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  • #5991

    In reply to: Story Bored

    TracyTracy
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      Board 5, Story 2

      Liz was not amused to find Leörmn had been drinking on the job again. The Indogo had turned an alarming shade of pink, and Leörmn was responsible.

      Al tried to look enthusiastic about the donuts in the Droles de Dames cafe in Le Touquet~Pu, but Becky wasn’t fooled.

      “Were not alone,” whispered Eleri. “Pass me that bowler hat, Margoritt, there’s not a moment to lose. A particular kind of magic is called for but don’t ask me to explain, just pass me the hat!”

      #5990

      In reply to: Snooteries

      TracyTracy
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        Boot Sale Bob was a man at the market,

        Whose trailer collapsed when he parked it,

        He lit a cigar

        And looked at his car

        And said fuck it I’m done with this market

        #5989

        In reply to: Story Bored

        Jib
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          BOARD 5

          Board 5, Story 1

          Sadie: Linda Paul we have a loo-tle problem, I found Sanso in the time sewers with a pink flamingo. I fear Lazuli Galore’s on the loose.

          Becky: Tonight our special guest in his shiny armor, the great philoosopher Lemone, will tell us more about the red doonut and its effect on the brain chemystery.

          Detective Walter Melon: Don’t look back. I think there’s a bear following us. That certainly explains why the easter bunnies won’t talk to us about what happened at Liz’s manor.

          #5988

          Shawn Paul looked suspiciously at the pictures of the dolls in the Michigan forest on Maeve’s phone. He had heard about the Cottingley Fairies pictures, supposedly taken a long time ago by two little girls. The two little girls came out long after confessing they had staged the whole thing. Some said they had been coerced into it to keep the world from knowing the truth. It could well be the same thing with the whole dollmania, and Shawn Paul thought one was never dubious enough.

          He noded politely to Maeve and decided to hide his doubts for now. They were resting on sunbeds near the hotel swimming pool.

          “Do you want another cocktail?” asked a waitress dressed up in the local costume. Not much really, and so close-fitting. She was presenting them with a tray of colourful drinks and a candid smile. Her bosom was on the brink of spilling over the band of cloth she had around her chest. It was decorated with a pair of parrots stretched in such a way their lubricious eyes threatening to pop out at any moment.

          Shawn Paul, who had the talent to see the odd and misplaced, forced himself to look at the tray and spotted the strangest one. He pushed his glasses back up on his nose and asked without looking at the waitress.

          “What’s that strange bluish blob under the layers of alcohol and fruits?”

          Maeve raised one eyebrow and looked at her companion with disapproval, but the waitress answered as if she heard that all the time.

          “That’s a spoonful of honey from the blue bees. We feed them a special treat and they make us honey with remarkable properties that we have learned to use for the treatments we offer.”

          “Oh,” said Shawn Paul who did not dare ask more about the treatments.

          They had arrived to Tikfidjikoo just before the confinement had been declared all over the world, and they had a moment of hesitation to take the last plane with the other tourists and go back safely to Canada. But after the inconclusive adventure in Australia, Maeve had convinced him they had to stay to find out more about the dolls.

          They had met those three old ladies and one of them had one of the dolls. Sharon, Mavis and Gloria, they were called and they were going to a smaller island of the archipelago, one that was not even on the maps apparently. That should have given them suspicions, but it seemed so important to Maeve that Shawn Paul hadn’t had the heart to leave her alone.

          “I have a plan,” had said Maeve, “We’re going to follow them, befriend them and learn more about how they came to have the doll and try and get the key that’s inside of it.”

          “You’re here for the beauty treatment?” had asked the girl at the counter. “You’re lucky, with the confinement a lot of our reservations have been canceled. We have plenty of vacancy and some fantastic deals.”

          Maeve had enrolled them for a free week treatment before Shawn Paul could say anything. They hadn’t seen the ladies much since they had arrived on the island, and now there were no way in or out of the island. They had been assured they had plenty of food and alcohol and a lot of activities that could be fitted to everyone’s taste.

          #5987

          In reply to: Story Bored

          Jib
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            Board 4, Story 3

            Linda Paul: Why are you so shy Belen? Come to the party with Saint Germain.

            Aunt Pearlita de la Cabeza: Peanelope, stop cleaning and come to the party with Pee Stoll and me. Leave Gnarfle and its friends to the kids.

            Kale: Lordy! That blue Ender took Mother Shirley’s brain after the autopsy and let the blue bees escape!

            #5986

            In reply to: Snooteries

            The SnootThe Snoot
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              Friend forgive the Snoot’s first try at limericks

              There was a Whale from the Sargasso Sea
              A big blue whale no one could see
              She stroke a deal
              To break her ordeal
              Now she’s the star of a Japanese meal.

              The blue Man gives another spin to thy quest

              Art is your journal of your world, of your societies, of your lives. It is your record of history. It has been your record of history long before you engaged alphabets. (Chuckles) Long before you engaged written words, art has always been your journal of history, and it continues to be now.
              The Blue Man E.

              For our enjoyment you may offer us a limerick about a friend at your market.

              #5985
              TracyTracy
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                Lucinda had all but forgotten about the mysterious dolls, what with the global events dominating everyone’s thoughts. It was hard to focus on anything else, and even Helper Effy wasn’t pushing her too much to keep up with her writing.

                When her friend Dillie sent her the first photograph of a doll hanging on a tree in the Michigan forest, she’d found it amusing, of course, but had thought no more about it. It was always fun to find unexpected things in random places, but the significance of it being a doll had escaped her notice.

                When Dillie sent a photo of another doll hanging on a tree by a woodland trail a few days later, the penny dropped. Dolls! What were they doing in Michigan? Were there more dolls in those woods?

                Dillie had been tempted to take the dolls home with her, but hesitated. There was something strange about them and she intuitively felt she should leave them where they were.

                Lucinda wondered what to do. Should she go to Michigan? Ask her friend to go back and fetch the dolls and send them to her?  Wait and see if Dillie found any more?

                The dolls looked strangely pristine, as if they’d only recently been hung there. Who had done that, and why?

                #5984
                TracyTracy
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                  #5983
                  TracyTracy
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                    #5980

                    In reply to: Snooteries

                    The SnootThe Snoot
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                      Fat Blue Whale sends her greetings
                      Of bubbles tickling the dream
                      For Snoot to dive in the stream
                      Flowing to City Plaza
                      Where hairy feet jumped on tiles.

                      All of them had long feathers,
                      And to solve your good riddle
                      You must spiral on the One,
                      To accept the world’s wonders,
                      Where can hatch your three graces.

                      Therein lies all your answers.

                      #5979

                      In reply to: Snooteries

                      ÉricÉric
                      Keymaster

                        Your Hairiness,

                        Eternal Gloria to you. Could you enlighten our poor human mind, and tell us where is everybody, and if they have fun?

                        #5978

                        In reply to: Story Bored

                        TracyTracy
                        Participant

                          Board 4, Story 2

                          “I told those teleporters not to trust the TPS, now look where they’ve landed Belen!” Pseu was not happy with the Inner landscape design team, either.

                          Adeline: : “Ees zat racquet of yours plastic? Can I ‘ave eet for my collage?”

                          Gayesh, please! This is our bedroom, not the clone surgery.” Becky was appalled.

                          #5977

                          In reply to: Story Bored

                          ÉricÉric
                          Keymaster

                            BOARD 4

                            Board 4, Story 1

                            The Whale is looking for Godfrey.
                            Liz: “Roberto, Finnley! What have you done with Godfrey?”
                            Becky: “Aaaah! Don’t tell me it’s Godfrey!”

                            #5976

                            In reply to: Story Bored

                            TracyTracy
                            Participant

                              Board 1, Story 2

                              Sanso, emerging from the cave, wonders if he’s in the right place; but Zhaana seems happy so he decides to wait and play it by ear.

                              Clove and Pan’s father await the return of their son from a waterlark outing. They may have to send the waterdog to find him.

                              It was a lonely job being a time travelling absinthe salesman in the Elsespace Arrangement

                              #5975

                              In reply to: Story Bored

                              TracyTracy
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                                Board 2, Story 2

                                Lucinda,  worried about what Maeve would think when she found that the magic parrot had turned Fabio into a unicorn, prayed to the blue diamond. The doll behind her kept interrupting.

                                Becky was having a strong word with the dragon about turning up in green wearing a waistcoat when she’d specifically ordered a sand dragon, and failed to notice the fox.

                                Roberto decided it was time to talk to Godfrey about his piglets, after finding one of them hobnobbing with a suspicious looking character from another story.

                                #5974

                                In reply to: Story Bored

                                TracyTracy
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                                  Board 3, Story 3:

                                  Star, Tara and Rosamund discover the mysterious cult is nothing more than a tropical yoga retreat and slimming spa for cross dressers.

                                  Aunt Idle finds more than she bargained for in the basement of the old Bundy place.

                                  Fanella is delighted to find their hot air balloon landed in a field in time for a fancy dress picnic party

                                  #5972

                                  In reply to: Story Bored

                                  ÉricÉric
                                  Keymaster

                                    Board 3, Story 2:
                                    Sophie: “Jesus! What happened to our legs! They’re so skinny I can hardly see them!”
                                    Barbara: “Smart, trying to outdo my beehive with a palm tree Sophie. But you’ll know who’s the boss here.”
                                    Glor: “I got sand stuck everywhere, somebody help!

                                    India Louise: “Cuthbert, when you’re done with your funny hairy pajamas, you should get tested, that green blob of snot you made on the waxed floor does look terribly suspicious.”
                                    The squirrel: “That scene’s too cute, I’m at a loss for quip.”

                                    #5971

                                    In reply to: Story Bored

                                    Jib
                                    Participant

                                      BOARD 3

                                      BOARD 3 Story 1:
                                      Sha, Glo, Mav after a week of beauty treatment while Sophie is having a hard time.
                                      Escape game turned wrong down in the Wrick’s manor crypt.
                                      Rukshan marrying Margoritt and Mr Minn with a few guests in the enchanted forest.

                                      #5970

                                      In reply to: Story Bored

                                      ÉricÉric
                                      Keymaster

                                        BOARD 2

                                        [BOARD2] Story 1:
                                        Rene & Huhu have found the secret cave and are sweet-talking the Guardian to obtain the blue diamond of Flove.
                                        Eleri and Fox’s hunt for chicken is taking an unexpected turn.
                                        Leormn’s latest prank didn’t leave Arona very happy about his magical help to find truffles.

                                        #5969

                                        In reply to: Story Bored

                                        ÉricÉric
                                        Keymaster

                                          BOARD 1

                                          [BOARD 1] Story 1
                                          Fox & Glynis are visiting the City during the beaver fever.
                                          Meanwhile, Godfrey and Finnley talk about Liz’s new adopted dog.
                                          At last, Bert isn’t sure his new sandwichman job in the Dreamtime is good for him.

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