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Word from Efrandor
05:16:46 Feb 13th 13 - Mr. The Little One:

A little something from someone:


*The mist clears, a tall one legged man with big hat, parrot on the shoulder and a cutlass in each hand steps up to the podium.*

An old man shakes and whispers in fear: "That's Efrandor, that is."

*Effie kills some sailor just to prove a point.*

- Aargh! Here be Effie, back for a say: Listen up ye scurvy-infested, lack of teeth, bad hair day-wizard wannabes!

*A enemy pirate ship moves closer and fires it's cannons. A hellish battle starts. Mielo fights off all attackers, Vencrow tap dances and Stormie sings ballads to the mermaids. Effie continues his speech under the racket*

"BAM! CRASH! *FIRE* AAAARGH! *BIG, BIG EXPLOSIONS!"

*The attacking ship is sinking. With all attackers dead or drowning Mielo sits down for a smoke. Vencrow stretches and Stormie is getting lucky with a few fat but experienced mermaids. Effie continues.*

- And that's all I have to say about that.

*The mist comes back. The people on the shore stand in shock. The old man has peed his pants.*



"Once I'm rich and no longer working or busy I'll come play."


Efrandor has spoken and says hi to all of you :)


06:37:25 Feb 13th 13 - shyers (Mr. Shyers Black):

stands there picking his nose watching the battle
mutters something like "long winded..."
turns and continues his job swobbing the deck


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