Ok, BK's original thread "StormCloud" went a bit buggy late last night and large numbers of posts vanished into a dungeon somewhere. I had saved a few of them and have done a quick cut/paste for your amusement and edification.
Author is in Caps at top of the post.
Several are missing at the end of this chunk, and I noted that others are randomly missing later on, but alas, I had not gotten round to preserving them, so unless our techn-wizzes find that scroll BK asked for, we shall simply never see them again.
I'll break this up into a few posts, it's long. Oh and have a soft, lint free rag nearby, your monitor may experience, uh, some steamage.
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CLOUDBRINGER-
LoA: Oh MY GOODNESS! Why do visions of ishnet speedos flash through my mind? LOLOLOL! Well, I'm having fun. Gotta flex the verbal/mental skills every now and then. Keeps 'em vital.
LadyWendy: Kudos! I used to think I was the only one who could cheerfully go from point A to point C by way of XY & Z and know exactly
how I got there. I'm enjoying all your posts quite a bit. Hail fellow off-topic rpg-er! I think it's a gift, myself. Can you imagine if a few of us got to script the next BG?
Lookout heroes, the ultra-demi-giant leeches are in the dungeon! (on a serious note, I truly hope I don't offend anyone with all my off-topic stuff- I CAN go back to normal posts, really)
BK: Whew! "Black StormCloud in the Night"? (blushing profusely and looking around for censors) You wildthing, you!
The Storm-Queen has arrived.
CLOUDBRINGER-
BK: Awwww, how lovely. Thou art truly worthy of thy knighthood, my
gallant one.
Don't laugh, but purple is one of my fav colors! And I know I haven't
mentioned that here!
And the sig too, I'm impressed. When you do something you do it up
right!
Oh, and BK? Re- the card, SMOOOOOOOOCH! Now, there's this pesky shadow
dragon I can't get rid of in my temple ruins...(chuckle)
(Editor's note: if it's still there, check out
www.e-cards.com/ At the pickup window use the code 21838-silve )
LADYZEKKE-
Charlie you are funny as shite! hehe "brace yourself girl". Is that where the red handprint on your face came from?
Lord of Alcohol - how many drinks have you had today? I don't want you
to strip before "those two", although that brings quite an interesting picture in my mind! What I meant was that you are to strip at the bachelorette party (all girls). Make
sure to bring those purple fishnets, strawberry wine and whipped cream
as well. Can you do the Makaraina?
BK - thank you for the condolences re our family's demise. Twas a
terrible thing. I am honored to have you as a potential brother-in-law.
Your family is always welcome to stay at our very large, empty estate. Don't worry about battling Evil, leave him up to me (sound of whip cracking).
Cloudbringer - thanks! I am glad as well to have another female
onboard with a good sense of humor! Your spam participation keeps me
going! If I was the only one, I would probably go back to idle chit-chat out of pure embarrassment! No doubt we could script one very unique version of BG! I as well hope we don't
offend anyone here. Sometimes I hit the reply button and think "did I really just type that"?!
ladyzekke
BLACK KNIGHT-
Queen StormCloud: Let me at that troublesome beast. I'll bite his kneecaps off and bring home his head as part of my dowery. Although I know of a lovely stone that will make your
troubles disappear . . . that is if your gentleways give me hold on vanquishing the evil dragon's dasterdly ways. Anything you want, my dear, is yours.
Lord of Alcohol: Please remember when you are dancing, I am the Death Knight, I know all, and if you trouble the honor of any Lady at the Bacholette Party . . . well, lets just say
that you have had your last drink.
LadyWendy: Thank You for the Priveledge of graceing your estate tonight. Don't worry: your estate won't be empty for long . . . oh, and by the way, can my lady StormCloud borrow
that whip for tonight? It's for . . . um . . . to show her my new wrist techniques for cracking down on evil.
StormCloud: Patiently awaiting your arrival tonight. A minute passing is like torture for a soul away from its mate. I can almost feel your light touch on my arm as we walk LadyWendy's estates. As we stroll down to the Ocean front, carrying a small sachel carrying a midnight repost full of champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, grapes, and a multitude of cheeses. After we slowly feed each other and the tension builds we watch the moonrise, feeling the ways of energy and excitement come over us as the moon pulls the tides, so it is with our passions as we embrace with the moon as our only chaperone . . .