Recent content by Gabardine

Very well written, it's very easy to envision the story as you read and it's a fine scene to envision indeed. Looking forward to part 2.

(With thanks to Shin Su-eun on the TMF, who helped me bestir myself to write something. (No slight feat considering how much of a procrastinator I am.)) The Faithless One's Keep By Gabardine O'er all the world it wanders In silent places oft it tarries Usurped abode of wizard slain His...

(With thanks to Shin Su-eun, who helped me bestir myself to write something. (No slight feat considering how much of a procrastinator I am.)) The Faithless One's Keep By Gabardine O'er all the world it wanders In silent places oft it tarries Usurped abode of wizard slain His traitor ward now...

There'll probably be a Darwin award winner or two come from this.

Fair enough... ahhh, I feel nostalgic now. I may have to go pick a fight with a cash machine for old time's sake. (Again I was drunk and in retrospect the machine had the moral high ground after all. No harm, no foul.) Actually I must go to sleep and then get up to work a job I despise. It's...

Looking back I do wonder how I got through with all my limbs intact sometimes. Also I'm surprised none of my internal organs decided to abandon me and try their luck with other bodies. My stomach sadly has less of a stomach for such things nowadays. How about yourself? Any tales from your...

Indeed, should have mentioned this is another foolery tale from my student days. Right up there with the sambuca, far too much junk food and then the spinning wire-cage thing in Plymouth's central park. Somehow I managed not to throw up... somehow.

True enough, but at the time I was young and drunk and there was an open window nearby. The action seemed to dictate itself.

Nope, just a ground level window. As the saying goes, if it's a stupid idea but you manage to avoid tripping over and breaking both your legs on the jagged stone paving below, it's not a stupid idea.

Sage advice, I really should have known better. I'm reminded of a time when I drank too much rum and spent half the night climbing in and out of a window... (It was a lot more interesting a happenstance than I'm doubtless making it sound.) Fun times were they. Though if I tried to do that on a...

Ah, gone are the days when they'd swarm to the hold of a captured prize like a parcel of furies and open all the bottles of alcohol with their blades because they were, for some reason, disdainful of corkscrews. Well, Bartholomew Roberts' lot were at least. And now I find myself in the mood for...

Hello ye marlin spikes and withy-snipes. As the title says, in this thread I have it in mind to ask one strange and senseless question per day to amuse. Answer as and if you please. Question the first: Should the prospect of spiders gaining control of a time machine be a cause for alarm?

That tends to be the typical response whenever the conversation shifts towards pirates. In practice their sense of showmanship often seems to be lacking. Though I guess they'd argue that it's not their responsibility to bring dramatics to every conversation. Do pirates owe it to the general...

Lettuce, I suppose, is not the best of conversation starters. :D How about yourself? Any ghost stories, or stories involving pirates, or stories of any kind really?

:) As you wish, Back in my student days, or more specifically at the end of my student days, me and my friends had a final farewell booze up at a friend's house. We laughed, we drank, we ate far too many sugary confections and then stumbled home queasy and cold in the midnight air of Plymouth...