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Post by B. on Jun 13, 2012 10:50:09 GMT -5
Hermes: Can I ask what subject you teach, or would that be telling too much?
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Post by csc on Jun 13, 2012 11:49:42 GMT -5
Great story and chapter :-) . B.: He teaches philosophy.
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Post by Kensicle on Jun 15, 2012 7:06:28 GMT -5
Hermes, please don't be offended by my article in the 667er next week.
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Post by B. on Jun 15, 2012 7:17:55 GMT -5
I'm sure he won't be. Not all teachers hand out a lot of homework. And that said, I wouldn't actually mind philosophy homework, just like I don't mind Art or English homework. It's too bad my school doesn't incorporate philosophy into the curriculum.
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Post by Hermes on Jun 15, 2012 7:18:33 GMT -5
Hermes, please don't be offended by my article in the 667er next week. Um - that's rather disturbing. Could I ask why I might be offended?
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Post by B. on Jun 15, 2012 7:32:13 GMT -5
In her rant she rants about teachers handing out a lot of homework.
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Post by Hermes on Jun 15, 2012 8:34:26 GMT -5
In her rant she rants about teachers handing out a lot of homework. Oh, is that all? *Sigh of relief.*
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Post by Christmas Chief on Jun 15, 2012 10:49:00 GMT -5
Oh, is that all? *Sigh of relief.* Can I ask what it was you initially thought Kensicle meant?
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Post by A on Jun 15, 2012 19:56:11 GMT -5
Nay, I would probably rant about teachers giving TO LITTLE AND TOO EASY H/W AT MY SCHOOL!
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Post by csc on Jun 15, 2012 20:38:37 GMT -5
You are an interesting random stranger.
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Post by Kensicle on Jun 15, 2012 23:59:56 GMT -5
In her rant she rants about teachers handing out a lot of homework. Oh, is that all? *Sigh of relief.* Yes, that's all. But I'm scared stiff of unintentionally insulting someone. Rest assured that I didn't write "all teachers are Satan, no matter how amiable they are on Snicket forums". OR DID I?
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Post by csc on Jun 16, 2012 9:48:38 GMT -5
I certainly hope Hermes isn't Satan. That would make things very awkward around the forum.
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Jun 29, 2012 20:46:57 GMT -5
Chapter Four
“I’m home!” Sixteen called as he crossed the sheep pasture and approached his family’s cottage. His daughters, Brunch and Lemona, burst through the front door and hugged his legs, the only part of him they could reach.
“Momma! Momma! Daddy’s home!” Brunch squealed, calling into the house. Shelly appeared at the door, waiting her turn to hug her husband, and when the excitable youngsters moved aside the two embraced.
“So, what did Tragedy want?” Shelly asked.
Frowning, Sixteen thought back to his conversation with the emperor. He couldn’t just tell her that they were kicked off the property! “Um, I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“Tragedy was busy today,” he lied, thinking fast. “I have to go back tomorrow.”
“What?” Shelly asked in anger. “I mean, if he’s going to summon you the least he can do is be ready when-“
“Well, Tragedy does have a whole forum to rule,” Sixteen interjected. “It’s no big deal, I’ll just go put Fluffy to bed so she’ll be fresh in the morning.” He hurried back outside before Shelly could see in his face how upset he was.
Back at his sheepcart, he noticed for the first time an extra sack on the cart. How long has this been here? he wondered. Something was moving around inside…he untied the sack to find another sheep inside!
“Hey, little fella,” Sixteen began, lifting the sheep carefully out of the sack.
“What?” the sheep asked drowsily.
Sixteen froze. Sheep didn’t usually talk, did they?
“Wait a second, Sixteen?” the sheep asked. What are you doing here? Why am I…” the sheep looked down and screamed. “Why am I a sheep?”
“Why are you talking, more like,” Sixteen said under his breath.
“I heard that,” the sheep said testily. “I’m the emperor, I can talk whenever I-“
“The EMPEROR? Sixteen asked. “But you’re a sheep!”
“I think we’ve established that,” Sheep Tragedy said. “Where am I at? Your sheep pasture? What is this, some kind of sick joke?”
“No, of course not,” Sixteen said hurriedly. “I don’t even know how you got here; I just barely found you.”
“Hmm,” Sheep Tragedy said, unconvinced. “Well, listen up; I’ll make you a deal. Take me back to the administrative palace and I won’t punish you. Pandora will know what to do.”
Sixteen thought about this for a moment, and then shook his head. “No,” he said, with a lot more conviction than he felt. “You’ve told me you’re going to evict us from the sheep pasture. I think if I’m going to help you then you need to agree to let us stay and build your pool somewhere else.”
Tragedy snorted. “Seriously? You’re not the one who gives the orders around here, pal, I am. You better check yourself before you wreck yourself. I’ll just head back to the palace myself.”
I wouldn’t recommend that; it’s pretty dangerous for someone who doesn’t know the way. Menacing Miscellaneous especially-“
“Yeah, right. You just don’t want me to get back. Well, it’s not going to work. Goodbye!” And sheep Tragedy headed off in the direction of the palace, a little shaky on his new hooves. Sixteen sighed and watched him go.
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Post by VKSB on Jun 29, 2012 21:20:13 GMT -5
Tragedy snorted. “Seriously? You’re not the one who gives the orders around here, pal, I am. You better check yourself before you wreck yourself. LMAO!! Great chapter Linda. Can't wait to read more!
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Post by Shelly on Jun 30, 2012 0:42:14 GMT -5
Awesome update, Linda.
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