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I'm aware of their secondary weapons. In the situation described the standard tactic would be for the Pikemen to interpenetrate the Archers. The Archers are a "Loose Formaiton". This allowed them to "get out of the way" without breaking the formaiton of the advancing troops. They would then fall back and hopfuly "reload".
There are exceptions to this. Since when all was said and done they were "Just Peasants" it is possible they would be wasted as so much fodder. BTW: What game are you talking about? |
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Medeval Total War
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*Wanders into the cantina to find gryphin sitting there in a suit of armour, Mac was looking like an old aged pensioner robin hood, mumbling something about arrows and growltigga is dressed like a Medeval king complete with septar and crown. They are all huddled round pc's shouting fearsome battle cries... scared raging deadstar bumps into timstone who is trying to travel in time with his gearbox, hmm i think i'll stay away from here for a while...
Lastly he bumps into ragnarok who is drowning his sorrows because gt hasn't punished those who havn't paid their tab All in a usual day in the cantina |
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"Lastly he bumps into ragnarok who is drowning his sorrows because gt hasn't punished those who havn't paid their tab"
Man, you better believe it. I was hoping to see some good chases. Oh well, there will be more in the future I'm sure. Oh, and are Gryphin and Mac and GT wearing tights like they did in Robin Hood, Men in tights? If so that's just scary... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif |
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Hmmm, Cantina is slow today...
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...A very tipsy Taz says: absynthe makes the heart grow fonder! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif
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Forsooth gang, this new mediaval phase in the cantina is just a foretaste of the massive hunt to come, after all, what could be more amusing than pursuing miscreants in full chivalric regalia
"Cry havoc, and let slips the dogs of war" I do like debt collection. Anyhow, I am particularily pleased as I got a spare 20 minutes Last night and finished off the Turks. Their paltry Last ditch defence in Syria of 300 peasants and 61 Ghulam cavalry fell over when assaulted by 800 battle hardened Byzantine and mercenary soldiers. Final score, Turks 12 and Byzantines 358 and the head of Sultan Suleyman I on my lance. After a breif period of consolidation, I suspect I shall go on a crusade to rescue the Holy Land from those wretched mamelukes Gadzooks PS one thing that would improve MTW would be the ability to deploy field fortifications, such as sharpened stakes in front of the archers/arquebusiers or whatever, chevaux de frise, caltrops and all that sort of jazz. It would add to the tactical options available and allow true defensive techniques to flourish. For example, the most effective way at the moment to block a bridge is to place heavy infantry at one end, supported by archers. If you could use chevaux de frise, it would stop cavalry charges just sweeping you away and would mean greater tactical options [ October 24, 2002, 09:47: Message edited by: Growltigga ] |
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Gryphin, you are missing the trick a bit, we are trying for a Mediaval theme here, you are meant to be dressed as a knight, or a peasant, or robin hood, or a serving wench, or a fool, or a jannissary or dervish should you so wish.
You are NOT meant to be dressed up as a line dancer! |
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Hey, I have just had a great idea.
How'sa bout theme nights in the cantina. Everybody gets a free drink. The first theme night is 'Famous Historical Figures You Would Like to BE" Free bar tab to the best contestant..... Growltigga runs off, takes off his armour and returns dressed as Lord Horatio Nelson |
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Ooh, ooh! Theme night at the Cantina!
*Dogscoff activates his personal theme-o-matic, and immediately disappears, only to reappear a moment later dressed as a medievel serving wench. *After admiring his ample bosum for a minute, he cranks the theme-o-matic right back round to "male" and then some more. He activates it again and appears in a mean looking armoured dragon suit, complete with snout-mounted flamethrower and powered wings. Attempting to stay in character, he then issues a not-particularly medievel challenge in a very un-dragonish way: "Right, any knights in here? Outside, now. I'll shove yer bloody lances up yer ramparts..." |
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Damn, missed 'Tig's second post there. Famous historical figures, eh?
*Dogscoff activates the theme-o-matic again and reappears as Genghis Khan. He immediately begins rampaging around the Cantina, chasing the wench-outfitted FBWs and slaying anyone he doesn't like the look of. |
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Growltigga spots Genghis Khan aka Dogscoff rampaging around the cantina and thinks "ha ha, a worthy opponent at Last", he activates his theme-o-matic and turns into Alexus Constantinos, Lord of the Western Realm, Knight Marshall of Constantinople and Slayer of the Turks - arrayed in his glorious plate mail, Growltigga proceeds to chase Genghis round the cantina, swiping at him with his sword and yelling such choice battle cries such as "have at ye you furry hatted rapscallion", "stand still and let me decapitate you" and "Last one in the shower is a poofter"
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*Pursued by 'Tigga, Dogscoff races to the Cantina's doors and opens them to reveal his Mongol horde. Assorted sea creatures and Barry are wearing furry hats and riding other assorted sea-creatures, who in turn are paired off and dressed up pantomime-style to look like Mongol horses. The chase reverses, and 'Tigga can be seeen howling and fleeing a wet and scaly yet furry host.
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UMMMMM... Whats being going on...
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Tigga, pursued by the venemous mongol horde, runs to the kitchen door of the cantina and throws them wide open, arrayed in all their martial glory and standing on the lino in between the fridge and the aga, are the serried ranks of Byzantine military might ready to back-up the Brave Defender of the Faith....
The Mongol Horde shudders to a complete stop as it see the mailed ranks of Trebizond Archers, Armoured Infantry, Mailed Kataphraktoi and Horse Archers and the Battle Standards held by two armour plated FBW's chanting "cometh and haveth a go if thoust thinkst one is hard enough".. Barry takes off his mongol hat, puts on a byzantine warhelm, pretends that he was the advance guard and proceeds to sit on the giant squid. The chase reverts to type with the mongol horde being pursued by a yelling happy Growltigga and the armoured legions of the East Roman Empire HALLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Note: Growltigga hopes that no-one notices that the martial might of the Byzantine Empire actually comprise legions of killer mongoose dressed up in string vests sprayed with silver paint to look like mail, and that the horse on which the raccoon kataphratoi are mounted are actually bicycles with comedy horse costumes draped over them.... [ October 24, 2002, 17:35: Message edited by: Growltigga ] |
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"Mailed Kataphraktoi " as apposed to an "un mailed" Kataphraktoi
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Gryphin, stop being pedantic, they could have been dressed in full field plate (as per the 13th and 14th century cataphracts) or full mail (as per the 11th and 12th century cataphracts)
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Stop? hey, it is the only thing I'm good at.
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*Raging Deadstar sighs as the 5th table he has sat down on has been trampled on by Growltiggas Byzantine military and dogscoffs mongol hordes. Getting rather worried about his personal safty, also growltiggas mood when he sees the costs of replacing the tables, he won't be pleased. Raging Deadstar pulls out his handy 12 gauge shotgun and fires it into the air, both hordes stop and Raging Deadstar leads them outside the cantina
The parking Lot is now cleared, mainly by barry's tail and at the far corner is a lump of scrap metal, previously most regulars ships, the two armies take their places and begin to charge, raging deadstar dives quickly into the cantina and watches as the battle unfolds* |
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RN walks into the cantina after nearly losing his life in the parking lot by the battle taking place. He then sees that you're supposed to come up with a "Famous Historical Figures You Would Like to BE" theme. RN thinks long and hard on this one as if he wins he will get a free drink. So he pulls out his pocket-theme-o-matic(PTOM) (these things come in handy) He pushes a few buttons and suddenly he is transformed into a tiger figure.
Then a few regulars of the cantina come up to him and say, "Hey GT, how's it goin man?" RN looks at the oddly and says, "I'm not GT, it's RN here, this is my entry for the historical figure contest that GT is having. Do stripes look ok on me?" RN in his new GT outfit sits down along the back wall along with the other contestants waiting on the judging for the night. |
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Mac comes into the cantina thru the patio door, so as to bypass the blood, butts, mayhem, and obscene profanity coming from the parking lot. He sees the notice of famous persons, hmmmm, he borrows RN's PTOM, and is instantly tranformed into Cassanova, the breaker of hearts, the suave genteelman who sweeps the fair female sex off their feet and into b.. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif The dreamed of lover of all women everywhere, the swashbuckling debonair, handsome, gentleman, reknown for his illlustrious escapades with the fair sex,
aaahhhh where are those LH look a likes,... oh ya Mac walks over to his favorite table, picks up his scientific research journal, tunes out the atrocious screaming, shouting, bloodthristy cries emulating from the parking lot.... orders a brew and lunch while eyeing up the FBW's inside the cantina.... hmmmm, Several of the FBWs look his way, stare and then swoon in exctasy, Mac just smiles, winks, and thinks to himself, win or lose, tonight could be a veeerrrryyyy interesting time, hohohohoho Cassanova Mac http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif [ October 24, 2002, 20:49: Message edited by: mac5732 ] |
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Erax slips in while everyone is watching the battle outside. What is this ? A samba band ? Scantily clad waitresses ? A hot, smoky, yellow-lit atmosphere ? Sweaty-looking patrons with their shirts open wearing dark glasses and panama hats ? (OK, maybe the atmosphere is different and the patrons aren't like that, but I'm a newbie and I don't know any better).
There is only one kind of drink a guy can order at a place like this... Erax goes over to the bar and says to Taz, "Give me a caipirinha". |
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Hm, hysterical figure,
Steps outside, Comes back as General Protection Fault, The Cantina Stutters, Hangs, Crashes :: The Gryphin Gryns :: |
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Taz, umm, just what ARE you putting into the drinks?
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Looks at TerranC,
Watches him kick Taz, Watches as he automaticaly Reboots Taz |
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No Rags,
You see an old man with a mustache and a stetson dressed in grey riding cape. Then you see his lips move follow by a smooth motion of his arms. You never see the bolt of bright light that smash into your face. [ October 24, 2002, 13:27: Message edited by: Gryphin ] |
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*The sound of battle dies down, and eventually Dogscoff enters the Cantina, covered in blood and sweat, his clothes shredded and with an arm hanging off by only a few tendons. He brushes someone's brain-bits off his shoulder as he leans on the bar to order four pints. He downs one pint and starts sipping the second.
Shortly afterwards, 'Tigga enters the room in a similar state of post-battle disarray. He leans on the bar next to 'Scoff, downs the third pint and begins drinking the fourth. "Good battle." "Yeah, good. did you have any troops left at the end?" "No, I'm pretty sure you killed them all. You?" "None, your archers got the Last of my soldiers just before I clubbed them to death with that dead mongoose." *pause* "Call it a draw then?" "Ok. Rematch next week?" "Sure, why not. I'll book us a battlefield, say, 2 O clock Tuesday?" "Can't make 2 O clock, I'm visiting the in-laws. How about half three..?" 'Tigga orders another 4 pints. Outside, the vultures squabble over two mighty armies... |
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Growltigga stretches, drinks his 8th pint, orders another 6 and slaps Dogscoff on the back, which has the slightly offputting effect of knocking Dogscoff's damaged arm off into the dishwasher...
I have got a cracking idea, tell you what, about reenacting that brilliant punch-up out of El Cid, I'll be Charlton Heston, you can be the Almohads Gryphin can be that hairy moorish chieftain who helps out El Cid, Mac can be Sophia Loren, Ragnarok can be King Alfonso and Raging Deadstar can be Prince Sancho [ October 25, 2002, 12:04: Message edited by: Growltigga ] |
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Trajan wanders into the cantina with a cohort of his own Roman legioinaires following closely behind, in a mass of spears, shields, helmets and tangled feet.
Locating a clear spot near the dance floor, the legionaires begin setting up camp in preparation for the upcoming battle between Growltigga and Ragnarok. Trajan takes a seat in the middle of his bivuac area, drinking a robust Brunello. Cheers! Trajan edited for spelling [ October 25, 2002, 15:22: Message edited by: Trajan ] |
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Hey, now wait just a cotton pickin' minute here. What on green earth did I do this time to deserve this. If it's for using the PTOM to change into Tigga then dude, I thought you'd be honored that I did that since you said, "Famous Historical Figures" , so that should be a complement that I would think of you as being a Famous and Historical figure, right? If not then...well I'll take my beating like a man... After I run like H-E-double hockey sticks.
RN then takes to flight out into the parking lot where he uses his PTOM to change into a berry look-a-like and when the hords come out he points to the real berry as if saying there he is! |
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*Dogscoff looks at Trajan's assembled Roman Legion, camped out on the dancefloor. In a fit of surreal humour, Dogscoff zaps them with his patented Dance-O-Tron. The Jukebox begins blaring out "Staying Alive" by the Bee Gees and laughs hysterically as a hundred or more Roman soldier are irresistibly compelled to do jerky John Travolta impersonations in a mess of clanking armour and weaponry.
Slapping his thigh with laughter, Dogscoff realises he's missing an arm. He goes to fish it out of the Dishwasher and find someone willing to sew it back on... [ October 25, 2002, 16:40: Message edited by: dogscoff ] |
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Lawbreaker! GT, I'm in need of a good lawyer! Get over here (well as soon as the battle is settled)! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif Hmm... never thought I would say that. It is indeed a strange day at the cantina. Or is it all the tinkering on my gearbox to achieve timetravel? |
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Hmmm, I'm pretty sure it's your gearbox.
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The camera pans out into the carpark where the Valencian army led by the incomparable Growltigga astride Barrecephalus, his famous war-tyrannosaurus, looks around and cant see Drooltigga anywhere, but there is a large berry lurking in the car park..
"Men" says Growltigga, "that cowardly Drooltigga has been scared off, but let us not waste this opportunity to engage in some target practice, feather yonder berry for me" Ragnarok screams as a flight of crossbow bolts thuds into his backside |
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As RN was trying to bend over and pick up trash from the parking lot he gets hit in the rear side by a bunch of crossbow bolts. "HOLY S...! What the hello was that?!" He screams. RN turns around and sees GT and his men playing target practice on his behind. He pulls out the bolts and throws them at GT and then takes off running as fast as a T-rex can go. RN then realizes that he is being out-run. So he turns back into his normal form and continues to run, he is gaining ground on his pursuers but he cannot think of any ideas as to where to hide or anything.
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Timstone is busy, as always, tinkering with things he shouldn't touch and mess with. But heck that is the thing with those engineers, they wreck stuff in order to understand it and reproduce it, and of course because wrecking stuff is fun.
On the cantina floor besides his favorite patron RD, Timstone is busy with bolting strange devices onto his gearbox. A beeping noise that grows louder and faster, suddenly resounds throughout the cantina. Drops of sweat appear on Timstone's forehead. He must think quickly or else most certainly the whole cantina is going to be blown to smithereens. With a flick of his wirecutter he snaps a few of the wires leading from the mainreactor unit (hey, it needs power, doesn't it?!) to the secondary emergency array of fusionwarheads (Hey, it also needs some thingies to kick alien ***!). The alarming beep abruptly stops. "Phew, another catastrophy avoided.". The whole cantina returns to normal. Timstone can hear some patrons say something like: stupid inventor, idiotic numbskull. Timstone doesn't even listen to them, the ignorant fools! During the short crisis, Timstone thought of a dasterdly good plan, a develish clever paln to make his timetraveling gearbox work. "Hmm... yes." he says "Crazy enough, it might just work! Muahahah!!" He quickly grabs a bottle of absinthe, his Hellraiser DVD box and a dirty magazine, he welds, bolts and sticks them onto his beloved gearbox and turns the key on the dashboard of the vehicle. The engine gives a loud bang and after that the engine runs like a hummingbird. Nice and smooth. When he hears the sound of the engine and sees the original X-Com: Apocalypse style (the game kicks *** big time and the look of the city and vehicles are just gorgeous) exterior of his timetraveling gearbox, he realizes he's after something big (*a old gramaphone starts yelling a grande introduction*), something that will change the world of today, something of immense importance, something that can be uttilized for profit, great profit, hehe... Timstone sits on his gearbox, with bottle of absinthe, Hellraiser DVD box and dirty magazine attached and pushes the biggest button on the dash. "I have no freaking idea what this button does, but it is big, red and it's flashing, so let's push it!". The obscure machine shoots out a beam of energy a la Independance Day, the beam hits a table flipped over by one of the marching armies in the cantina and makes a small hole in the air. Then a huge discharge of energy the table is smashed to tiny bits and pieces. With a huge crackle the air is being ripped apart with such force and energy that near half of the cantina-patrons are thrown away. With a occasionally crack of lightning and some flashes the hole in front of Timstone grows and grows and finaly reaches a diameter of 10 meters then the hole stabilises. After a second of two Timstone's ingenius machine launches a bolt of energy and the hole simply rips open and the fabric of spacetime gives way to the blackness of the dimension beyond. After the supprising second stage of the hole Timstone looks into the hole and sees nothing. When he is about to get of his apparatus, the hole starts spewing some sort of slime. With the first voley of the slime Timstone, his gearboxvehicle, RD, Mac, GT, Dogscoff, Taz, Gryphin, Rags, FBW's and a host of other visitors are covered in the goo. After a second barrage from the hole, the whole of the cantina is filled with the strange and smelly slime. Everybody is frozen to the spot and is beaten by amazement. Timstone quickly pulles some levers, pushes some puttons and turns some knobs. Then the hole starts sucking everything covered in slime into the hole. The awesome sucking force of the hole (just like a good woman http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif ) is so great that nobody is able to escape it. No longer fed by energy from Timstone's timetraveller, the hole collapses and stops to be. The Last thing everybody hears is the kaazoooom of the hole closing. [ October 25, 2002, 18:49: Message edited by: Timstone ] |
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...Having suffered most mightly during Dogscoff's "induced Travolta dancing" Trajan and his not-quite-dead-yet Legionaires begin tearing off the white polyester pant suits and white leather loafers.
Looking around for a means to get the ringing BeeGee's sng out of their ears, Trajan and gang are suddenly covered in slime and stuck where they stand on the dance floor. When the "Great sucking" sound begins the legionaires begin falling towards the gaping maw and into the darkness beyond. Trajan, always the politically minded not-so-very-dead roman emperor, notices that the great sucking sound appears to orginiate from a hole which has the apparent shape of Ross Perot's weasely face. Like all things politcally associated with Ross Perot, the whole scheme (pun intended) collapses upon itself with a loud kaazoooom signalling yet another failure of Ross Perot's political career. The goo covered patrons of the Cantina begin to scrape the muck and slime from all their crackls and crevices. Edited to account for Trajan's curious inability to spell. [ October 25, 2002, 19:07: Message edited by: Trajan ] |
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:: Using the Holographic Projector built into his Travel Computer: Generates an object from earths Egyptian Hieroglyphs. A translation reads:
Who is General Protection Fault and what is he doing on my clay tablet"? |
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STOP>>>>> Yells Mac, everything in the cantina freezes... We missed Trajan's birthday, it was this past Wednseday.... we must all tip a salute to his aging process before we continue on with our normal, everyday mayhem, violence, and strange happenings.
To Trajan -Happy belated birthday to you, happy belated birthday to you... sings mac as he wipes off some of the slime covering him and upends a brewski.... FBWs seeing poor Cassanova Mac covered in goo, rush over and proceed to administer to every part of his anatamy covered by slime.... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif Green covered Cassanova Mac |
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Wanders in after washing off timstones goo, hands raganrok a lawsuit with Grolwtigga rubbing his hands in glee.
"I am Raging Deadstar and shortly known as RD, Since i was called it first you must accept the short name rags or anything else, as RN is copyright infringement on my short name!!" *Pulls out a patent just to prove this* GT smiles as he gets geared up (by timstones gearbox?? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif ) for a good lawsuit *RD Pulls out his trusty 12 gauge shotgun and takes aim* "This is the Prosecution!! Plead not guilty and die!!!" "Oh and Growltigga gets 20% of all compenstaion i get off Ragnarok! 10% goes to Trajan as it was his birthday" *Smiles as he orders the FBW's to show Trajan a good time, little does he know about the industrial sized toolboxes the FBW's sneak up with them* Screams can be heard throughout the Cantina. Lastly Raging Deadstar walks over to Timstone and Gives him a pile of Temporal technology for calling him his favourite cantina member http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon7.gif "This should help your experiments Timstone!" RD smiles then notices a large "do not touch" button on Timstones gearbox, i wonder what thats does *presses button* [ October 25, 2002, 19:48: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ] |
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As RN stands tied to the poll with blindfold over his eyes, he pleads not guilty. He then pulls his hands out of the rope, pulls down the blindfold and puts his hands back into the rope. "I hearby demand that you let me go..." he thinks for a minute on what just happened and he pulls out his hands again. He walks behind RD and yells, "FIRE!" at the RD's numbskull firing squad start running around frantically trying to call the fire department.
"You should really teach your firing squad to actually fire when told 'fire' and not to think that there is an actual fire." He proceeds to argue. "Now, I'll tell you what... I did not come up with RN and thus you cannot file a law suit on me. IIRC it is Tigga that came up with this abbreviation(why is that word so long?) for me. I don't know what post but sometime ago back when I was referring to myself as 'Rags' - I believe it was in the Last chase I was part of - GT called me RN and I accepted that as a new abbreviation to my name. So if you have any problem with RN then you must take it up with GT as he is the one that gave that nickname to me. I rest my case." Rags then sits down behind the desk that somehow showed up with his papers and so forth in front of him. He looks upon himself and he is all dressed up in a suit and looking like a lawyer. He shrugs his shoulders and waits for a counter argument from RD. |
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Dammmit he's smart!!!!
But your argument is flawed 1. I am not using my firing squad, i wouldn't trust them with anything more lethal than a baguette, i was the one holding the 12 gauge shotgun http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif 2. I'm suing you for copyright infringements, since you have openly admitted your use of the abbreiviation RN in your post (don't bother editing it either http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif ) It doesn't matter who gave you the shorter name, as you have used it to describe yourself. Thusly it makes logical sense that you are infringing the copyright of the short name that has been patented by cartoon phsyics Squirm outta that, i should be a laywer, any openings GT?? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif I will happily let you refer to yourself as rags as lesser intelligent/short sighted people (both like myself) will have trouble comprehending the difference between us, and then we will be sued for being anti-disabled people http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon9.gif [ October 25, 2002, 22:32: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ] |
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To be a good sport I will detain from calling myself RN, not to the fact that it's copywrite infringement(which it isn't since your name is RD and not RN), but to the fact that it could be confusing for the patrons while reading a post with our names on them. RD and RN do look alike, but not to be confused.(As RN is obviously the better of the two http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif ) I hereby declair that from now on I will call myself Rags untill a better abbreviation comes about. Unless of course the great GT would be ever so kind as to allow me to be called RN. Regards |
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So now we know what lies beyond the edge of the universe... green, gooey, smelly slime ! Erax pulls out a jar of scented extra strength oxygenated hexafluoride-based slime remover and pours it over himself. He waits for the remover to take effect, but the slime becomes even gooeier and smellier. Realizing he has just poured his drink over himself (and hoping no one saw this), he finds the real remover and uses it. The slime (and the smell) are gone in seconds. He walks over to Taz, uses the rest of the remover on him, and asks for another drink.
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Whilst enjoying his beer and slightly hazed from the violence and the bloodfest of the Byzantine military might holding off the mongol horde, Growltigga spies his evil twin brother standing in the shadows
Growltigga leans over to Dogscoff and whispers "change of plan old mate, marshal your hordes of bedouin camel warriors, arabic heavu infanty and nubian spearmen, I spy my evil twin Drooltigga in the corner and he needs a damn good thrashing and no mistake". Growltigga pulls out his theme-o-matic and proceeds to change into the persona of El Cid. He sneaks to the kitchen where a new Valencian army is assembled. The fridge light shimmers off the tips of the heavy infantry, off the points of the lances of the serried ranks of Knights of Santiago and Jinetes, off the mercenary crossbowman who have come along for the party and also off the helmets of the ballista crews. "Right amigos" says Growltigga mounting his beautifully caparisoned war-tyrannosaurus, "the plan is to hit that evil twin with everything we have, no quarter is to be given, give him cold steel and remember that these evil tigers dont like it up them, and by the way, the Almohad army that will assaulting on the left flank are our allies so no taking sneaky pot shots at them" With a flurry of trumpets and wardrums, the battle host charges out to give Ragnarok, sorry, Drooltigga, a damn good thrashing |
Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
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Ah thanx for the good argument, as required by the Deadstar Continuum i must rate you a full 5 stars for being such a good sport Also, Grolwtigga hasn't punished anyone for the tabs yet, maybe that chase with dogscoff depleted his armies or something |
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Here's an extra potent brew - It will put hair on your chest. (Just ask that angry FBW with the depilitator over in the corner!) http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif Man am I beat...all those army's seem to march on their belly's alright - belly's full of beer. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif Let's see when my next vacation day is scheduled... Hmmmm, seems I have a choice of one day - November 31. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/confused.gif Strange Calendar...Feb 30 & 31, April 31,June 31, Sept 31, and Nov 31 are all marked as days off! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/shock.gif |
Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
*Wanders in and sits at the bar, taz is talking to some new guy and seems to be giving him free drinks.*
Hmm all this obsession on that malfador dictionary thing, maybe we should make a cantina one. Dogscoff did suggest FBW's http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif Growltigga aka GT/Furry Feline: Approach with caution, when in natural habitat of the cantina or local law rooms it can be very cunning, keep wallet in sight at all times. |
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