opnet [OpNet] Quiet?

[Sir Gaedel Glas]

'Tis quiet as a crypt in this place. Did the lot of ya die while I was off having a time of it? Or did ya just get tired o' the type?

Ah. Not that it matters but I did miss ya. From Endeavor fretting til the hair was like to come off her wee little head to Fritz and his knowin' ways. Morg I didn't miss much but then I can find that level o' conversation in nearly any pub near time ta ring it closed.

Sweet dreams children. Rest easy knowin' old Gaed is back ta take care o' all yer worries.

[Knight Hood]

Well, I guess as one of the new folks that wasn't around when you where here last I'll introduce myself and say hi.

The Name is Xander. Good to meet you/have you back. What got ya so busy you couldn't pop in to say hello?

[Sir Gaedel Glas]

God to you, lad.

Twas affairs o' the crown. Meaning some tan bastard will come knocking at me door should I breath a word sideways o' it. Not that they believe the lot o' what happened true and know even less but such is the way o' it.

In the beginnin' twas simple enow. "Gaed," says Harry, "would ye do us a kindness?" And me, being a good sort I thought why not. After all Harry is a good sort as well e'en if he did go and make a knight o' me without so much as a kiss in the morning. Not the snarky sort like the damn prime minister. If I had but known where 'twould go after and again I think I'd a told him to get stuffed.

Well maybe not. Along being a knight of the realm and all, there's responsibility. Me old da oft told me responsibility was the very thing what sets us apart from the beasts and I had me duties to Erin and the wee ones. Wouldn't do to turn yer back on either the land that give birth to ye, or the children what come after ye.

Tis good to speak wit' you boyo. Who are ye and what do ye do? I'm an easy sort of fellow to get on with. Even that tarty London Fog has come round to me charms though Fritz oft seemed puzzled by me in the old days but those damn german are always so worried about their schedules and what not.

[Dreamer]

Well, here it is. We have a few people who only point the flaws in other characters and that ignore their own. We have people who over analysis things and that will not take anything less that total truth, without taking into account that the world is often far more complex than what can be relied over this format.

Those two types of people drive the other posters away. As it post anything on this form is just inviting attack from two diffrent types of people that are coming from nearly polar angles.

[Apep]

Or perhaps it just gets dreadfully boring from time to time. At least that is why I do not spend the time here that I used too.

[Sir Gaedel Glas]

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Originally posted by Dreamer:
As it is posting anything on this forum is just inviting attack from two diffrent types of people that are coming from nearly polar angles.

Come as one or come as ya please is what I say. All are welcome with God's blessing and if they want to act the maggot they can get stuffed . Or come round the gaff so's I can claim 'em.

'Tis a simple philosphy but seein' as I be a simple man it works well enow.

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Originally posted by Apep:
Or perhaps it just gets dreadfully boring from time to time. At least that is why I do not spend the time here that I used too.

Say 'tisn't so! A sweet wee thing like yeself bored? The how 'tis middlin' strange enow but the why 'tis a matter for saints to puzzle.

Ye should a come to see me darlin'. There's much I'da shown ya and 'tis fair clear ya might a kept me from the mischief. I'd not insult a fair article as yerself but perhaps the influence of a man might be helpful.

[Jager]

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Originally posted by Sir Gaedel Glas:
'Tis quiet as a crypt in this place. Did the lot of ya die while I was off having a time of it? Or did ya just get tired o' the type?

This place holds less of an interest for me than it once did, Gaedel.

Any interesting tales to tell?

[Sir Gaedel Glas]

More than a few. Depends on if ya like the dullard version o' truth called fact or prefer a bit o' spice in the telling.

I lost God but found him right where I left him when tha need recalled. Got schooled on tha use o' the sword but learned when edge and point arnae the answer. Both saved my life so 'tis hard to call one a weightier matter than tha other. Still prefer a couple of twigs and Escrima as tha way o' taking down a hard man.

Met some MI5 bastards, nae the greatest lovers o' fun but 'tis relative. They'r tha clowns o' tha circus compared to the SIS maggots.

Did a fair turn by the little ones and drank pints with tha king over that. Spent the time wishing I'd managed ta overlooked his wee packet o' joy and felt bad about that, truly I did. Oft times I think Harry feels the same but it'd be a matter o' insult ta ask someone's da to admit such a thing.

Saw what tha juice burning hot can do and 'tis nae ta my liking.

[Great Monster C]

Can anyone decipher this for me?

[Wakinyan]

I think he got into a sword fight with secret agents then got piss drunk afterward.... I think.

[Tarot]

I'm thinking there had to be at least a few ampwells involved before.

[Lemmy Chillmeister]

Sounds like a fun motherfucker. Drunken swordfights are a hoot!

[kestrel404]

It is very quiet here. I think our ears are still ringing from the noise of Ibiza.

[Sakurako Hino]

You telling me? I still need some bleach for my synapses after that hell-hole. I need some good effing news right now and all I'm seeing is crap. I'm not a farmer dammit. I don't need yer fertilizer!

[Alex Craft]

A couple a couple floors down from me here just had a baby. I don't know them all that well, but I can hear the kid when he gets it in his head to have a screaming fit. Healthy boy, I'd say. If you drop by, I'm sure they'd be thrilled to introduce you.

Or were you talking more 'cure for another kind of cancer' sorta thing?