The War Of June

[flawedprefect]

The war stagnates. I fear we hath lost many a blue starr-ed brother
because of the setting. I vote we transport the battle to more modern times.
My lute hath also the power to "tune" time and thus cause a magical portal
to appear, and take us to whatever period we wish.

Any takers from either side?

[hansosjesusstick]

well there's only u and tuck here so get some more lptr's then lauren

[sporty502]

hmmmmm wat?

[charliefan92489]

hansosjesusstick said:

well there's only u and tuck here so get some more lptr's then lauren

lol, yeah that might help....


With none but sir Tucker and I,
I survey the land for an opponent
I see sporty lumbering along and use
my lovely singing ( )voice to entrance him
to a cave where I push him into-ith a hole. (haha)

3 postiths

[KatieIsland]

"Oi Oi, wat's this mess?" I ask the wind as I skirt past a cluster of scarred villains, and survey the few rebels remaining. Pushing my hood back to reveal my angry eyes, filled with contempt as old as time, I reach into my pocket.
The LPT members seem to freeze in space and time, unable to attack me as I slowly withdraw from my robe pocket a small toylike object which transforms into a full size trebuchet, painted the devil's own pink-- a gift for Charlie Fan. As all stand in awe of my great mystic and ancient magic, I reach into the other deep pocked and delve out a miniatre crossbow-like object, which again reaches monstrous heights, and is the deep blue shade of the rebels heavenly stars-- a gift for Tucker.
But fear not, ye green knaves... I forget you naught... pulling from my pocket one last item, a small sprinking of dust, and blow it gently onto the wind, and let it settle on SPORTY's fair skin. As his fingers blow out of proportion, and his eyes squeeze shut, he drops his weapon, and stays in a huddled mass of soiled cloth, and ye olde fear, penetance for his vicious ruthless attacks.
And with that, I vanish in a
::poof::
Medieval High Priestess, Empress of Magic, Wise Woman of the South, and Grade A Dragon Handler
~Katie

[hansosjesusstick]

okay LPT's of the round tabel attack i call this ~katie girl 8-)grabsith his stick from the stone and beatith the me lady katie and puts her with the evil rabbit from Monty Python and The Holy Grail* hope u have fun getting ur head bitten off ;D 3 post kate/NOT super kate

[charliefan92489]

My goodness Katie, how did you fit a trebuchet in your pocket? I guess thats why you are the Empress of Magic ;D Thank ye!!!

With my new found trebuchet I launch a good size boulder tword the LPT camp.
It tumbles through the air and comes to a sudden stop ontop of Igmars tent.

3 Post-iths

(Glad to see you katie!!!)

[hansosjesusstick]

summons his griffin which picks up lauren by her hair not only causing pain but straigthning it and drops her a 1,000 feet off the ground ;D three post lauren


Z

[flawedprefect]

BareNaked Hurley runs out from his portal. He hadst been drinking the fair maiden's mead, and is somewhat giddy at the war thus far.

"Praise be said!" Shouts he, and brings his magical lute to the ready.

[KatieIsland]

A shower of glittering dust falls silent in the night, catching the light of the moon and beguiling all those in sight, as I step out from behind yon tree. The hem of my skirt slips over rocks and rough rotten things, old and dying upon the ground defiled by the LPT's camp. Daintilly I lift it, with a fair and feminine hand, move forward relishing the stars whose light sparkles merrilly upon my wicked deeds.
At random, or perhaps on purpose, I pull from my pocket my very own pink dagger and balance it playfully on one finger before throwing it into the ground at Hansosjesusstick's feet. When it meets the earth, the earth itself opens to welcome him, and absorbs the blade, and his legs up to his knees... He cannot move for three full posts. His shouts of terror bring the others from their private reverie... and with that, I make my grand and noble escape, leaving behind no sign of my presence save the faint scent of roses among horse and dragon and griffin dung- A bittersweet reminder of treachery.
~Katie
Magical Mischief-Maker, High Priestess, Lady of the LPTRs, and Captivating Medieval Fey Creature

[flawedprefect]

Tis time ~Katie bit her own dust! (yelled I)
So a quick tune-up, and I payed her a song,
A song of the sea...
~Katie turns into a Bird's Eye fish-fnger for 3 posts.

[hansosjesusstick]

grrr i'm back >_> <_< /_/ V_V where's everybody?!?

[Uncle Igmar]

Crawling out from the bolder,
The warrior looks older,
But he dons his golden steel gloves,
And flashes a smile for all of his loves,
He takes up the pike,
Looking for a Rebel to spike,
He sees a “Charliefan” with his eyes,
Pinned to the battlefield, she dies

For 3 post-iths

[servo3k]

i have hence forth been informed that i shal henceforth be permited participation in the ongoing war effort.. hence forth.......

it seems in the time shes been gone,
the rules have turned things to psalms,
for hence is a wack to thine hansojesustick,
who is thus now an uncontious twit .
(no offence he he he)

[KatieIsland]

Flashing a smile, a quick easy grin, I wave politely to Servo, fresh from the trenches, and move off on my own way, minding my own business.
But alas, I am disturbed by a most flawed individual. He stumbles across my path in his haste to escape the trebuchet attack. My smile twists into an unamused facade, as I look down at the unchivalrous knave. With a delicate gesture, I wave my hand over his head, and he instantly falls back into a deep slumber for three posts. Long enough for me to get away, and take his favorite toy lute, and bewitch it to become a rubber chicken the next time he might try to play it. Pleased with my most modern and deviant design, I wander away to create new forms of torture in my wicked brain.
~Katie
Wily Witch of the War Forums, Princess of Past Victories, Defiant Drifter, and Charming Medieval Maid