Antenora
Detriment Deleter
Fiendish Philologist
Put down that harpoon gun, in the name of these wonderful birds!
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Post by Antenora on May 25, 2005 12:28:27 GMT -5
Very good, Ennui.
I liked the mention of the Admiral Kobolos.
And of course, I love Dante.
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Post by j42 on May 25, 2005 12:49:19 GMT -5
I don't like that I died, but I like the story.
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Post by Amber on May 25, 2005 12:56:48 GMT -5
Yzay, I was just wondering when you were going to update this.
I liked Akbar, must be pretty boring for him in there though.
*love*
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Post by Ennui on May 25, 2005 13:57:59 GMT -5
Kobolos will be back. J won't be. I don't do resurrection, I'm afraid...Robert may, however, turn up...
Akbar spent a long time perfecting his noughts and crosses skills, his unarmed combat, and his grasp of Urdu. He is now an expert in all three fields. I made that up just now.
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Post by j42 on May 25, 2005 16:44:56 GMT -5
Unless I wasn't really dead in the first place.
(kidding, kidding. once again, good story.)
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Post by PJ on May 25, 2005 17:34:24 GMT -5
Cool story indeed. At least I incapacitated 'Nora first before I got clobbered with a pistol gun. So when the ninja armies find me, I'll have a nice scar to show off, and claim that there where a dozen of them, and I killed all but two, who then, in my weakened state, knocked me unconcious and prepared me for their primitive cannibal pot, before I was saved.
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Post by Dread Pirate Kobolos on May 27, 2005 5:27:53 GMT -5
Kobolos will be back. J won't be. I don't do resurrection, I'm afraid...Robert may, however, turn up... Akbar spent a long time perfecting his noughts and crosses skills, his unarmed combat, and his grasp of Urdu. He is now an expert in all three fields. I made that up just now. Har...What t' scurvy dog Akbar won't be tellin ye is this...when we were lost at sea we all drew straws so that one may die tha the others may live...gar...Akbar served up poor ole Robert Jackson, but in his defense...he had really great ribs!
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Post by Ennui on May 28, 2005 8:51:46 GMT -5
CHAPTER FIVE
Just as Dante brought Nora to her feet, however, and sighed in relief as she started to come round, everying went black in a rush of feathers. Antenora's crow, an alpha male, had no wish to see his mistress manhandled by anyone else. Dante invoked the names of all the demons of hell in his fury, but the crow continued to attack. During the fracas, Pee-Jai got up again, inconspicuously dragged himself over to his katana, and slunk off like a beaten jackal.
"Please, crow...desist..." Antenora muttered blearily.
"Corvus!" it replied haughtily, but attacked Dante no more.
"Master Rubens..." Antenora began.
"I know who you are, Antenora. Why didn't you say who you were before? All that time we were sailing together..."
"I wasn't too keen on the idea of you finding out that I've adopted piracy to fund my moose-liberating enterprises in Alaska," Antenora confessed. "I thought you might be cross."
"Oh, of course not!" And they fell into each other's arms.
"Ah, l'amour, c'est belle..." said the European Defence Commissioner, recalling his wild days as a student in Paris.
***
Meanwhile, Akbar-with an air of pride-was showing Luckless Ennui a flagstone in their cell. He prodded it, and it shifted about.
"For eleven years," he explained, "between perfecting my repertoire of valulable skills, I have slowly scraped at the mortar of this flagstone with my fingernails."
"And all that, yeargh, made it so loose?" asked Ennui, impressed.
"No, actually, but yesterday the guards conveniently left a trowel outside my window..." Akbar produced it. It was a Ninjatrowel, designed for stealthy weeding, but had served Akbar's purposes adequately.
"All I needed was the extra strength of another prisoner. And now you are here! One strong, hard, push will do it...and then we'll get out of here, and look for the lost hoard of Dread Admiral Kobolos..."
It was as Akbar had reckoned. The flagstone was conquered with ease, and the two pirates climbed into a low, thin passageway, which widened slowly. At last they came to a cloister, and an elaborate looking door.
"That is the way out of the Fortress," said Akbar with confidence. "Lock-picking is one of my many strengths." He unlocked the door in perhaps two seconds.
But the buccaneers did not find what they had expected. They were inside a well-furnished room, dominated by a large bed. Under the coverings slept Am-Ber, and over them reclined an enormous black panther, which looked slightly miffed to be deprived of its beauty-sleep.
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Antenora
Detriment Deleter
Fiendish Philologist
Put down that harpoon gun, in the name of these wonderful birds!
Posts: 15,891
Likes: 113
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Post by Antenora on May 28, 2005 9:04:14 GMT -5
Wonderful!
I think my reasons for adopting piracy were very good and noble ones. Free the mooses!
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Post by Amber on May 28, 2005 9:21:05 GMT -5
Can you say perfect timing?
I was re-reading this section, and as I got to the end of this, I saw you had updated it!
I love it. Though I'd be slightly scared to have a panther sleeping on my bed but that's Real-Life!Amber not Ninja!Amber.
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Post by PJ on May 28, 2005 16:40:42 GMT -5
Wonderful! I think my reasons for adopting piracy were very good and noble ones. Free the mooses! Isn't it moose? *explodes* Damn you Moose(s)! You have gramatically foiled me once again! Oh yeah, nice story. Pretty convenient to have a secret passage lead to Amber's room. Maybe she's the jailer or something. Excellent work!
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Post by Celinra on May 29, 2005 15:09:12 GMT -5
Wonderful! I think my reasons for adopting piracy were very good and noble ones. Free the mooses! Isn't it moose? *explodes* Damn you Moose(s)! You have gramatically foiled me once again! The plural of "moose" is indeed "moose." Have I commented on this story before? Well, if not, I have been reading it, and enjoying it muchly.
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Post by Dante on Jun 5, 2005 5:34:36 GMT -5
I think one of my favourite parts was the simile you used to describe PJ crawling away. Wonderful.
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Post by Ennui on Jun 13, 2005 13:56:51 GMT -5
CHAPTER SIX
Dante and Antenora spent perhaps thirty seconds wondering if they ought to head further into the interior and rescue Luckless Ennui. Then, as one, they shrugged and walked back towards the coast, with Corvus the crow flying over them, alerting them to the numerous traps along the way. No Ninjas dared now to confront them outright, for they were well-armed and menacing.
As a result, they got to the beach after some unrealistically brief time of journeying, and surveyed the ruins of their ship.
"Well," Antenora began, "we could build a raft out of the driftwood, I suppose, and then float back to California."
"Stultus," cawed Corvus, but no one paid any attention to him, and Dante and Antenora started to gather broken spars, planks, blanches, bits of masts and the legs of a coffee table that Ennui had broken in a freak backgammon accident. Using Dante's long, matted red hair as rope, they soon assembled an unfeasibly large, seaworthy, and sturdy wooden rectangle.
Their mood was optimistic, and even Dante was whistling jovially as he picked up the last bits of flotsam, two slender twigs. He started to do a little jig, rubbing the sticks carelessly together.
Unfortunately the twigs came from an orchard long nurtured by the Ninjas, which Admiral Kobolos had accidentally destroyed on his expedition two decades before. The twigs were the last remaining pieces of the grove. It had been called the Fla-Mma-Ble Orchard, for reasons the lovers soon found out.
As the twigs made contact, an enormous gout of flame erupted from them, and Dante dropped them in shock and alarm-right onto the raft. Kindled, the mass of wood soom formed an impenetrable inferno of flame; most disastrously, with Dante and Corvus on one side and Antenora on the other. Dante flung himself at the firewall, but the heat was too much, and he fainted beside it. With a spurt of strength, Corvus lugged him away by his beak. On the other side, they could hear Antenora's desperate cry.
"Ninjas! Ninjas! Nin..."
And then no more.
TO BE CONTINUED
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Post by Dante on Jun 13, 2005 14:06:56 GMT -5
Ominous! (I need to find a synonym for that; I say it too much.)
Observe how I am taking your gentle mockery of me with good humour. Ha ha! Funny.
I also like the way you ended this section with "TO BE CONTINUED" to poke fun at its dramatic ending.
Etc., etc., all the other stuff which I've forgotten but might remember later after other people post.
Edit: The idea of a "freak backgammon accident" intrigues me.
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