A/N Hi, I am back. As usual. You know that I can't stay away for long.
Disclaimer: No own. Check back tomorrow.
Survivor of the Strongest Tortallan
Me: We're back and ready to announce the very unlucky Tortallan....or Carthaki or dead person.....that gets kicked out. The votes have been counted, shuffled, passed out, counted again, dribbled on, ripped, shredded, aaaand counted multiple times. *pauses* Soooo that's why there was a coffee stain on one of them. Oh well. Are you ready?
Alanna: *takes deep breath* Yes.
George: *takes deep breath and holds it* *nods*
Jon: *gets down on knees* *prays* I'm ready.
Neal: *prays to the God of Sarcasm* Please, God of Sarcasm, let me stay here so that I can impress Kel. Please.
Cleon: *feels for eye brows* *sniff* Ready.
Ozorne: *does cartwheel* Waahooo!
Thayet: *applies eye shadow* Ready.
George: *face turns purple*
Roger: *evil cackles* Yes.
Delia: *blows kiss to Ozorne* *purrs* I'm always ready. *smiles*
Cloud: *neigh neigh*
Faithful: *to Cloud* Ooh, shut up!
Cloud: *nickers (or whatever horse say when they're mad)*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses loudly*
Cloud: *nickers loudly*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses louder*
Cloud: *nickers louder*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Wyldon: Oh shut up!
Cloud: *nickers quietly*
Faithful: *hisses softly*
Wyldon: *bites fingernails* I'm ready.
Owen: I'm jolly ready.
Daine: Yes.
Numair: Yes I am ready.
Kel: Yes.
Me: I guess we are ready. That's good.
Neal: Just get on with it.
Everyone else: Yeah!
Me: This was a very close poll. There was a tie with 5 votes each. It's between Delia of Eldorne and Cloud the pony.
Cloud: *scowls*
Delia: How could people want me out? Is it because my boobs are too big?
George: You're boobs are fine. (A/N Anyone recognise that?)
Alanna: GEORGE!
George: What?
Alanna: Nothing. *mubles* Pervert.
Delia: So what happens now?
Me: *grins evilly* You duel. *evil cackles* *coughs* *chokes*
Jon: Is she all right?
Alanna: I don't know.
Wyldon: I'll save you! *does heimlich manuevre*
Me: Thank you, Wyldon. I'm sorry, but now I must slap you.
Wyldon: Why?
Me: Because I don't like you. *slaps Wyldon hard*
Wyldon: Owie.
Me: Now for the duel.
Cloud: *assorted horse noises*
Me: How? Well, you will throw snowballs at each other and whoever gets socked the most leaves. Begin.
*Delia procedes to throw snowballs at Cloud. Even with her bad aim she actually hits Cloud a few times. Cloud, on the other hand, can't even pick the snowballs up and when she picks them up in her mouth, the quickly melt*
Me: Stop! *pauses for 20 minute* The first Tortallan to leave is...........CLOUD!
Delia: *laughs* HA! Take that, stupid horse!
*various animals run out and attack Delia. they were willed to by Daine*
Delia: *screams* HELP!!!!
Me: Bye Cloud.
All: Bye Cloud.
Cloud: *hops on boat and boat leaves* *doesn't wave back at all*
Hope you like!!!! REVIEW!!!!!
L*A*D*Y*A*L*A*N*N*A*S*A*L*M*A*L*I*N*O*F*C*O*N*T*E
Disclaimer: No own. Check back tomorrow.
Survivor of the Strongest Tortallan
Me: We're back and ready to announce the very unlucky Tortallan....or Carthaki or dead person.....that gets kicked out. The votes have been counted, shuffled, passed out, counted again, dribbled on, ripped, shredded, aaaand counted multiple times. *pauses* Soooo that's why there was a coffee stain on one of them. Oh well. Are you ready?
Alanna: *takes deep breath* Yes.
George: *takes deep breath and holds it* *nods*
Jon: *gets down on knees* *prays* I'm ready.
Neal: *prays to the God of Sarcasm* Please, God of Sarcasm, let me stay here so that I can impress Kel. Please.
Cleon: *feels for eye brows* *sniff* Ready.
Ozorne: *does cartwheel* Waahooo!
Thayet: *applies eye shadow* Ready.
George: *face turns purple*
Roger: *evil cackles* Yes.
Delia: *blows kiss to Ozorne* *purrs* I'm always ready. *smiles*
Cloud: *neigh neigh*
Faithful: *to Cloud* Ooh, shut up!
Cloud: *nickers (or whatever horse say when they're mad)*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses loudly*
Cloud: *nickers loudly*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses louder*
Cloud: *nickers louder*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Cloud: *nickers*
Faithful: *hisses*
Wyldon: Oh shut up!
Cloud: *nickers quietly*
Faithful: *hisses softly*
Wyldon: *bites fingernails* I'm ready.
Owen: I'm jolly ready.
Daine: Yes.
Numair: Yes I am ready.
Kel: Yes.
Me: I guess we are ready. That's good.
Neal: Just get on with it.
Everyone else: Yeah!
Me: This was a very close poll. There was a tie with 5 votes each. It's between Delia of Eldorne and Cloud the pony.
Cloud: *scowls*
Delia: How could people want me out? Is it because my boobs are too big?
George: You're boobs are fine. (A/N Anyone recognise that?)
Alanna: GEORGE!
George: What?
Alanna: Nothing. *mubles* Pervert.
Delia: So what happens now?
Me: *grins evilly* You duel. *evil cackles* *coughs* *chokes*
Jon: Is she all right?
Alanna: I don't know.
Wyldon: I'll save you! *does heimlich manuevre*
Me: Thank you, Wyldon. I'm sorry, but now I must slap you.
Wyldon: Why?
Me: Because I don't like you. *slaps Wyldon hard*
Wyldon: Owie.
Me: Now for the duel.
Cloud: *assorted horse noises*
Me: How? Well, you will throw snowballs at each other and whoever gets socked the most leaves. Begin.
*Delia procedes to throw snowballs at Cloud. Even with her bad aim she actually hits Cloud a few times. Cloud, on the other hand, can't even pick the snowballs up and when she picks them up in her mouth, the quickly melt*
Me: Stop! *pauses for 20 minute* The first Tortallan to leave is...........CLOUD!
Delia: *laughs* HA! Take that, stupid horse!
*various animals run out and attack Delia. they were willed to by Daine*
Delia: *screams* HELP!!!!
Me: Bye Cloud.
All: Bye Cloud.
Cloud: *hops on boat and boat leaves* *doesn't wave back at all*
Hope you like!!!! REVIEW!!!!!
L*A*D*Y*A*L*A*N*N*A*S*A*L*M*A*L*I*N*O*F*C*O*N*T*E