A Conversation for CAMELOT (A place of enchantment and participation)

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Post 41

Orcus

[God]

*chucks a few lightning bolts through the window to add dramatic effect to the choir*

*Thunder rumbles loudly around*


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Post 42

Ek* this space intentionally left blank *ki

[God]

Sorry 'bout that ... trapped wind.


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Post 43

You can call me TC

[Guinevere - voice still like Elizabeth from Blackadder]

Ooh Arthur - you get that sometimes in bed, don't you?


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Post 44

Munchkin

[Choir] *Picks itself out of the remains of the mistrels gallery, after the lightening strike*
[Choir master type comedy bit part serf]Crikey guv'nor, at this rate we'll soon be right out of tenors, like.
[Choir] *Launch into something a little higher, and hopefully less attractive to god*


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Post 45

Floh Fortuneswell

[Morgas]
smiley - nahnah boo
Hehehe
smiley - magic


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Post 46

Mimyal

[Arthur]
*Looking at Ginnie (for short) adoration in his eyes*

Sorry my angel, I missed what you said?


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Post 47

You can call me TC

[Guinevere] *rolls eyes* O, never mind Arthur. Thank you Mr Relate Counsellor, we shan't be needing you, in fact I think my husband rather needs his ears testing.

*louder* I said: "Isn't it time we were in bed, Arthur" smiley - smiley


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Post 48

Ek* this space intentionally left blank *ki

[Arthur]

Milk and one please


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Post 49

nim the cat (STILL choking in air pollution)

[Vivien]

(still getting no response from Merlin)

Oh, well, if anyone would point me in the direction of the battle I'll be gone...

(smiling seductively at Galahad)

... maybe you'll escort me there?


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Post 50

You can call me TC

[Galahad]

*Continues sweating, but gets up off his knees*


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Post 51

nim the cat (STILL choking in air pollution)

[Vivien]

Just a moment, these medieval dresses are not the thing for a battle...

WHAM!!!

(changes into Xena outfit)
no
(changes into samurai outfit)
oops
(changes into a cuddly kitten, jumps into Galahad's arms smiley - biggrin )
that's better but still...
(changes - still in G's arms - into an oriental-looking tight black leather outfit which leaves nothing to imagination)

(Galahad faints)


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Post 52

Joe aka Arnia, Muse, Keeper, MathEd, Guru and Zen Cook (business is booming)

[Galahad's Imagination]

Well that's it! I've just about had enough here, being suppressed all these years by a choirboy mentality *protest songs start upstairs at the thought that their teenage lack of purity was being impuned* and a lack of courage. I was beginning to give up hope, and just when his libedo gets awakened, she takes away any need for me! Hah! I'm off!

*Imagination storms out of the war room and crashes into the h2g2 Orchestra who are coming in slightly ahead of a dramatic twist in the story*


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Post 53

You can call me TC

[Guinevere - still in that nerve-wracking way of hers]

Galahad - are you all right? Come over here, the orchestra will trample on you and push the pointy bits of their cellos through your armour... Come ALONG ! I'm dying to know what that orchestra are up to. .... cor! look at that trumpeter's mouthpiece!

*Just then, the orchestra strikes up a dramatic link and the story takes a breathtaking turn....*


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Post 54

Mimyal

[Vivien]
*Flashes into her darkest black dress and leaves the room in a sulk.*


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Post 55

nim the cat (STILL choking in air pollution)

[Vivien]

*Returns in even deeper sulk, stages a nervous-breakdown ala GOD, leaves the room in ruins and everybody present including choir and narrator struck by lightning smiley - biggrinsmiley - tongueout *


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Post 56

You can call me TC

[Guinevere]

Gosh, that's torn it!

What happened to all those W.R.E.N.S. and officers and the big table with maps and

WHERE'S ARTHUR?


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Post 57

Morpheus(Tuborg beer)

Considering the fact that I am new to the delights of the War Room, I must excuse myself beforehand for my blunt and down right dull addition to your exciting and on-the-edge conversation. Anyway, life the universe and everything eh? Lets bomb the rubbish to hell I say, but that is just me...smiley - biggrin


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Post 58

Morpheus(Tuborg beer)

[GUINEVERE]
*bombs al lot of bombs right down on the bloody ******* white house*
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, DAMN the pitiful life the universe and everything, lets BLOW it up! Who is with me?? ;-D


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Post 59

nim the cat (STILL choking in air pollution)

[Vivien]

(reappears and starts to give out a variety of bombs)

Explosions for each and every taste!


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Post 60

You can call me TC

[Arthur]

There - did that make the earth move for you, Gwinny, my love?


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