WAIT FOR ME!
follows Sunspace at lightening speed and bowls him over
Oopsy, I got a little excited…let me help you up
Helps Sunspace up
Now…
WAIT FOR ME!
follows Sunspace at lightening speed and bowls him over
Oopsy, I got a little excited…let me help you up
Helps Sunspace up
Now…
Can this wise woman tell us how to get through the Plains of Hate and over the Morrowing Mountains unscathed as well? 'Cause that’d be mighty handy, that would.
I think she can hook you up with someone in another village on the other side of the Forest, but only if you’re especially nice to her. I’m afraid you’re going to get passed along like a chain letter, but it should get you there eventually.
You’re on your own with the Wizard od Squids, though. No one’s ever found his good side.
Thats where I the Princess come in…charm, beauty, and jewels that will knock his socks off…
I just hope he doesnt dribble
Oh, I’ll find his good side… Or else he’ll find my axe-side! Ya-ha! Let us find this wise woman.
Hell, I can get’cha there…by trebuchet! Very, very large trebuchet…
Oh, wait…“unscathed”…I missed that word first time around. Never mind.
Eep :eek:
Hal, I think the phrase “get launched” applies here. See my previous post in this thread on that subject.
Ha!
sigh
I’ll just… sit over here, then… on this rock. Yup. Over here.
Don’t mind if I do.
See you all later…
Anyone wanna point out to Kythereia that the rock she just sat down on is actually loaded in the trebuchet?
Unless she already knows…
Aw, c’mon, Kythereia - don’t you want to go a-roaming into the great unknown?
As opposed to going a-soaring into the wild blue yonder…
~yawns, stretches, looks around~ 'ey, where’d everyone go?
~wanders through gaping hole, etc.~
Hey! Trebuchet! Don’t mind if I do… ~jumps into Kythereia’s lap~
Whoa… hey! Good-looking person in my lap!

Um… wait…
Trebuchet? :eek:
SPROING
goes flying Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
:: low whistle ::
Daaaaamn…do I make a powerful trebuchet or what?
Well folks, at least now you’ve got something to do. Time to embark on The Quest To Rescue Kythereia And the4thmooncat From Wherever The Hell They Landed.
:: blink…blink ::
Ok, ok, fine…the title needs work! Just get moving, would-be rescuers!
Scientific progress goes SPROING? :dubious:
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
::thud::
Sproingy!
~looks around, sees sign~
Who the heck names a place “Wherever the Hell They Landed”?
~looks down~ Oops, sorry 'bout that, reflex. ~unhooks claws from Kythereia~ Be right back.
~wanders off muttering something about bandage trees~
:: walks up to airport ticket counter ::
Yes, I’d like one round trip ticket to Wherever the Hell They Landed, please.
Nonsmoking.
It’s HOW much!?!? :eek: :eek:
Sorry guys, you’re on your own.
[Random “Clone High” reference] “Buddy Hollyyyyyyyyyy! Is there any room on your plane?” [rCHr]
Okay, bad idea. But, if I could persuade the gods to grant me the gift of flight…
I agree, that is a very odd place name… 
carefully gets up, ouch, oooh, ow
Hey, mooncat, did you hear that rustling noise?
…mooncat? :eek: