Re: Niples \"The madness of Ambassador Niples the Third\"

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"So what do we do now?" Aman- uhh ALOTTA asked.
"Who's for poker?!" Phil asked cheerily.
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"Nonsense!" Said Seymour springing to life and this time not heading
towards the exit hatch. "We should play Bridge, or Biliards!"
"Erm Seymour, I dont see the 6 foot billiards table around, do
you?!" Jack said thankfully.
"Ahh but who says it has the be 6foot? What about 6 inches?" Seymour
rummaged around in a man-bag (tm) he'd brought with him and brought
out a miniature table with burgundy felt.
"You've got to be kidding!" said Jack.
"Quiet uneducated ruffian!" seymour scolded. "Now who's playing?"
Blank faces all round
OOC- Short but I just had the quick idea to torture everyone!
--- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, "Andy" <SirLagerlot@h...>
wrote:
> A series of automatic gunshots were heard. "OH DEAR GOD! What have
I
> done?"
> Jay looked forward. "You've shot 6 holes through Deans stomach
> lining."
>
> "Thats bad right?" Phil asked Keto.
> "Well...considering humans arent supposed to come with ventilation
in the stomach wall yes" Keto replied. "The damage need's to be
repaired as soon as possible otherwise Dean could slowly bleed to
death, I believe I can repair the damage from the inside using the
Phoenixe's mining arms"
> "I'm all for it Doc" said Jay "But I gotta get the power back
online first, Dave give me hand.." he said as he slid on his beneath
the forward control panel with a screwdriver in his mouth and a
soldering iron in his left hand, while Canazza clambered to into the
floor maintenance hatch and started..doing something very technical
that I can't think how to write!
> "So what do we do now?" Alota asked (Thats right Dave ALOTA not
Amanda you loser!)
> "Who's for poker?!" Phil asked cheerily.
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