Kevin's Watch

*rolls an enormous minty cabbage in Shalimar's direction, in the hope of pancaking her too*

*After a polite knock on the door, Brinn pokes his head into the room*

Didn't I just see you guys in the?!?.... Wasn't there another food?!?! .... And you Infelice..and you Dromond...What kind of a self-respecting Elohim and giantship would get themselves involved in something?!?!?...

*mumbles something about the Beer thread and tries to shut the door*

*Before he can manage to shut the door the Elohim queen quickly springs up and obliges by giving the nude Haruchai a cold beer.......poured right over his head*

If you can't beat em Brinny boy, join em

*With grace and alacrity Brinn quickly crouches like a coiled spring. A slight tilt of the head and the haruchai warrior has quaffed the beer that was previously intended as a shower in one massive gulp.*

*Buurrrp!*

MMMMmmmmm...Was that a Foster's Lager???

*a quick tumble towards the corner of the room and Brinn springs lightly to his feet, two small salmon sashimi filets gripped in each hand. Boldly approaching the Elohim Queen, Brinn slaps Infelice on her equally nude posterior with a slab of raw fish*

We are no longer in the Clachan your highness!

*quickly realizing that he has just slapped Earthpower incarnate on the rear end with a fish (and a moderator as well!), Brinn quickly tries to run from the room again!

...Ooops! Double post! ....

*hides his eyes*

I don't want to know about nude Haruchai and nude Elohim slapping each other on the buttocks with raw fish! It's all getting a bit Monty Python

Cover yourselves up.......with this! *hurls an enormous Kraft Cheese Slice over the fishy pair*

*Raw fish filets still in hand, Brinn knocks the giant slice of cheese onto the floor and glares at the adolescent Ur-Lord.*

Do you think I enjoy being nude all the time?!?! It get's very cold in Northron Climbs... Unfortunately my Haruchai Vow forbids me from donning processed cheese-food or any other clothing for that matter.

*Brinn points an accusing slab of raw fish at Infelice*

Besides, she started it!

No naked Haruchai in this kitchen. Gawd, at least wear a tunic or something. Hell, a tea towel would do.

*notices the minty cabbage and levitates out of its way, and it hits Brinn, because he's to busy with Infelice* Ne-ne nala kweesta!

I'm not sure if you've just made fun of me or not Shalimar

*The cabbage strikes Brinn a nasty blow as he professes the hazards of being a Haruchai-in-the-buff with the younger Ill-Ender. Brinn turns toward Shalimar with malice in his now slaw covered eyes*

*throws a tea towel at Brinn* I'm 12, remember? Now, I'm ordering everyone to go take baths or showers or whatever. Brinn, you'd better be wearing that, or something else, please, for the sake of CovJr's sanity.

Or, I could just turn on the sprinklers and shower everyone with freezing cold water, whether they like it or not.

I'm also putting up a set of rules. Be warned, the breaking of said rules will result in the use of the sprinklers. The Rules do not apply to the Moderators or the Admins (well, duh).

Until I get the rules written, have a field day. But still, bathe.

*suddenly, an idea bites Shalimar on the nose* Ow, Vows don't apply here. You can wear clothes, Brinn.

I'll be back!

unaware of any haruchai vows of nudity .. averts eyes from the brilliant glare of one exceedingly- aussie beach deprived - Northron Climb .. white haruchai butt!!

yeah man throw on a fig leaf or that tea towel .. spare us the glare LOL

ok .. goes to shower not really knowing why .. are we all to go bathe??

if i just showered not more than an hour ago .. can i stay and reek a little havoc?

so cool .. tis a rule free zone for me

*The Haruchai warrior returns wearing a full tux complete with top-hat, tails and cane.*

Hmmm....It's a little scratchy and uncomfortable but I hope you like!

well it sure taken care of the glare factor

Good job! Lucky for you, the Professors have been liberal with the homework, so I haven't even started on the rules yet! Unlucky for me, I've discovered that Muggle Studies (aka, Social Studies) is not my subject. Oh well!

Brinn, you ought to wear something that makes you feel comfortable..... and NOT your birthday suit. And, seeing as we're probably going to start throwing food again, good, new clothes are not recommended.

Sky, you can stay, but I warn you, the house-elves are veeeery busy. You might get your feet scrubbed off.

*begins to wheel in cannons and put them in specific places* Sky, Brinn, wanna be on my team?

Note, this is friendly war. Anything said or done in this war means nothing to the friendships and/or rivalries that currently exist. Food Fight Decree number One, signed, Shalimar Dorecella Foxfire

There, I made my first decree! And if anyone uses my middle name, I shall brutally kill them.

Brinn wrote:*With grace and alacrity Brinn quickly crouches like a coiled spring. A slight tilt of the head and the haruchai warrior has quaffed the beer that was previously intended as a shower in one massive gulp.*

*Buurrrp!*

MMMMmmmmm...Was that a Foster's Lager???

*a quick tumble towards the corner of the room and Brinn springs lightly to his feet, two small salmon sashimi filets gripped in each hand. Boldly approaching the Elohim Queen, Brinn slaps Infelice on her equally nude posterior with a slab of raw fish*

We are no longer in the Clachan your highness!

*quickly realizing that he has just slapped Earthpower incarnate on the rear end with a fish (and a moderator as well!), Brinn quickly tries to run from the room again!

Not fair!!!!!! To accost the person of Elohimroyalty when she is in the middle of a house move!!!!!!!!!!! And with raw FISH!!!!!!!! Your days are numbered Haruchai.........live it up while you can!!!!!!!!!!

.. an honour to align with the Shalimar brigade umm .. team!! got one fishy smelling elohim in my sights .. as we speak ..

*feeling decidedly sorry for the elohims predicament* loads rpg with sweet smelling but inevitably sticky honey syrup .. and lets rip!!

elohim is generously coated in very sticky honey syrup .. but that smells soooo much better than that raw fish!!

no need to thank me your royal fairyness

hey psstt .. mmm .. about that middle name Sarg' (ent) .. i dont think i'm knowing any such name anyhoo

*feeling slightly sorry for the victimised Elohom queen, loads large catapult with porridge oats*

*launches the oats at Shalimar brigade*

*squirts the soaring oats with hot water pistol*

Instant porridge! Enjoy!

*Shalimar brigade is deluged in healthy but bland highland breakfast food*

*Reaching into his tuxedo pockets, Brinn tosses twin handuls of cinnamon and sugar at the incoming bland breakfast gruel creating a tasty breakfast treat in the nick of time.*

Still don't like it but I guess clothing does have its benefits.

*Brinn yells for Shalimar*...Sarge! We're gonna need bacon, toast and orange juice before those oats hit or we're done for!

*phew* saved by Brinns acute haruchai reflexes .. bland oaty breakfast food is instantly palatable ..

LOL .. sky who just happens to have bacon, toast and orange juice on hand .. saves the Brigade from certain oaty overload

.. well lets face it .. who goes anywhere without a few dozen rashes of greasy bacon, toast and a large 'pint' of OJ tucked away in a safe place for just such occassions?