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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 8:53 pm
by Gambit37
's rancid laundry basket. It sat there, squat and nonchalant, just beyond the portcullis and smelling faintly of
stout.
Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:18 pm
by beowuuf
The mighty dungeoneers had faced many challenges in their lifetime, from lord Chaos's dungeons to a drinking contest with Stamm earlier in the night to Leyla's strange dungeon mistress games she made them all play - but this was by far the worst yet.
Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:24 pm
by Gambit37
Putting the firey carnage out of their minds, the champions gathered together and made their way through the portcullis cautiously, as Stamm began to sing a song about a
mystic unicorn.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:54 am
by beowuuf
They all split up around the washing, assuming it a smelly but harmless blockage, but this was no cloned pillar - this was a cloned monster, and without warning multiple giant's socks leaped out in cardboard-like stiffness of dirt encrusted filth eager to impale the hapless group
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:02 am
by Gambit37
With unexpected focus and clarity, Zed started issuing orders: "Gothmog, rear rank, fireballs; Stamm, front rank, cleaver; Chani, rear rank, lightning.. oh, and Hisssa must do that clever
fuzzy dodge thing that always goes down well."
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:24 am
by beowuuf
Gothmog gave Zed a long look then said, "What the muppeting fudge berries are you blethering on about - you just shut your noise you and watch me blow the lot of these fuzzy foot warmers inta
bitza stuffing!"
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:31 am
by Gambit37
Zed turned and gave Gothmog a withering stare, "Less of your
tone, dude, remember, *I* give the orders around here!"
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:46 am
by beowuuf
"Since when!" said Gothmog, Stamm, Halk, Chani, Hissssa, Daroou, Leyla, Mophus and a tiny hamster at the same time, "Syra
is a much better leader than you!"
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:51 am
by Gambit37
Enraged and ignoring the threat of a lynching by gigantic menacing laundry, Zed leapt at Gothmog, slashing with his dagger but only reaching Gothmog's coin pouch which elicited a curse from the dark robed wizard: "Damn you, you hairy faced git, you've spilt all my
copper, man!"
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:05 am
by beowuuf
Taken unawares by the Socks of Doom (tm) while messing about with Gothmog, Zed was suddenly dragged backwards towards to laundry hamper, yelling "help me gang, if not for me, then for my poor moustache!"
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:18 am
by ian_scho
Stamm and Halk each grabbed one of Zed's legs and suddenly it became an ungainly tussel over a Freddie Mercury look-a-like.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:50 am
by beowuuf
"I always thought he looked more like Des Lynam...but, you know, a young Des" said Stamm to himself, which earned him some very strange looks from Halk - mostly because Stamm had decided to remove his trousers at some point earlier.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:58 am
by ian_scho
Zed streched as both parties heaved, which would bring a tear to your eye as Gothmog had just offered a helping hand by grabbing the only appendage available at that end of the body.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:07 pm
by cowsmanaut
With a firm grip on his big toe, (nothing else was big enough to grab hold of), he pulled hard.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:11 pm
by Gambit37
The extra pulling power was enough as the giant socks let go of Zed and the group collapsed into a tangled heap on the dusty floor.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:16 pm
by ian_scho
Nabi, a lateral thinker and smoker of some funny smelling weed, quickly tied down one of the Socks of Doom(tm) with an Odour Eater.
(Odour Eater = insole of a shoe used to remove bad smells)
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:28 pm
by Gambit37
Stamm, a less quck thinker, ran to catch the other sock but tripped over his trousers onto a large chicken carcass left in the dirt, breaking it's
wishbone.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:36 pm
by ian_scho
The remaining hosiery was now able to 'sock' Stamm in the face - Ho ho!
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:37 pm
by Gambit37
Leif, who was aware of how little he figured in the story, made up for it by investigating the laundry basket which was oozing some disgusting muck, muttering "It looks like Mother's cheese flavoured
vitreous flux."
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:54 pm
by ian_scho
But was in fact from the giants previous night full of activities including 'an
al and ale' (the art of drinking beer through the rectum).
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:01 pm
by Gambit37
While the others were sorting themselves out, Syra came down the hall oblivious to the chaos as she was playing
Qbert intently on her Gameboy.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:28 pm
by ian_scho
She had sore fingers from so many hours of...
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:33 pm
by Gambit37
fingering the...
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:46 pm
by ian_scho
...small yet satisfying..
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 1:54 pm
by Gambit37
nubbin that Stamm had shown her yesterday during their...
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 2:35 pm
by beowuuf
... early afternoon tiffin thery had both partaken of.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 3:19 pm
by Ameena
Meanwhile, Boo leapt onto one of the socks and started to happily chew it to pieces, as nearby everyone else was...
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 4:03 pm
by ian_scho
more preocupied by the underpants that had just climbed out of the basket. Those heroes that actually wore underwear felt a sudden cold...
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 5:06 pm
by Gambit37
blancmange leap forth from the depths of the basket and launch itself at their heads.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 6:14 pm
by ian_scho
All heroes tried to duck with the exception of ...