Tol-in-Gaurhoth XXIII: Journey to Hy Brazil - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Diamond18 · 06-20-2006, 03:07 PM

Werewolves aboard a ship? Inconceivable!

(Bet you're surprised I can say more than just "aye," aye?)

We all know Eomer is guilty so let's just off him. And then drink rum. Sound like a plan?

Anguirel · 06-20-2006, 03:14 PM

O lang, land may the ladies sit
Wi' thair gold kems in their hair,
Waiting for thair ain deir lords
For they'll se thame na mair.
Haf owre, haf owre to Aberdour,
It's fiftie fadom deip:
And thair lies guid Captain Cailín,
Wi' the logbook incomplete.

Ah, whit grim dairstard did the deed?
Word goes 'gainst Eomer,
Yet Weslamond there sits content
Nursing a scheme not fair?

Well, that was rather stupid of us. I know I was overdoing the Scotch. But can you imagine my emotions when I checked the chart and found Norroway was the other side of the flipping ocean?

Ahem. More when there is more of moment to discourse (and balladify) upon.

Formendacil · 06-20-2006, 03:17 PM

Sweet, I got to make a note in the logbook.

Don't kill me, all of you: I now have a job.

The temptation to pull a Nilp and vote myself is... tempting. I simultaneously want a quick out of this game (laziness) and to survive to the end... being a good sport, I'll try for the latter... but a Day 1 death would amuse me no end.

Especially since it would likely be because of this post here.

As I've stated game after game.... short of a stupid slip up (an' I ain't stoopid...) there is no way other than dumb luck to catch a wolf on Day 1.

Day 1s...

Glirdan · 06-20-2006, 03:19 PM

Hic! What's hic all this I hic hear about our Captain hic Cailin being forced to hic walk the plank? Hic hic HIICCC!! Oh dear. Hic! Now how are we hic going to hic get hic home!?

I say we scrounge hic around in hic the Captain's quarters to hic see hic if there's any hic maps. *Looks around groggily* No volun-HIC-teers? Okay. Hic! Fine. Hic! Until someone hic get enough courahic to check, I suggest we hic look for those damned hic Wolves starting with hic that plotting slave, Kahicth! I mean come hic on! She's a hic slave hic plotting hic something! What if it's hic the dethic of us?

I need to go hic lie down. I shall be hic back once I feel hic less sihic.

Diamond18 · 06-20-2006, 03:26 PM

Leave it to Form to bring up the spirit of Ennui first.

Might I suggest a signature change to something along the lines of "I'm so bored, kill me now"?

I still maintain that a more satisfying and enjoyable way to spend the Day would be to gang up on the kilted slave driver. Yo ho to ho.

I'm going to go scour the ship for treasure and slay a few rats for fun. I'll be back in a few hours to see if there's anything interesting going on (i.e. to see who has taken the "I'm so bored, kill me now" bait.

)

Durelin · 06-20-2006, 03:29 PM

Whoa.

I'm...

on time?

No..wait...

early?

Arr, werewolves?!

. . .

Shunshin no Jutsu!

Gone.

Gurthang · 06-20-2006, 03:29 PM

What horrible timing. This interupted my Bible reading. Just got finished with I Corinthians 13.

Oh, and I swe... er, I'm not supposed to do that, am I.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Diamond18

We all know Eomer is guilty so let's just off him. And then drink rum. Sound like a plan?

Yeah! Except one thing... the rum is gone!

*Captain Jack Sparrow appears out of nowhere*
Sparrow: "But why is the rum gone?!"

Well, it's gone because... Glirdan drank it all! I say we send him off the plank next for drinking all the rum.

Kath · 06-20-2006, 03:38 PM

That slave driver's been driving me nuts.

I've an idea! Let's kill him off now, Rune will back me up, if he quits playing with that cheese of his.

I'll be over there *points vaguely* plotting. Yell if you want me.

Rune Son of Bjarne · 06-20-2006, 03:41 PM

werewolves that's terri. . . .What is that, do I smell cheese, yes it deffenetly smells of Edam cheese!

what was I saying, oh yeah. Thats not good at all, unless they are really fuzzy and cute, uh what if you can milk them then we could get some cheese! That would be nice, yes it would really nice.

Taliesin · 06-20-2006, 04:00 PM

What now? Werewolves? Lynching.. that almost sounds like my sort of thing.

Perhaps we should start off by killing Glirdan, with all that booze and
hiccing of his, I doubt he makes much sense

.

Lalaith · 06-20-2006, 04:08 PM

It looks like the sun is well and truly over the yard-arm and many of my fellow passengers are resorting to strong drink to get them through what has become a truly horrible journey...actually, now that you come to mention it, if anyone's got a spare G-and-T knocking about I wouldn't say no.
Even taking alcohol consumption into account, here's more eccentricity flying around than I would have expected, even for day one. And some things that are just plain odd. Our stowaway grandly talks of suicidal ennui and stupid slips, while the plank operator seems to be dropping not anchors but biblical hints.
I must away to my cabin to sleep and ponder, but will join you again anon.

Firefoot · 06-20-2006, 06:07 PM

Gurthang is cracking me up. Do wolves crack people up?

What's the drill now? Something about lynching Eomer...?

M'dear dog Ralph (a perfectly canonical name, I assure you!) here seems to think that we should lynch all the pirates... pirating is a right wolvish thing to do, now, maybe they are wolves. Hm.

JennyHallu · 06-20-2006, 06:45 PM

I can't help that I'm a Pirate. I answer a high calling. But can we focus a bit here? There are four wolves among us. That's almost a fifth of this village. And I would bet that at least one of the nonsense spouters to have posted since Cailin's unfortunate demise is lupine, yarr?

**The Saucepan Man** · 06-20-2006, 06:42 PM

Ahoy, me hearties!

Never fear, for Rear-Admiral Horatio Potboiler, naval commander etxraordinaire (retired) is here, what ho? What this ship needs is a cove with solid maritime experience to steer us home afore sunset. And you need look no further than this humble servant of the seaways. I'll have this vessel ship-shape and Bristol fashion in short order and we'll be back on dry land afore ye can shiver a timber. There'll be no more Werewolf attacks while I'm in charge.

*HONK! Dishonourable discharge! Dishonourable discharge! HONK!*

Ah now, don't ye mind Goosey Gander thar on me shoulder. He waddled into a court martial once and picked up a few lines that he's been a'repeating ever since.

*HONK! Drunk in charge of the flagship! Dishonourable discharge! HONK!

See what I mean. Utter nonsense! It's common knoweldge that I retired with full naval honours. Dishonourable discharge indeed!

*HONK! Lost at sea! Lost at sea! HONK!*

Complete gibberish. Never been lost at sea in me life. And I don't intend to start now. Just place yourselves under my command and I'll have you all back to port in time for tea. Cow pasties all round at Mrs Miggins Pie-shop and a measure of rum for all who pitch in.

*HONK! Mutiny! Mutiny! Sir Horatio cast adrift in the dinghy! Crew and vessel unaccounted for! Dishonourable discharge! HONK!*

Hehe! I really don't know where he gets this stuff from. Pure fantasy! Now, muster yer slaves, Mr Of the Rohirrim. There's mainsails to be hoisted and rigging to be climbed. Come, Mister Gurthang, Mister Mormegil and young Master Glirdan. We have work to do. Sir Anguirel, you take charge of the oriental ninja-types, the shady cove and the stowaway. Lock them in the brig, for I don't trust them one jot. And ladies, stow yerselves below decks. This be man's work.

*HONK! He's a Wolf! He's a Wolf! HO...[choke]!*

Desist, Mr Gander! You go too far. Let that be a lesson to you.

Now, get to work, me hearties. If you need me, I'll be in the Captain's Cabin studying the charts.

**The Saucepan Man** · 06-20-2006, 06:47 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Kath

That slave driver's been driving me nuts.

I've an idea! Let's kill him off now, Rune will back me up, if he quits playing with that cheese of his.

What's that? Mutinous talk? I'll not hear of it. Not aboard my ship. Now get to work, the two of you and we'll hear no more of yer mutterings.

*[choke]*

**The Saucepan Man** · 06-20-2006, 06:49 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Firefoot

M'dear dog Ralph (a perfectly canonical name, I assure you!) here seems to think that we should lynch all the pirates... pirating is a right wolvish thing to do, now, maybe they are wolves. Hm.

Pirates you say? I'll not tolerate the scurvy knaves. Mister Gurthang. Ready yer plank. We have pirates to attend to.

*HONK! Lynch Sir Horatio! HO ... [choke]*

Diamond18 · 06-20-2006, 09:06 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by The Saucepan Man

And ladies, stow yerselves below decks. This be man's work.

Ha! Ha ha! Obviously you have never heard of the Dread Pirate Roberta... which is odd, since she is known of and dreaded far and wide. Some seaman you are, arr. At any rate, DPR and DPR Jr. (that's me) could take you in a swordfight, a battle of strength, and quite easily in a battle of wits, I assure you. Avast! You'll need us in a battle against werewolves, I'll warrant.

*wanders away grumbling about daft old English gentry*

**The Saucepan Man** · 06-20-2006, 09:13 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by D18

Obviously you have never heard of the Dread Pirate Roberta...

I was addressing the ladies. And a pirate is no lady in my books, Audrification notwithstanding.

An amendment:

Diamond18
JennyHallu
Taliesin
Durelin
Nilpaurion Felagund

Now off to the plank with you and let's see how you like dancing with the sharks. Fine swordplay and sharp wits will not avail ye in Davy Jones' Locker.

Caranlondien · 06-20-2006, 09:31 PM

No bar aboard! And Glirdan's gone and drunk all the rum... What's a bartender to do? Lucky I've brought my own supply of spirits. So I'll be in the galley, serving drinks. I've an open ear, so feel free to confide any wolvish woes in me... I won't tell anyone, I swear!

Well, it was worth a try.

Oh, and I say we lynch Sir Potboiler's parrot, but not Sir Potboiler himself, as I suspect he'll be a regular customer.

06-20-2006, 03:07 PM	#1
Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	Werewolves aboard a ship? Inconceivable! (Bet you're surprised I can say more than just "aye," aye?) We all know Eomer is guilty so let's just off him. And then drink rum. Sound like a plan? __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.

06-20-2006, 03:14 PM	#2
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	O lang, land may the ladies sit Wi' thair gold kems in their hair, Waiting for thair ain deir lords For they'll se thame na mair. Haf owre, haf owre to Aberdour, It's fiftie fadom deip: And thair lies guid Captain Cailín, Wi' the logbook incomplete. Ah, whit grim dairstard did the deed? Word goes 'gainst Eomer, Yet Weslamond there sits content Nursing a scheme not fair? Well, that was rather stupid of us. I know I was overdoing the Scotch. But can you imagine my emotions when I checked the chart and found Norroway was the other side of the flipping ocean? Ahem. More when there is more of moment to discourse (and balladify) upon. __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso

06-20-2006, 03:17 PM	#3
Formendacil Dead Serious Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Perched on Thangorodrim's towers. Posts: 3,328	Sweet, I got to make a note in the logbook. Don't kill me, all of you: I now have a job. The temptation to pull a Nilp and vote myself is... tempting. I simultaneously want a quick out of this game (laziness) and to survive to the end... being a good sport, I'll try for the latter... but a Day 1 death would amuse me no end. Especially since it would likely be because of this post here. As I've stated game after game.... short of a stupid slip up (an' I ain't stoopid...) there is no way other than dumb luck to catch a wolf on Day 1. Day 1s... __________________ I prefer history, true or feigned.

06-20-2006, 03:19 PM	#4
Glirdan Energetic Essence Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Where Lark Nor Eagle Ever Flew Posts: 3,285	Hic! What's hic all this I hic hear about our Captain hic Cailin being forced to hic walk the plank? Hic hic HIICCC!! Oh dear. Hic! Now how are we hic going to hic get hic home!? I say we scrounge hic around in hic the Captain's quarters to hic see hic if there's any hic maps. Looks around groggily No volun-HIC-teers? Okay. Hic! Fine. Hic! Until someone hic get enough courahic to check, I suggest we hic look for those damned hic Wolves starting with hic that plotting slave, Kahicth! I mean come hic on! She's a hic slave hic plotting hic something! What if it's hic the dethic of us? I need to go hic lie down. I shall be hic back once I feel hic less sihic. __________________ *I'm going to buy you a kitty, I'm going to let you fall in love with the kitty, and one cold, winter night, I'm going to steal into your house and punch you in the face!* Fenris Wolf

06-20-2006, 03:26 PM	#5
Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	Leave it to Form to bring up the spirit of Ennui first. Might I suggest a signature change to something along the lines of "I'm so bored, kill me now"? I still maintain that a more satisfying and enjoyable way to spend the Day would be to gang up on the kilted slave driver. Yo ho to ho. I'm going to go scour the ship for treasure and slay a few rats for fun. I'll be back in a few hours to see if there's anything interesting going on (i.e. to see who has taken the "I'm so bored, kill me now" bait. ) __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.

06-20-2006, 03:29 PM	#6
Durelin Estelo dagnir, Melo ring Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,063	Whoa. I'm... on time? No..wait... early? Arr, werewolves?! . . . Shunshin no Jutsu! Gone.

06-20-2006, 03:38 PM	#8
Kath Everlasting Whiteness Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Perusing the laminated book of dreams Posts: 4,533	That slave driver's been driving me nuts. I've an idea! Let's kill him off now, Rune will back me up, if he quits playing with that cheese of his. I'll be over there points vaguely plotting. Yell if you want me. __________________ “If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”

06-20-2006, 04:00 PM	#10
Taliesin Pile O'Bones Join Date: Jun 2006 Posts: 19	So I heard there was trouble.. What now? Werewolves? Lynching.. that almost sounds like my sort of thing. Perhaps we should start off by killing Glirdan, with all that booze and hiccing of his, I doubt he makes much sense .

06-20-2006, 04:08 PM	#11
Lalaith Blithe Spirit Join Date: Jan 2003 Posts: 2,779	It looks like the sun is well and truly over the yard-arm and many of my fellow passengers are resorting to strong drink to get them through what has become a truly horrible journey...actually, now that you come to mention it, if anyone's got a spare G-and-T knocking about I wouldn't say no. Even taking alcohol consumption into account, here's more eccentricity flying around than I would have expected, even for day one. And some things that are just plain odd. Our stowaway grandly talks of suicidal ennui and stupid slips, while the plank operator seems to be dropping not anchors but biblical hints. I must away to my cabin to sleep and ponder, but will join you again anon. __________________ Out went the candle, and we were left darkling

06-20-2006, 06:07 PM	#12
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	Gurthang is cracking me up. Do wolves crack people up? What's the drill now? Something about lynching Eomer...? M'dear dog Ralph (a perfectly canonical name, I assure you!) here seems to think that we should lynch all the pirates... pirating is a right wolvish thing to do, now, maybe they are wolves. Hm.

06-20-2006, 06:45 PM	#13
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Yarr! Where's the wolves, me hearties? I can't help that I'm a Pirate. I answer a high calling. But can we focus a bit here? There are four wolves among us. That's almost a fifth of this village. And I would bet that at least one of the nonsense spouters to have posted since Cailin's unfortunate demise is lupine, yarr? __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!

06-20-2006, 06:42 PM	#14
The Saucepan Man Corpus Cacophonous Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: A green and pleasant land Posts: 8,390	Ahoy, me hearties! Never fear, for Rear-Admiral Horatio Potboiler, naval commander etxraordinaire (retired) is here, what ho? What this ship needs is a cove with solid maritime experience to steer us home afore sunset. And you need look no further than this humble servant of the seaways. I'll have this vessel ship-shape and Bristol fashion in short order and we'll be back on dry land afore ye can shiver a timber. There'll be no more Werewolf attacks while I'm in charge. HONK! Dishonourable discharge! Dishonourable discharge! HONK! Ah now, don't ye mind Goosey Gander thar on me shoulder. He waddled into a court martial once and picked up a few lines that he's been a'repeating ever since. HONK! Drunk in charge of the flagship! Dishonourable discharge! HONK! See what I mean. Utter nonsense! It's common knoweldge that I retired with full naval honours. Dishonourable discharge indeed! HONK! Lost at sea! Lost at sea! HONK!* Complete gibberish. Never been lost at sea in me life. And I don't intend to start now. Just place yourselves under my command and I'll have you all back to port in time for tea. Cow pasties all round at Mrs Miggins Pie-shop and a measure of rum for all who pitch in. HONK! Mutiny! Mutiny! Sir Horatio cast adrift in the dinghy! Crew and vessel unaccounted for! Dishonourable discharge! HONK! Hehe! I really don't know where he gets this stuff from. Pure fantasy! Now, muster yer slaves, Mr Of the Rohirrim. There's mainsails to be hoisted and rigging to be climbed. Come, Mister Gurthang, Mister Mormegil and young Master Glirdan. We have work to do. Sir Anguirel, you take charge of the oriental ninja-types, the shady cove and the stowaway. Lock them in the brig, for I don't trust them one jot. And ladies, stow yerselves below decks. This be man's work. HONK! He's a Wolf! He's a Wolf! HO...[choke]! Desist, Mr Gander! You go too far. Let that be a lesson to you. Now, get to work, me hearties. If you need me, I'll be in the Captain's Cabin studying the charts. __________________ Do you mind? I'm busy doing the fishstick. It's a very delicate state of mind!

06-20-2006, 09:31 PM	#19
Caranlondien Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Bag-Endless-Fuel Posts: 339	No bar aboard! And Glirdan's gone and drunk all the rum... What's a bartender to do? Lucky I've brought my own supply of spirits. So I'll be in the galley, serving drinks. I've an open ear, so feel free to confide any wolvish woes in me... I won't tell anyone, I swear! Well, it was worth a try. Oh, and I say we lynch Sir Potboiler's parrot, but not Sir Potboiler himself, as I suspect he'll be a regular customer.