chaos broke loose.
The bodies of the men on either side of him were flung to the floor as bullets riddled through fuselage of the C-47. Five or six men lay motionless as Jack instinctively moved to check them.
Blood pooled quickly on the floor from the massive holes left in their lifeless bodies. As Jack looked up from the dead commando next to him another rage of death and destruction ripped through the other side of plane.
More men were blown from their seats as the hot death poured in from the German fighter strafing their transport.
Deadly accuracy or just plain bad luck left another half dozen men or so dead on the floor. As Jack crawled through the blood searching for life signs of the men on the floor the plane lurched and turned sharply tossing others in the aisle.
The Major struggled to his feet and shouted to get out of the plane, now. Jack only saw a few men rise and hookup as the Major struggle to open the jump door. As the door opened he shouted over the engine roar,” Out, now!”
The men filed out and Jack continued to searched for signs of life among the downed soldiers. “Doc, let them go; those guys out there are going to need you now,” as the major nodded toward to open door.
Jack stood and followed orders; he hooked up and moved to the door. The Major stopped him, he said, “They’re going to need you down there.”Jack turned and jumped from the plane.
Just as Jack cleared the tail and cord pulled on his chute pack he heard another roar gun fire as the enemy strafed the plane again.
The jerking of the chute opening almost shook his head off his neck. With effort Jack pulled on the chute straps and brought the swaying under control.
He couldn’t see if any more chutes were above, he knew the Major and the Captain had stayed back to sure the men got out.
Looking down through the dark there was just enough moonlight that Jack could make out a couple of chutes as they drifted toward a treed area.
Oh great, a lovely landing area.
Pulling on the straps Jack guided his chute as best he could toward the same woods. The others had jumped first so there was some distance to try make up if he didn’t want hike several miles just find the others.
A shift in the breeze aided Jack as he drifted down, he had closed the distance considerable as the woods started to loom up at him. He was only a couple of hundred yards from where he’d seen another chute land.
Spotting a small clearing Jack pulled hard to get his chute to glide that direction.
Just as he thought he had cleared the trees his chute caught and like a human pendulum Jack slammed between two large branches and flat against the trunk.
Turning his head just in time to keep from smashing his nose into bark he hit with considerable thud, knocking the wind out him.
“Son of a …. “ he hollered as he scrapped down about ten feet of trunk, hitting ground and falling backwards on his ass.
“Holy Mother…., first I get shot at by our guys in Italy and now I get to hug a f….. tree.”
Still dazed and muttering Jack quickly unhooked the chute and pulled free. Staggering, he tried to get his bearing toward the other commandoes.
Looking up he caught a glimpse of another chute coming down. He turned and headed in that direction.
Sh.., well one is better than none.
A few minutes later he found the Captain and hurried to report.
After the Captain had finished talking to him Jack shouldered the carbine.
As the Captain turned to talk to men Jack walked over to the body of the trooper. Kneeling beside the body Jack removed the man’s helmet and then reached into his collar and lifted out his dog tags.
Taking a pad and pencil from his breast pocket Jack open it and listed the soldier’s name, rank and serial number; he noted the date and wrote dead; he left the location blank.
Replacing the pad and pencil Jack pulled a small pouch from his pants pocket; opened it and dropped in the tags.
He removed the man watch and ring dropping them into the pouch too.
Jack loosened the soldiers pack and removed his pistol belt; putting it around his own waist.
As Jack was going through the mans pockets he felt the stares. Looking up Jack saw the men watching him.
“What???, it’s my job to log the dead too. We can’t leave anything on his body that gives any clues about us. We also need to claim what we can use. Lucky, you take his pack; yours has a big hole in it and you’ll be losing stuff soon.”
Jack took off his helmet with white circle and red cross; laid it on the soldier and put on the soldiers helmet.
Standing the guys heard Doc say, “Shit, so much for the Geneva Convention.”
(OOC: This means Doc now has two 45's, Medics were allow a pistol to protect their patients so he had his original issue.)
Posted on 2010-09-01 at 17:34:10.
Edited on 2010-09-07 at 16:52:47 by Odyson
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: Cheers.......
Have mug of Good Old Froth-n-Slosh, that always help to make thing look better.
Posted on 2010-09-01 at 14:15:10.
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