Greven's Day Off
Authors note: Okay, I appologise for the last chapter...but you gotta admit it was funny. And Elric and Moonglum were in charicter for a whole two lines! Count em'! 2! That gotta be a world record for me!
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**Greven has calmed down since his little outburst and is at a loss for what to do. So he catches a lift up to Crovax's private museum. Anyone who's read the novelisation of Nemisis will recognise it. Its the one with the stuffed Elf with the squishy eyeballs. 0_o **
Greven: *talking to the stuffed Elf* Now what am I supposed to do.
Stuffed Elf: *deaded!*
Greven: *stomps his foot and has a mini-strop. 5 year old style!* Waa! You're no help! *kicks stuffed elf*
Stuffed Elf: *still deaded. Falls over!*
**Meanwhile, back aboard the Weatherlight with Gerrard and crew; Gerrard has called a meeting of uttermost importance! Everyone is there: Karn the gollem, Tahngarth the minotaur, Squee the goblin cabinboy, Miri the token cat warrior, Starke and Hanna, Sisay and Orim; the female members of the crew. Did I mention that Gerrard was there too? No? Well he is! And he's currently droneing on to the crew about...stuff...while they all ignore him.**
Hanna: Starke?
Starke: Yeah Hanna?
Hanna: Didn't you die?
Sisay: She's right you know. Volrath wasted you. Lots!
Hanna: You were extreamly deaded! Actualy, so was Miri...
Starke: o_o I...got better.
Orim: Where is Miri anyways?
Starke: Uhhh...she's kinda useing her litter box right now...
Orim: Eeew! Starke's been watching Miri pee!
Starke: Ack! I most certanly have not!
**Back at the Stronghold; after pokeing the stuffed elfs squishy eyes for a while, Greven realises that the plot is going nowhere. So he desided to do something. Domething that, for his, is WILD AND UNATURAL!!! He sneaks out into the gardens, where Ertai is attempting to chat up some big chested elf babe, and hides behind a bush.**
Greven: *whispering to himself* Pretty damn convenient, him aranging to meet her by the lawn sprinklers like this...*struggles with his armor* ..curse this metal cod-peice! Why the hell do I wear it anyways? It only stops people from decapitating my family jewels during battle...oh, heh, silly me. I forgot about that...*carries on stripping.*
**While Greven's wrestling with his armor, Ertai is wrestling with...other things. He's tried every smooth line he knows. Compliments, jokes, soppy love poems, chocolate, money; you name it, he's tried it. And still the elf babe isn't interested. Finaly, the young wizard can take no more.**
Ertai: *whineing* C'mon? Please? I wanna have sex! I wanna get laid!
Elf Babe: Like, totaly no way!
Ertai: Pleeeaase! I promise I'll phone afterwoods!
Elf Babe: Nope.
Ertai: But I'm house trained! I put the toilet seat down! I swear!
Elf Babe: ...well...
**Then, to Ertai and the Elf chicks horror...Greven runs through the lawn sprinklers in frount of them. Wearing only a smile and a pair of socks.**
Greven: Weeeeee! I'm naked!
Ertai: Argh! I'm Blind!
Authors note: Okay, I appologise for the last chapter...but you gotta admit it was funny. And Elric and Moonglum were in charicter for a whole two lines! Count em'! 2! That gotta be a world record for me!
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**Greven has calmed down since his little outburst and is at a loss for what to do. So he catches a lift up to Crovax's private museum. Anyone who's read the novelisation of Nemisis will recognise it. Its the one with the stuffed Elf with the squishy eyeballs. 0_o **
Greven: *talking to the stuffed Elf* Now what am I supposed to do.
Stuffed Elf: *deaded!*
Greven: *stomps his foot and has a mini-strop. 5 year old style!* Waa! You're no help! *kicks stuffed elf*
Stuffed Elf: *still deaded. Falls over!*
**Meanwhile, back aboard the Weatherlight with Gerrard and crew; Gerrard has called a meeting of uttermost importance! Everyone is there: Karn the gollem, Tahngarth the minotaur, Squee the goblin cabinboy, Miri the token cat warrior, Starke and Hanna, Sisay and Orim; the female members of the crew. Did I mention that Gerrard was there too? No? Well he is! And he's currently droneing on to the crew about...stuff...while they all ignore him.**
Hanna: Starke?
Starke: Yeah Hanna?
Hanna: Didn't you die?
Sisay: She's right you know. Volrath wasted you. Lots!
Hanna: You were extreamly deaded! Actualy, so was Miri...
Starke: o_o I...got better.
Orim: Where is Miri anyways?
Starke: Uhhh...she's kinda useing her litter box right now...
Orim: Eeew! Starke's been watching Miri pee!
Starke: Ack! I most certanly have not!
**Back at the Stronghold; after pokeing the stuffed elfs squishy eyes for a while, Greven realises that the plot is going nowhere. So he desided to do something. Domething that, for his, is WILD AND UNATURAL!!! He sneaks out into the gardens, where Ertai is attempting to chat up some big chested elf babe, and hides behind a bush.**
Greven: *whispering to himself* Pretty damn convenient, him aranging to meet her by the lawn sprinklers like this...*struggles with his armor* ..curse this metal cod-peice! Why the hell do I wear it anyways? It only stops people from decapitating my family jewels during battle...oh, heh, silly me. I forgot about that...*carries on stripping.*
**While Greven's wrestling with his armor, Ertai is wrestling with...other things. He's tried every smooth line he knows. Compliments, jokes, soppy love poems, chocolate, money; you name it, he's tried it. And still the elf babe isn't interested. Finaly, the young wizard can take no more.**
Ertai: *whineing* C'mon? Please? I wanna have sex! I wanna get laid!
Elf Babe: Like, totaly no way!
Ertai: Pleeeaase! I promise I'll phone afterwoods!
Elf Babe: Nope.
Ertai: But I'm house trained! I put the toilet seat down! I swear!
Elf Babe: ...well...
**Then, to Ertai and the Elf chicks horror...Greven runs through the lawn sprinklers in frount of them. Wearing only a smile and a pair of socks.**
Greven: Weeeeee! I'm naked!
Ertai: Argh! I'm Blind!