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This message Teeny Tiny Tales 4 was posted by
ManMan on Wednesday, October 9, 2002 at 15:43.
The League
of Regulars gathered in the living room of their HQ condo. "What's so
important?" yawned Visionary, it was only 9 o'clock and no one had brought him
his triple-strength double expresso with chocolate powder. "Shush!" shushed
Lisa. "It's about to come on!"
"What's about to come on?" the possibly
fake-man was used to being the last to know anything, but it still irritated
him.
"Finny called the other day, he was concerned," began Cheryl.
"When
isn't he?" snorted her husband.
Cheryl shot him a glance which caused
Visionary to apologize on reflex. "Finny called the other day," she repeated.
"He was concerned that the Lair Legion's public image isn't what it should be,
that they're only seen on the news smashing up public property or holed up
inside their island fortress. He asked me if I could help with some positive PR
and I suggested hiring an agent for one of the team, getting them out there and
their faces on TV, and not because they saved the world from an imminent
invasion from space cows, or whatever."
"I doubt space cows would have been
'moos worthy'..." laughed spiffy, though he was the only one.
Cheryl looked
at him. "Sorry," apologized the fern-wielder.
The PR officer for the League
of Regulars continued her story. "Then I thought Donar would be the best to
represent the current Lair Legion because, well, just look at him."
"Thank
you milady," bowed the Thunder God. "I did mine besteth, though I admit to no
natural talent as a bard."
"Yo thinks it's starting..."
----
"Greetings mortals! As you all knoweth, I am Donar Jones, God of
Thunder and member of thee mighty Lair Legion. I art here to speaketh to you
about new and excitingeth...opportunities in...financeth? Ah!
Hast thou
forsaken thy wench on thee anniversary of thine nuptials? Wouldst thou liketh to
make it up to with some niceth throw cushions but have no gold? Then you needeth
American Express!
With art interest free credit on all items purchased
withineth a lunar cycle, how can you not affordeth to own one?
"Rwoorr?"
No Mjalcolm, this art mine card - Ha! Ha! American Expresseth, don't
leave Middlegard without it!."
----
spiffy spoke first.
"Anybody else feel horribly scarred?"
"I soo need that coffee now,"
Visionary wandered off toward the kitchen.
"What doest thou thinketh?" Donar
asked.
"Yo is thinking that Mjalcolm is uncute. It never speaks to Yo!"
complained the thought-being.
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