The conclusion to the story of Yorick and Larry's battle!!! - Page 4

Larry_OHF · 02-28-2002, 09:30 AM

OOC>>>Oh yeah...this is a fantasy, isn't it. If it were real life, I would have you in my power!!!

Galadria · 02-28-2002, 09:41 AM

quote:
Originally posted by Larry_OHF:
OOC>>>Oh yeah...this is a fantasy, isn't it. If it were real life, I would have you in my power!!!

Hah, mere Godivas have no power over us, because we have Oreos, the world's greatest cookie, and a protection from unwanted mods. (lucky he didn't try my mom's secret Tollhouse cookies, she thinks to herself. Warm, with a glass of milk...) Stop that, Galadria!

Larry_OHF · 02-28-2002, 09:59 AM

Here kitty, kitty, kitty...

Yorick · 02-28-2002, 10:09 AM

Yorick stirs. With this new blood - female blood - he begins to plot and scheme. Like a female would.... (did I say that? [img]redface.gif[/img] )

He opens his mouth. Drawing a mirror from his pocket he looks inside. No inflammation of the throat! It seems Larry stole his chronic pharyngitis along with his voice.

Smiling to himself Yorick thinks,
"So, let's see how Larry's physiology handles that. It's not just about having a voice - but keeping it."

The blood also seemed to be giving him a passion replacement. How would that effect things? This new female pulse.

Rage.

Yes, yes, now if he could get someone to scorn him...

"Oh Larry" Yorick thinks "Hows about a kiss?"

"Larry? I, I love you..."

"LARRY!!!"

It doesn't matter to Yorick that Larry cannot hear his thoughts. Larry should know what he's thinking.

All that matters now is that Yoricks new blood begins to boil. His skin becomes a pulpy throbbing axpanding mass of moving flesh.

Yorick is growing... turning red... increasing in strength... becoming, a scorned woman-behemoth.

With hellish fury he lunged toward the solitary figure in the middle of the arena, the newly ressurected Larry. Hurtling towards Larry, Yorick abruptly stops inches from Larrys face and folds his arms, glaring into his eyes. Yorick is towering above Larry. At least seven feet tall. With arms folded and face set in a stoney glare Yorick begins to...

Tap his right foot.

Yes, the dance of the annoyed. Imaptiently tapping his foot, Yorick exerts more pressure, more strength in each tap.

The arena starts to shake with each tap. The sand in the arena starts to jump up with each tap. Larry starts to wobble unsettlingly with each tap. Harder, louder and more viciously the foottapping continues, cracking the earth underneath Larry and Yoricks feet. A gap of at least 2 metres begins to open up.

With a final tap, the unbalanced Larry falls into the crack. A crack of doom.

What will become of him? Will Yorick calm down? Will Larry loose his voice? Will the now foundationally weak arena fall down?

Stay tuned.....

Larry_OHF · 02-28-2002, 11:48 AM

As Larry was thus in the process of turning everybody into monkeys...starting with Sir ReGin, he barely heard the noise of pending doom at his rear. Turning around to see what was the matter, the world seemed not such a nice place to be in anymore. Mere words escaping his ability to speak...he simply uttered a simple whimper. The great gargantuan woman-man thingy began with that look of death that only a woman could give. Suddenly, the ground began to tremble and a fissure opened up, a gaping wound in the earth, hungry to consume the poor little Mod Mage. As he fell into it, Larry's scream could be heard for at least an hour as he continued to fall deeper and deeper into the pit of despair.

How would Larry get out of this predictament???

TAOWolf · 02-28-2002, 12:47 PM

So, Gala....Garnet ~she smiles secrectively~ "What shall we do?" *L*

Galadria · 02-28-2002, 01:54 PM

quote:
Originally posted by TAOWolf:
So, Gala....Garnet ~she smiles secrectively~ "What shall we do?" *L*

Smiling, she nods to where a cement mixer stood. Her smile turns evil.

TAOWolf · 02-28-2002, 02:36 PM

She grins evilly back

[img]graemlins/wink10.gif[/img] ....and stands behind Galadria, waiting...........hehe

Attalus · 02-28-2002, 02:43 PM

(He jumps up, yawns) "Thanks for the nap, TAO. Was it a part of the spell that I would dream of you?" (He jumps in the cab of the cement truck) "All right, mesdames, where would you like this load of exposed aggregate poured?"

Larry_OHF · 02-28-2002, 03:14 PM

Hearing the thoughts by way of his mental powers, Larry could do nothing as he was an hour's fall into the bottomless chasm that had swallowed him. He had managed to grab onto a ledge which had jerked his arm out of socket as he had reached out to grab it to stop his continuing decent. Far below...he could see a molten pool of lava, but it was still so far down that Larry barely felt any heat from it. He would never be able to climb out of the hole with his wounded arm, and thus was helplessley stuck and in trouble. He held on by his one good arm, not knowing what to do next. All he could think of was to sing.

Life it seems to fade away,
Drifting further every day.

Getting lost within myself,
Nothing matters, no one else.

Emptiness is filling me,
To the point of agony,

I have lost the will to live,
Simply nothing more to give.

Growing darkness taking dawn,
I once was me but now he's gone!!!

...

[ 02-28-2002: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

02-28-2002, 09:41 AM	#32
Galadria 20th Level Warrior Join Date: November 3, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 55 Posts: 2,830	quote: Originally posted by Larry_OHF: OOC>>>Oh yeah...this is a fantasy, isn't it. If it were real life, I would have you in my power!!! Hah, mere Godivas have no power over us, because we have Oreos, the world's greatest cookie, and a protection from unwanted mods. (lucky he didn't try my mom's secret Tollhouse cookies, she thinks to herself. Warm, with a glass of milk...) Stop that, Galadria!

02-28-2002, 10:09 AM	#34
Yorick Very Mad Bird Join Date: January 7, 2001 Location: Breukelen (over the river from New Amsterdam) Age: 53 Posts: 9,246	Yorick stirs. With this new blood - female blood - he begins to plot and scheme. Like a female would.... (did I say that? [img]redface.gif[/img] ) He opens his mouth. Drawing a mirror from his pocket he looks inside. No inflammation of the throat! It seems Larry stole his chronic pharyngitis along with his voice. Smiling to himself Yorick thinks, "So, let's see how Larry's physiology handles that. It's not just about having a voice - but keeping it." The blood also seemed to be giving him a passion replacement. How would that effect things? This new female pulse. Rage. Yes, yes, now if he could get someone to scorn him... "Oh Larry" Yorick thinks "Hows about a kiss?" "Larry? I, I love you..." "LARRY!!!" It doesn't matter to Yorick that Larry cannot hear his thoughts. Larry should know what he's thinking. All that matters now is that Yoricks new blood begins to boil. His skin becomes a pulpy throbbing axpanding mass of moving flesh. Yorick is growing... turning red... increasing in strength... becoming, a scorned woman-behemoth. With hellish fury he lunged toward the solitary figure in the middle of the arena, the newly ressurected Larry. Hurtling towards Larry, Yorick abruptly stops inches from Larrys face and folds his arms, glaring into his eyes. Yorick is towering above Larry. At least seven feet tall. With arms folded and face set in a stoney glare Yorick begins to... Tap his right foot. Yes, the dance of the annoyed. Imaptiently tapping his foot, Yorick exerts more pressure, more strength in each tap. The arena starts to shake with each tap. The sand in the arena starts to jump up with each tap. Larry starts to wobble unsettlingly with each tap. Harder, louder and more viciously the foottapping continues, cracking the earth underneath Larry and Yoricks feet. A gap of at least 2 metres begins to open up. With a final tap, the unbalanced Larry falls into the crack. A crack of doom. What will become of him? Will Yorick calm down? Will Larry loose his voice? Will the now foundationally weak arena fall down? Stay tuned..... __________________ http://www.hughwilson.com

02-28-2002, 01:54 PM	#37
Galadria 20th Level Warrior Join Date: November 3, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 55 Posts: 2,830	quote: Originally posted by TAOWolf: So, Gala....Garnet ~she smiles secrectively~ "What shall we do?" L Smiling, she nods to where a cement mixer stood. Her smile turns evil.

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02-28-2002, 09:30 AM	#31
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	OOC>>>Oh yeah...this is a fantasy, isn't it. If it were real life, I would have you in my power!!!

02-28-2002, 09:59 AM	#33
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Here kitty, kitty, kitty...

02-28-2002, 11:48 AM	#35
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	As Larry was thus in the process of turning everybody into monkeys...starting with Sir ReGin, he barely heard the noise of pending doom at his rear. Turning around to see what was the matter, the world seemed not such a nice place to be in anymore. Mere words escaping his ability to speak...he simply uttered a simple whimper. The great gargantuan woman-man thingy began with that look of death that only a woman could give. Suddenly, the ground began to tremble and a fissure opened up, a gaping wound in the earth, hungry to consume the poor little Mod Mage. As he fell into it, Larry's scream could be heard for at least an hour as he continued to fall deeper and deeper into the pit of despair. How would Larry get out of this predictament???

02-28-2002, 12:47 PM	#36
TAOWolf White Dragon Join Date: December 1, 2001 Location: Mountains of Arkansas, US Posts: 1,887	So, Gala....Garnet ~she smiles secrectively~ "What shall we do?" L

02-28-2002, 02:36 PM	#38
TAOWolf White Dragon Join Date: December 1, 2001 Location: Mountains of Arkansas, US Posts: 1,887	She grins evilly back [img]graemlins/wink10.gif[/img] ....and stands behind Galadria, waiting...........hehe

02-28-2002, 02:43 PM	#39
Attalus Symbol of Bane Join Date: November 26, 2001 Location: Texas Age: 76 Posts: 8,167	(He jumps up, yawns) "Thanks for the nap, TAO. Was it a part of the spell that I would dream of you?" (He jumps in the cab of the cement truck) "All right, mesdames, where would you like this load of exposed aggregate poured?"

02-28-2002, 03:14 PM	#40
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Hearing the thoughts by way of his mental powers, Larry could do nothing as he was an hour's fall into the bottomless chasm that had swallowed him. He had managed to grab onto a ledge which had jerked his arm out of socket as he had reached out to grab it to stop his continuing decent. Far below...he could see a molten pool of lava, but it was still so far down that Larry barely felt any heat from it. He would never be able to climb out of the hole with his wounded arm, and thus was helplessley stuck and in trouble. He held on by his one good arm, not knowing what to do next. All he could think of was to sing. Life it seems to fade away, Drifting further every day. Getting lost within myself, Nothing matters, no one else. Emptiness is filling me, To the point of agony, I have lost the will to live, Simply nothing more to give. Growing darkness taking dawn, I once was me but now he's gone!!! ... [ 02-28-2002: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

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