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Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Sep 28, 2013 6:12 pm
by ValiantArcher
follow immediately. Unfortunately, a bunch of policemen on foot was no match for a flying horse, so the prince and the young lady quickly lost them. Giga-bite took the two to...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 01, 2013 5:17 pm
by waggawerewolf27
a far-off land where, besides an empty road, stood a general store with an old-fashioned public telephone booth in front of it. There the 'prince' and young lady were greeted by...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 02, 2013 7:14 am
by King_Erlian
the village blacksmith, a stout, red-faced fellow in his mid-forties with a long handlebar moustache. He wiped his grimy hands on his leather apron and offered his right hand for the prince and the lady to shake. They...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 04, 2013 7:06 am
by DiGoRyKiRkE
were a bit put off by his general hygiene, but found him to be a terrifically kind person, who was a bit down on his luck. He told the prince and princess that he had recently lost his best. . .

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 06, 2013 12:54 pm
by UltimateSchweetWarrior
...pair of bunny slippers. He asked the prince and the young lady if they could help him...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 06, 2013 7:44 pm
by waggawerewolf27
and so they all joined in a hopeless game of 'spot the bunny slippers', as hordes of ravenous rabbits besieged the general store. The blacksmith looked down at the prince's feet and saw....

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 12, 2013 2:46 pm
by Ryadian
...that there were a bunch of carrots lying at his feet! No wonder the rabbits had stampeded on his store. They moved the carrots outside, and the rabbits followed, allowing the blacksmith to find his bunny slippers. However, when he found them...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 12, 2013 7:06 pm
by waggawerewolf27
they each had a litter of rabbit kittens inside them. "How cute!" exclaimed the young lady as she fed them bits of carrots, lettuce and anything else she could still find available in the general store. When he saw how very quickly the little rabbits in his bunny slippers were growing, the blacksmith...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Oct 29, 2013 7:45 pm
by ValiantArcher
realised he wouldn't be able to feed them all by himself. So, he gave a pair to the young lady and the prince, and pointed them in the direction of the town just down the road. The young lady and prince set off to...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Nov 03, 2013 7:57 pm
by waggawerewolf27
that town, on their trusty Gigabite. Just then, a helicopter forced them to a stop. It was full of London policemen who

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Nov 09, 2013 9:11 am
by ValiantArcher
were thoroughly lost.
"Excuse me," said one of the policeman, "can you tell us where we are?"
The young lady explained they didn't know where they were either, but were on their way to a nearby town to try to find their way home. The policemen decided to...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Nov 09, 2013 5:36 pm
by waggawerewolf27
follow, until one of them realised exactly why they were wherever they were. "Excoose me", said he to the "Prince" and the young lady. "Are'n't yer that chap wot stole a valuable lapis coffee-pot from the Tower of London?" In reply, the "Prince" and the young lady.....

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Dec 01, 2013 7:56 pm
by ValiantArcher
explained that the policeman had the wrong person. The policeman apologised and they amicably parted ways once they reached the town. The next thing to do was...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Dec 05, 2013 5:17 am
by King_Erlian
...to remove the quotation marks from around the "Prince". He and the young lady sent one of the bunnies to fetch the blacksmith, who arrived an hour later on horseback, with a bagful of tools. He dismounted, fished in his toolbag and produced...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Dec 09, 2013 4:33 pm
by waggawerewolf27
a sword and a catalogue for a fantasy souvenir shop, featuring a navy-blue metal teapot shaped like Dr Who's Tardis. The blacksmith looked at Gigabyte very carefully, running his fingers gently over the steed's navy blue sides. He commented that tea-drinking police wouldn't recognise a coffee pot, anyway. Then he...

Re: Rigamarole

PostPosted: Jan 09, 2014 5:20 am
by King_Erlian
carefully inserted the sword into a narrow slit just above Gigabyte's rear right leg. A little drawer popped out of the top of the horse's head, and inside was...