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Post by Jacques Snicket on Oct 28, 2006 15:59:15 GMT -5
To my fellow volunteers:
The message I received was a coded warning, saying that Count Olaf is going to set fire to the Opera House.
With all due respect, Dewey Denouement
P.S. Please find that ring.
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Post by orphansrgreat on Oct 31, 2006 8:41:04 GMT -5
L,
Help STOP I am trapped STOP. STOP
O
K in disress STOP
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Post by Jacques Snicket on Oct 31, 2006 20:01:57 GMT -5
My dear brother Frank,
Ernest was last seen with R., who had a ring——
This message was interrpted, as I had to run away from the scene, where Olaf almost stuck me with his sword. I am back in my underwater catalog, cataloging the evidence surrounding the event that had just happened.
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Post by woefulcambria on Nov 8, 2006 21:43:00 GMT -5
D~
I think you might be happy to know that I have located the ring. It was a dark day, which, as we here all know, is the phrase which here means 'a bad day', when it, in the murky waters of the Stricken Stream, washed ashore. If the item I speak of had been any muddier, I think fountain water would not have saved it.
It was, indeed, the ring.
I'm sending it to you now.
With all due respect, L
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Post by Jacques Snicket on Nov 9, 2006 18:52:02 GMT -5
To my fellow associates:
I am contacting you from the Vineyard for Florentine Dishes, as F. is going to come to transport the message inside the cart package in order to deliver it to the catalog. There will be sugar bowls layed out in and around the Florentine culinary delights, as the chefs will be volunteers and associates of volunteers. I am hoping that I receive a good Dish of Florentine Vineyard sauce so I can arrange our codes backwards. V.F.D. D.F.V.
With all due respect, Dewey Denouement
P.S. I like to spend some of my days at the Fountain of Victorious Finance.
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Post by orphansrgreat on Mar 20, 2007 15:31:18 GMT -5
Dear All,
I am currnetly stuck in an awful situation. E, happy belted birthday.
k
(help)
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Post by Jacques Snicket on Mar 20, 2007 17:47:27 GMT -5
L--
If you have received this message, than this means that I have finally found the location of the ring. I have gone to the cathedral to speak to J., another volunteer who was stationed at the church, on the subject matter to having Olaf steal your notebook. Ring. Please volunteer to go to the Hotel Denouement, in which I am inside. I will give you an important coded message as follows: -------------------------------------------------------
With all due respect, Dewey Denouement.
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Post by C. on Mar 25, 2007 18:29:26 GMT -5
Orphansgreat, you know the rules. I have to give you a warning for bumping an old thread.
Locked.
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Post by EyeAndInsignia on Apr 16, 2008 17:18:49 GMT -5
From the previous message, I hope there's nothing wrong with postin, but I don't know. Please tell me if there is something wrong in posting on this thread. If not, I'll be Winnepeg.
L--
I must turn the topic to the ring. Count dropped it on the ground near the Heimlich Hospital embers. Olaf then went in the car and drove off. Madame Lulu died thanks to him. As Lord Byron said, "'Tis very questionable the desire of life profanes it." That statement rings true to the death of Madame Lulu, amoung others who are asscociated with the works of Count Olaf. Just the other day my phone rang; That K called from the Quelqueeg, which was dreadfully close to Olaf. There was also a certain person horribly named Doctor O.ENTH. K then left on a library-raft, heading close to the continental-shelf,
With All Do Respect, R
PS. I have heard that Certain volunteers may mix two codes together such as Verse Fluctuation Dialogue, Anagrams, and the code of Dr. Sebald. Mr. Sebald was a true fan of Byron's saying/poem: 'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.'
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Post by notsoquiet on Jun 8, 2008 8:48:49 GMT -5
I will be Beatrice. (Can I start writing the letters?)
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lordi
Catastrophic Captain
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Post by lordi on Sept 15, 2008 1:17:19 GMT -5
I will Be Klaus
K
Please assist am trapped in sofa
K
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Post by smartalecks on Sept 16, 2008 17:28:52 GMT -5
B,
When I sat down to write a letter, the sight of ink rang certain bells in my head. I recently was reading a local newspaper headline about a very, very peculiar woman selling all the articles of clothing she owned. To her chagrin, she was sternly told that this was not legal. Well, well! Very funny story, that! I'm amused by this, and I assume the same in you. I haven't heard anything this funny since that incident last May. Other people's troubles are always interesting things about which to read, as opposed to uncomfortable like one's own. Hypocrisies like that aren't easy to understand, and I often wonder what to think is true. Your inquisitive, philosophical, nature would be better suited to contempalate this. Wedding the confusion of this world with how loud, loud, loud bells of confusion often ring is hard. Always, they ring! Should they? I really think that, after all, always, they really still have a purpose in how they ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
Affectionately and with ears slightly ringing,
D
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Post by Vanja on Sept 23, 2008 13:33:55 GMT -5
I will be Isadora
K
Trapped in the sky, the house floats away Can't stop, we must take a sway
I
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Post by thesnicketfile on Oct 4, 2008 15:23:30 GMT -5
To My Fellow Members,
Ring!
Will you listen to that. Life is amazing isn't it. Wow. You are one of the greatest peoples ever. You are very... Deliver Lemony the message please, he deserves it. Thanks so much. The message is important , look at it. It's sheer joy. Muchly. Snicket people, like Lemony, are always stalling. So eat this please. File this letter up baby! I'm on a mission. Wow! Ow!
Ring!
From,
D-Dead E-Eaten W-Woman E-Eaten again Y-Yummy.
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Post by thesnicketfile on Oct 4, 2008 17:42:03 GMT -5
Dear My Fellow Members,
I have sent you a letter and you have not responded. I am very worried that you perished in the terrible fire that took the Hotel Denouement. I managed to stay away from the place, as I knew it would be in flames, and I contacted Dewey, only to find out he was shot by a harpoon. Poor dead Dewey. Anyways I must tell you,
Ring!
I must speak the truth. Life is complicated. What I really need is something covered in chocolate and spicy. Make it yummy. To satisfy my hunger. I need someone to give me it. Meet me at the Anxious Clown to give it to me. You know I love me some chocolate and spice. So yummy. At exactly twelve give it to me, I am very hungry. Hotel Setnick has some yummy spicy chocolate foods. I am on Preludio street.
Ring! (I got my wife a new one).
Please slip this message to the Anxious Clown waitress who will say "I didn't realize it was a sad occasion". She will give it to the manager who will give it to the chef who will give it to Kit. She will throw it into the water and it will get to you as good as new. Than mail it to the Volunteer Fire Department. They will get it, and than dispose of it. Thank you for your help.
From,
L.
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