The Tree-Clubhouse Gang are (almost) grounded
POSTED BY: cozen
UPDATED: Monday, June 6, 2005 16:30
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*sings*
I'm the 200th post! I'm the 200th post!
grr. my brother beat me to it, silly brother.
ahem.
*sings*
I am the 201st post!! I am the 201st post!
just doesn't have the same ring. 
"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau
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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
*sings*
I'm the 200th post! I'm the 200th post!
grr. my brother beat me to it, silly brother.
ahem.
*sings*
I am the 201st post!! I am the 201st post!
just doesn't have the same ring.
"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau
MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Ath-2
Serenity-0 (the bird poo doesn't count. I thought of it in the chat.)
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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Oh, so that's how it's going to be, Ath?
Go back to your cuddling before the mechanical mop wacks you in the head. 
"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau
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hehe ok ath, so how about that kilt we spoke of?
*grins devilishly*
~lissa, spwhore
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a bird swoops down over him and leaves a special present behind. On his HEAD!!!!*
Squaaarrry 'bout that. I had a squack!!!..avacado binge a bit earlier in the theard. Them things just don't Squeek! agree with my little birdie stomach.
*Flys around looking for another target, err um friendly person and or other creature to visit *
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Originally posted by Rat:Quote:
Originally posted by Jazaf:
*rummages around looking for some RootBeer.* Darn. there isn't any here. Oh well, Pepsi's just as good.
Say that to my face.
Jazaf quickly rises to his own defense. 'Whoa, hold on there! Root Beer is my drink o' choice but I didn't see any so I went with what was there. Course if you happen to know where some Root Beer is I would rather chug that.'
having said that Jazaf relaxes and sits back down next to Montanagirl.
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Do you know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with till you
understand who's in rutting command here.
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Yawn!
*Stretching is somewhat hindered by the twisting folds of the fallen hammock, and by occasional nips from sweet lips.*
Gonna have to excuse me a bit, Mai sweety, but a minion’s work is never done, and I got some chores to attend to. Be right back.
*cozen hoofs it to the Sereni-Treeship. En route, a lingering Evil Creature pounces upon him. Facing certain death, cozen is rescued in gentlemanly fashion by ChrisTheCynic, who bludgeons the EI with a rock.*
Thanks, Chris. I, for one, at least respect the fact that you stay in character as well as you do.
*Continuing on, cozen pauses to pay a half hour’s obeisance to Mal-licious. Then adds on another fifteen minutes, just to stay on the safe side. Given kind permission to leave (or haughtily waved away: you decide), cozen calls up the Russian pilot of his Sikorsky and arranges to sign the ‘copter over to Static.*
Thanks, man, for your stable presence and presence of mind. Ain’t no Apache, but it’s the best I can do. In your hands, that bird’s gotta be less likely to threaten innocent folks’ (okay, MG’s) well being. ‘Sides which, the maintenance, insurance and fuel costs were bustin’ me bad.
*While tuning Ebo’s guitars, cozen checks out TWG’s pix. Predictably goes gaga over OiS2. Downloads and plunks it on as a screensaver on the plasma tv, where, during rare breaks between Princess Bride, Holy Grail and the Serenity trailer, it shares screenspace with Ebonezer-in-her-prom-dress. Considers it’s a good thing TRM ain’t too much a fan of television.*
*Nips over to the F*x wardrobe dept. Steals Kaylee's coveralls. Nips back to Sereni-Tree and presents Jet with said apparel.*
*Somehow convinces Needleseye to endure history’s most careful manicure. (Ya gotta admit, this boy’s got courage). Leaves her with Edvard Munch’s quote: "Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye… it also includes the inner pictures of the soul"*
*A little more posyed than usual, he drops by the infirmary and leaves SimonWho Jewel Staites home phone number and email address. Figures this might not actually help or mean much, but he was panicking.*
*Bumps into Kayleeclone, and asks her to yet again over-ride the security codes to the superlock keeping CallMeSerenity from her closet supergarden. Kaylee chirps up with a “No prob, coz,” and fulfills the request.*
All, yours, Serenity.
*Offers CallMeAth to Lissa, spwhore. Offers Lissa to CallMe Ath…. Oh, already happened on its own, that. Well, easy-peasy then.*
*Teaches Jazaf the infallible techniques of sixth chakra massage, for… whatever purposes.*
I’m just sayin….
*Obtains the Complete Monty Python’s Flying Circus tv series dvd set, with additional commentary by Dale Earnhart and bonus! Brett Favre lewd pictorial. Hand to MontanaGirl, with a leery 
*
*Whilst Rat sleeps, replaces Minbari drive on Triumph Ratcycle with Lucas electrics powered four-stroke carburetted 650cc twin.*
*Shares a pint of TheRealMe’s favourite beverage (let me know what that might be, eh?), and casually mentions that while playing with the scanners on the bridge, cozen had focussed them underground and spotted hoards of gigantic mutant moles lurking beneath the Tree, but considers that they didn’t seem to be anything to worry about just yet.*
*Via Express-Post from Indonesia, imports a gross tonne of mahogany planks. Whittles and lathes these into arrow shafts for SoulofSerenity. Adds in a few bushels of feathers gathered amongst those found on the beaches of Haida-Gwai (Queen Charlotte Islands), as left behind by very-naturally-expired-of-old-age bald eagles. Adds to this the remnants of platinum left over from his tour of duty in the nth dimension. Useful, no, in the making of arrowheads?*
*Tosses Emma a dollop of lion’s courage.*
*Writes a novel sized “Guide To Idiotic Thinking” for TheDuke, to help him get a feel for this place. (Hungarian? cozen’s RL birth = Szigetmonostor. If I’m confusing you deeply, just write it off to idiocy).*
*Trades PsychicRiver
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Wow you've been quite the busy boy (um I mean man, big, strapping macho type man) haven't you?
*Gulps down half a dozen waffles, and a 5 slightly spiked glasses of o.j. all while still tangled up in the hammock*
Napping makes a girl hungry, now please get me out fo this thing!
BTW, have you seen Molly anywhere I'm starting to get a bit concerned that the troll might of mistaken her for a tasty snack.
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*For some reason Emma is feeling brave and decides to wander around the Sereni-Tree by herself trying to find the bridge so she can discuss the new super-cool warp-drive thingemywotsit with TRM*
*EI jumps in front of her waving his arms around with a big scythe*
Oh no
*Emma loses her new found courage and wibbles, trying to keep her bowels intact*
*The EI speaks with a deep and sexy Irish accent*
Emma, we have been seeking you. You have something that belongs to us...
*Emma faints*
extremely dimensionally transcendental
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Originally posted by mai:
BTW, have you seen Molly anywhere I'm starting to get a bit concerned that the troll might of mistaken her for a tasty snack.
It's okay, Mai. Molly's in the spgarden with me, helping me pick cherries.
Course, Molly tends to eat more than she picks, but that's okay, there's plenty. I think later I'll make some pies.
"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau
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