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Fandom High Radio, Wednesday, March 11th
Arthur: Fandom. Good evening. I hope you've all weathered the harpies well, and found comrades to have your back while you faced them. All of you who've stood to fight for your island have shown great courage. All of you who haven't most likely showed great wisdom. Now, squirrels - rum for me and my friend. He's earned it.
Minsc: And don't be stingy, either, my good rodents! A valiant fight calls for rum that flows like the blood of our unfortunate enemies!
Arthur: Unfortunate, and now slain. *sloshing noise* Not a bad day's work.
Minsc: Not bad at all! Glorious fighting! We should do this more often!
Arthur: Perhaps a bit later, sir Minsc.
Minsc: Ah, yes. Your obligation to letter reading. Of course. Radio first, then more battle, good Sir Arthur.
Arthur: That, and my obligation to make sure no one winds up dead. Go on.
SCHOOL
Arthur: Leadership class provided some instruction on diplomacy. *slosh* A study worthy to master. Heroing class was taught by She-Ra today, who had some... insights... on weapons. Sokka wanted to have her sword. No, Sokka. We discussed which weapons were best used against harpies, and the answer would be anything lethal. At the end, She-Ra challenged the Lord Himself by asking Hannibal to be careful. Good luck.
Anthromorphic Anatomy discussed regeneration. I won't even ask. Some minor medicinal skills were taught in order to deal with the staggering human inability to regrow limbs.
Minsc: And at the library of great boring books, Sir Sam fed his crabs. And then Sir Dean came in to feed him and they made buttkicking plans of great goodness!
Arthur: I'll drink to that. *slosh*
Minsc: As will I! There was also a meeting of the Flight Club today, as well! Flying would be very handy in today's battles. But not until after snacks! Lady Agnes was very informative to Sir Gavin, explaining to him what the foul beasts of harpies were, and then they all used the flight sim to shoot down fake enemies, which seems pointless when there were real enemies to be shooting down outside! Sir Anakin with the very good meatballs had plenty of towels about to help with clean-up after the sim, and Lady Tahiri and Sir Ben made a date to fight harpies, and, remember, children, a couple that slays together, stays together! Right, Sir Arthur?
Arthur: Quite...
DORMS
Minsc: The leaders of cheer met today in the gym; I hope they worked on some cheers for our valiant buttkickers! They stretched, because, stretching, you know, is very important. Nothing like your muscle cramping up right when you're about to give a squeaky wheel a kick! Lady Joan had avoided the harpies, although Sir Hannibal had not, having been injured by a rock to the head.
...a rock? That's it?
Arthur: It's Hannibal. I wasn't exactly expecting anything spectacular.
Minsc: Eh, anyway, Lady Savannah and Sir Sam discuss being sore although not from harpy-fighting, but from other things, which I am assured are not dirty. Sir Ronon was there to coach and Sir Jess was there to spectate, as well as talk with Lady Joan about her not seeming a cheerleading type and Lady Brooke about staying in the gym and never coming outside.
...Why, when there is so much buttkicking one could be doing?
Arthur: They were keeping safe. Not every man wants to take up arms. *slosh*
Minsc: Booooooor-riiiiiiing. Anyway, Sir Edward certainly gets the right idea! He is up on the roof, which is a very effective way of hacking and slashing those blasted harpies! Sir Romeo arrives to assist with his gun and discuss with Sir Edward the possible sources of the nefarious evils, as does Lady She-Ra and her flying horsie. Lady Blysse is quite right in that the harpies would not make for good meals, although Sir Edward thinks they might be good enough for peasants.
No, Sir Edward. No.
Arthur: I think some of them may object to that. Nevermind the possible illnesses. Hinata doesn't see harpy battle in the common room, but rather a kitten. To each their own. As she discusses with Mac, this is her way of fighting evil. Safety indoors. My idiot manservant's roommate visited to usurp the kitten for... whatever purpose. Mac then threatened to toss said roommate out of a window. Very smart thinking, considering that the skies were swamped with things looking to kill you.
Lady Blysse was pleased with her catches for the day. She celebrated in good style with a feast of her own. *slosh* Tony
is more than happy to partake of it himself, while Viki takes it on herself to state the blatantly obvious. Good show.
Emmett responds to the harpy attacks by tearing their heads off. Sounds fit for poetry. Ned defends himself with a rolling pin in his room. ...I'm sure that was very effective. Ned.
Ben and Tahiri travel to the preserve to do battle with the harpies, and I hope it was a good hunt. Katchoo and Francine also fight their way through trouble. Really? Jamie tried to fight the harpies with music. ... What are you, mad? I sometimes wonder why half this island hasn't gotten killed yet. Buffy demands new weaponry to deal with the harpy situation. There's plenty to be found throughout the school, from what I can tell. Sam and Dean take off to hunt harpies in the Rocky Bits. I'm starting to feel that most people on this island aren't aware of the phrase 'strength in numbers'.
Minsc: Oh, look, Sir Arthur, here's the bit about you and Sir Merlin in the preserve hunting the teal deer but finding those harpies instead. There looks like there is more, but I think this silly squirrel has gotten crud all over the rest...
Arthur: I don't think these squirrels would know actual intelligence-gathering if it smacked them in the face like yesterday's lettuce.
Minsc: Of course not; if yesterday's lettuce smacked them in the face, Sir Arthur, I imagine they would try to eat it. Sir Chris decided to just stay in today. Sir Chris is a no-funsky. He would rather call his brother to talk about other bad things that aren't harpies, and, like Lady Savannah and Sir Sam earlier, are also not dirty. Also, Lady Summer decides to stay in once Sir Chris tells her about the harpies, so at least now they have company in no-fun-ness.
TOWN
Arthur: And good Sir Minsc on rooftop fair did slay the bloody harpies...
Minsc: And a good many did he so smartly slay, too, if I may say so myself!
Arthur: So he did. *clinking of mugs* Sir Fraser's trust'd pet did fail to yield to harpy's desperate shriek, while in the pool Loki brought water to bear on charging beast, Sir Ronon's mighty gun had earned a mighty... feast. At Turtle & Canary, Amber arm'd with slingshot and bandaid, fought well and fiercely to help defend in Jack's mighty raid.
Abigail Irene did valiant battle with-- Right. ...Liir was bruised but free of poo, Jack Sparrow did a mighty... do, with Taylor Swift summon'd. For brave knights' valor Sir Dale stood up, and bashed a mighty swarm. Warren brought his guns to bear, in pool Lee found no warm... the Arms? No arm. And John.
Minsc: At the mighty Arms Inn, poor Sir Jeff did take a cupboard in protection from the modest hobbies of our harpy houseguests! But, lo! Behold! The bold, brave Lady Turtle adventured through the danger to deliver to her lover his noon-time meal! And poor Sir Toby, at the place of Pixie Dust, who also hid from the terror, but had no charming young lass to deliver his repast, nor did Sir Bender at The Gig. Lady Katina did cleanse herself of harpy grime at Strokes of Genius, and Sir Rusty did hide at MCA...
...Why did I get the notes loaded with cowards? Ah, well! I suppose if we all fought, then there'd be no one to protect! More rum!
Arthur: I think some of them haven't been properly trained. Most of them. I can get behind rum, however. *pouring*
Minsc: Mmmmmmm, rum! And mmmmm training! I need to do more training! To kill and slash and slice open guts! Either way Sir Mohinder did hesitate to venture out into the harpy infestation, but Sir Murdock seemed in a good mood at the lighthouse, all things considered! Lady Naomi did dodge darting droppings from our droll demons, but Sir Jack did still valiantly come to see her. Lady Sarah did arm herself well to defend her shop from the rooftops, while Lady Claire kept Things Reborn clean with the use of many umbrellas. Sir Ben checked on his redhaired employee, feeling a bit disappointed that the attack did put a halt in sales. Lady Ino was also not the happiest flower in the bunch at the armoury and did deny Sir Jack new weapons. Sir Johnny took a well deserved resting nap at Luke's Diner, having ignited a harpy or two.
Arthur: Ben was carried off by a harpy. It lost consciousness. That seems like something of a fall there. Charlotte hid in her cupboard. I suppose that's... sensible. If boring. Cable appears to have traded in his oddly-named partner for a child this week. Did he get married? Don't tell me. I don't think I wish to know. Sir Daisy returned to her homestead to bathe. And more sensible choices were made! Until Mina crash'd her way into, the fair knight's home. *slosh* Sweet mercy, this place is batty.
Minsc: And the fair Lady Penelope is our tavern wench tonight, on this most auspicious day for consuming vast quantities of ale! Noble Sir Hurley did rush to her side to assure the fair maid's safety, but poor Sir Jack is once more out of his luck, as the tavern can only serve his need for ale, and not his need for bathing.
And Lady Martha did feel the great pull of battle but stayed strong to be available at the clinic, which was miraculously quiet, considering the ruckus that was caused.
Arthur: We should be glad for it. The less people running about bleeding on things, the better. There was... a swarm of bats... carrying a woman... in the sky. ...I suppose it's not the maddest thing I've ever heard. But it comes close. Zayne actually has trouble attracting the harpies. I'm not sure what that says about his sense of hygiene. Jaina, fair and strong, takes out a whole lot of the bastards with her lightsaber. I wouldn't have expected any less. On top of the warehouses, Anemone is also seeking battle. And, no doubt, succeeding.
Minsc: And some of the fine knights of Fandom are out protecting their island, as fine knights should! Sir Ray and Sir Daisy appear to make quite a good team in their diligent battle for goodness. Lady Sarah, however, does not seem to appreciate the sarcastic approach they give it as well., but I am sure that my healer housemate Sir Simon appreciates their help in getting him home! I must offer my thanks, as well, good knights, for who will bitch and moan about his clothing not being able to withstand hamster attack, if not Sir Simon? They also escort Lady Dinah to the great Battle of Groovy Tunes, but not before Sir Sokka scolds her for not having her weapon handy in an invasion. Sir Steve did not forget his, however, battling off the harpies with his shiny shield; Sir Sokka approves! Poor Lady Jen took a fall that not even her impressive pink costume could save her from; she tries to convince the Knights that she is a-okay, but they are unconvinced! Also unconvinced is Sir Daisy, who does not think now is the time for Sir Tully to ask her out on a date.
What does she mean? The battlefield is the perfect place! You're bound to get a good strong match that way. Ahhhh. Squirrels! Fetch me more rum! I must drink, for true romance is dead.
Arthur: Funny. I'd say good riddance. But if it's of any comfort, Murdock battled harpies alongside Abby Irene later on.
Minsc: ...That is much better, yes. It's you young people, really. They're of a more proper generation. But, anyway, Sir Daisy does help with diminishing the flock of harpies that Sir Sokka had disabled with his boomerang, and she insists on helping Sir Matt, who appears to be a silly blind bastard.
Arthur: At least he's not a silly dumb bastard. I've met a few too many to count.
Minsc: Ah, but a silly dumb bastard in this case is a silly dead one. Ah, and now we have the great Battle of Groovy Tunes, lead by the intrepid Lady Alice and her vorpal blade! She was joined by Lady Dinah, who did spin CDs liked deadly shiny discs of the nine hells into the hearts of the harpies! Sir Leto did join and help with that as well! Lady Dinah did inquire then if Sir Merlin was familiar with a gun, but, alas! He was not! My honourable radio co-host and very excellent student aide Sir Arthur was debriefed on the situation before heading into the battle, and did not waste precious time in petty bickers with Lady Dinah or idle chit-chat with Sir Leto before directing the action. I compliment your control of the scene, my young TA. Drinks!
Arthur: Thank you. You weren't half-bad yourself, Sir Minsc. Drinks, indeed.
Minsc: Oh! And Sir Reno also complimented Sir Arthur's chainmail. I must admit, it is a rather good piece of work. Good armour is a good thing to have! Another good thing to have is a loyal companion like Sir Merlin to wield a great stick just for you, isn't it, Sir Arthur, hm?
Arthur: ... What are you on about? I knew that last one socked you a bit hard 'round the ears, sir Minsc, but...
Minsc: Just keep reading, Sir Arthur; it will make sense one day when you're older
Arthur: ...I'm old enough, I'd think. On the rooftop of Groovy Tunes, a fine assault was had. Oh, wait, we covered that. Er. On the rooftop of Groovy Tunes, Dean joined Lady Alice in battle. Dinah wishes for a gun. Lord Leto introduced himself while he was fighting. Of course he did. He has that bloody knife... thing. Probably has to keep running all day. Reno claimed it was a bit like a feast. ... This occurred after he walked up the roof. 'Cause he's a sorcerer. He's got magic. Dinah was happy to see him. Of course she was. And Leto grinned at him. Of course he did.
Jack's gun did gleam as he struck the buggers dead, for there was no one allow'd to paint his town red. Or peasant-y. Prince Edward. Chad did join the fray - it seems this place attracts some impudent servants. He worried about Dinah's... weapons. No surprise. Reno complimented his harpy-tossing. And harpies were tossed off the rooftops of Fandom Town... *slosh* And Teddy was having fun.
Minsc: Sir Tony joined the fray with great enthusiasm, which means he jumped right into injury, but he assures Lady Dinah that it is just a flesh wound. Lady Alice assures him, too, that there are plenty of kills to go around, and, indeed! The kills were glorious! As was the assistance of Sir Ronan, making Sir Tony's flesh wound disappear right up! Sir Merlin did take offense to Sir Tony's method of fighting, but I say, a dead harpy is a good harpy, no questions asked! Of course, I'm sure Sir Merlin only wanted the fighters to be more like a certain lord of his close aquaintence.
AHEM.
Arthur: Well, of course he would. Have we met?
Minsc: Lady Éowyn is a fine lass, already bloodied for battle and intrigued by the other methods being used, such as Lady Dinah's flying CDs, and Lady Alice gave her a resounding welcome. When Sir Ronan joined in, he says the Great Battle of Groovy Tunes was almost a walk in the park compared to his battles yesterday. Ah-ha! Excellent! The more buttkicking, the better!
Arthur: If anyone wasn't aware that my manservant is a brainless idiot, he brought a broom to a harpy fight. Tell me, Merlin, did you even take a second to think that through? I doubt it. Reno inquired as to his proficiency with the broom. It's probably roughly the same as his proficiency with any other weapon. Teddy was wobbly. And... had wings. Had wings. Lady Ghanima instructed him not to get killed. Truly sage advice. Next, she suggested blunt weapons to Alice. I haven't seen a good warhammer in a while... but it wouldn't fare as well as a sword against harpies. Toes, on the other hand... Ask Sir Bors about that. Reno... displayed some enthusiasm. My surprise, you can hear it. Dinah also greeted her.
Minsc: The always lovely and efferescent Lady Elizabeth held a Ladies' Sewing Circ--...you know what? That name, it is too long and very inaccurate, besides, since there were gentlemen and space hamsters there as well. I hearby dub it the Stitch'n'Bitch! Because that is what happens. Either way, Lady Inara arrived without shoes and with bloody sheers, while Sir Deadpool and Lady Agnes discuss which contain the greatest intelligence: harpies or models. The gracious host did kindly invite the newbie Lady Liz, before comparing the harpies to a loud shooting party with Lady Lindsay. Sir Ronon wishes to check on Lady Elizabeth, but sticks around for a lesson on making clothes and company. Boo and I made an appearance as well, because it turns out my hamster is quite the stitcher! I got to tell Lady Elizabeth all about it and she was quite enraptured, to be sure! Lady Agnes wishes to freshen up a bit before entering the Stitch'n'Bitch. Lady Elizabeth and Lady Eliza discuss the foul weather in the form of foul harpies invading the skies while poor Lady Harper had to deal with harpies making fun of her clothes! And Sir Reno is probably in a very good place if he wants his jacket patched up!
Arthur: Finally, people sewed. Do I really have to read all of this? I know it's notes, but it's... sewing. Liz did not know how to pick needle nor thread, nor Boo in his hamsterly fury, nor Agnes who just wanted a bit of gossip. Harper made a sweater out of her own hair. Why is this even news, unless we're rounding up the town nutters? At least some ventured outside for proper combat. Deadpool sung songs while slaughtering the beasts. Must've been a brilliant performance. He granted Tyler the use of his gun and spoke of new holidays with Anakin. Some saint named Umbridge? *hic* ...Saint. Brave Ronon charged the creatures with his sword once more, and no doubt killed many. Tyler, Reno and Sir Minsc joined him. Until Sir Minsc ventured out and we killed a whole bunch of the bloody- right.
*door opening*
Arthur: The lines are getting all... blurred. I think we've had our part of notes. Squirrels. Magic. Harpies. Today.
Merlin: That's because you're utterly pissed. I apologize for anything he said, Sir Minsc.
Arthur: You don't get to speak to me like that, Merlin. Especially not in front of the squirrels. *pause* You should polish my chainmail. It's a bit dirty.
Merlin: In the morning, sire.
Arthur: And that best not have been you apologizing for me. ...A broom, Merlin? Really?
Minsc: The question, Sir Arthur, is not on what the weapon was, but did it work?
Merlin: Thank you, Sir Minsc. It's good to know someone has common sense.
Arthur: It's a broom. I'd never take a broom into combat to the death. It's just asking to get skewered by something.
Minsc: Bet it's not the only thing asking to get skewered....
Merlin: Pardon?
Minsc: Oh, nothing, Sir Merlin, just trying to point out to Sir Arthur that he not be so quick to dismiss your handling of a stick.
Arthur: Definitely that last harpy, sir Minsc. I suggest you get yourself checked up by the local physician. Merlin? We're leaving. *chair creaks* It's been an honour.
Minsc: Yes, yes. You two go on and have yourself some much deserved alone time. Boo! Say goodnight to all the fine fighters of our buttkicking island!
*long pause*
Minsc: Very good, Boo!
*click*
Minsc: And don't be stingy, either, my good rodents! A valiant fight calls for rum that flows like the blood of our unfortunate enemies!
Arthur: Unfortunate, and now slain. *sloshing noise* Not a bad day's work.
Minsc: Not bad at all! Glorious fighting! We should do this more often!
Arthur: Perhaps a bit later, sir Minsc.
Minsc: Ah, yes. Your obligation to letter reading. Of course. Radio first, then more battle, good Sir Arthur.
Arthur: That, and my obligation to make sure no one winds up dead. Go on.
SCHOOL
Arthur: Leadership class provided some instruction on diplomacy. *slosh* A study worthy to master. Heroing class was taught by She-Ra today, who had some... insights... on weapons. Sokka wanted to have her sword. No, Sokka. We discussed which weapons were best used against harpies, and the answer would be anything lethal. At the end, She-Ra challenged the Lord Himself by asking Hannibal to be careful. Good luck.
Anthromorphic Anatomy discussed regeneration. I won't even ask. Some minor medicinal skills were taught in order to deal with the staggering human inability to regrow limbs.
Minsc: And at the library of great boring books, Sir Sam fed his crabs. And then Sir Dean came in to feed him and they made buttkicking plans of great goodness!
Arthur: I'll drink to that. *slosh*
Minsc: As will I! There was also a meeting of the Flight Club today, as well! Flying would be very handy in today's battles. But not until after snacks! Lady Agnes was very informative to Sir Gavin, explaining to him what the foul beasts of harpies were, and then they all used the flight sim to shoot down fake enemies, which seems pointless when there were real enemies to be shooting down outside! Sir Anakin with the very good meatballs had plenty of towels about to help with clean-up after the sim, and Lady Tahiri and Sir Ben made a date to fight harpies, and, remember, children, a couple that slays together, stays together! Right, Sir Arthur?
Arthur: Quite...
DORMS
Minsc: The leaders of cheer met today in the gym; I hope they worked on some cheers for our valiant buttkickers! They stretched, because, stretching, you know, is very important. Nothing like your muscle cramping up right when you're about to give a squeaky wheel a kick! Lady Joan had avoided the harpies, although Sir Hannibal had not, having been injured by a rock to the head.
...a rock? That's it?
Arthur: It's Hannibal. I wasn't exactly expecting anything spectacular.
Minsc: Eh, anyway, Lady Savannah and Sir Sam discuss being sore although not from harpy-fighting, but from other things, which I am assured are not dirty. Sir Ronon was there to coach and Sir Jess was there to spectate, as well as talk with Lady Joan about her not seeming a cheerleading type and Lady Brooke about staying in the gym and never coming outside.
...Why, when there is so much buttkicking one could be doing?
Arthur: They were keeping safe. Not every man wants to take up arms. *slosh*
Minsc: Booooooor-riiiiiiing. Anyway, Sir Edward certainly gets the right idea! He is up on the roof, which is a very effective way of hacking and slashing those blasted harpies! Sir Romeo arrives to assist with his gun and discuss with Sir Edward the possible sources of the nefarious evils, as does Lady She-Ra and her flying horsie. Lady Blysse is quite right in that the harpies would not make for good meals, although Sir Edward thinks they might be good enough for peasants.
No, Sir Edward. No.
Arthur: I think some of them may object to that. Nevermind the possible illnesses. Hinata doesn't see harpy battle in the common room, but rather a kitten. To each their own. As she discusses with Mac, this is her way of fighting evil. Safety indoors. My idiot manservant's roommate visited to usurp the kitten for... whatever purpose. Mac then threatened to toss said roommate out of a window. Very smart thinking, considering that the skies were swamped with things looking to kill you.
Lady Blysse was pleased with her catches for the day. She celebrated in good style with a feast of her own. *slosh* Tony
is more than happy to partake of it himself, while Viki takes it on herself to state the blatantly obvious. Good show.
Emmett responds to the harpy attacks by tearing their heads off. Sounds fit for poetry. Ned defends himself with a rolling pin in his room. ...I'm sure that was very effective. Ned.
Ben and Tahiri travel to the preserve to do battle with the harpies, and I hope it was a good hunt. Katchoo and Francine also fight their way through trouble. Really? Jamie tried to fight the harpies with music. ... What are you, mad? I sometimes wonder why half this island hasn't gotten killed yet. Buffy demands new weaponry to deal with the harpy situation. There's plenty to be found throughout the school, from what I can tell. Sam and Dean take off to hunt harpies in the Rocky Bits. I'm starting to feel that most people on this island aren't aware of the phrase 'strength in numbers'.
Minsc: Oh, look, Sir Arthur, here's the bit about you and Sir Merlin in the preserve hunting the teal deer but finding those harpies instead. There looks like there is more, but I think this silly squirrel has gotten crud all over the rest...
Arthur: I don't think these squirrels would know actual intelligence-gathering if it smacked them in the face like yesterday's lettuce.
Minsc: Of course not; if yesterday's lettuce smacked them in the face, Sir Arthur, I imagine they would try to eat it. Sir Chris decided to just stay in today. Sir Chris is a no-funsky. He would rather call his brother to talk about other bad things that aren't harpies, and, like Lady Savannah and Sir Sam earlier, are also not dirty. Also, Lady Summer decides to stay in once Sir Chris tells her about the harpies, so at least now they have company in no-fun-ness.
TOWN
Arthur: And good Sir Minsc on rooftop fair did slay the bloody harpies...
Minsc: And a good many did he so smartly slay, too, if I may say so myself!
Arthur: So he did. *clinking of mugs* Sir Fraser's trust'd pet did fail to yield to harpy's desperate shriek, while in the pool Loki brought water to bear on charging beast, Sir Ronon's mighty gun had earned a mighty... feast. At Turtle & Canary, Amber arm'd with slingshot and bandaid, fought well and fiercely to help defend in Jack's mighty raid.
Abigail Irene did valiant battle with-- Right. ...Liir was bruised but free of poo, Jack Sparrow did a mighty... do, with Taylor Swift summon'd. For brave knights' valor Sir Dale stood up, and bashed a mighty swarm. Warren brought his guns to bear, in pool Lee found no warm... the Arms? No arm. And John.
Minsc: At the mighty Arms Inn, poor Sir Jeff did take a cupboard in protection from the modest hobbies of our harpy houseguests! But, lo! Behold! The bold, brave Lady Turtle adventured through the danger to deliver to her lover his noon-time meal! And poor Sir Toby, at the place of Pixie Dust, who also hid from the terror, but had no charming young lass to deliver his repast, nor did Sir Bender at The Gig. Lady Katina did cleanse herself of harpy grime at Strokes of Genius, and Sir Rusty did hide at MCA...
...Why did I get the notes loaded with cowards? Ah, well! I suppose if we all fought, then there'd be no one to protect! More rum!
Arthur: I think some of them haven't been properly trained. Most of them. I can get behind rum, however. *pouring*
Minsc: Mmmmmmm, rum! And mmmmm training! I need to do more training! To kill and slash and slice open guts! Either way Sir Mohinder did hesitate to venture out into the harpy infestation, but Sir Murdock seemed in a good mood at the lighthouse, all things considered! Lady Naomi did dodge darting droppings from our droll demons, but Sir Jack did still valiantly come to see her. Lady Sarah did arm herself well to defend her shop from the rooftops, while Lady Claire kept Things Reborn clean with the use of many umbrellas. Sir Ben checked on his redhaired employee, feeling a bit disappointed that the attack did put a halt in sales. Lady Ino was also not the happiest flower in the bunch at the armoury and did deny Sir Jack new weapons. Sir Johnny took a well deserved resting nap at Luke's Diner, having ignited a harpy or two.
Arthur: Ben was carried off by a harpy. It lost consciousness. That seems like something of a fall there. Charlotte hid in her cupboard. I suppose that's... sensible. If boring. Cable appears to have traded in his oddly-named partner for a child this week. Did he get married? Don't tell me. I don't think I wish to know. Sir Daisy returned to her homestead to bathe. And more sensible choices were made! Until Mina crash'd her way into, the fair knight's home. *slosh* Sweet mercy, this place is batty.
Minsc: And the fair Lady Penelope is our tavern wench tonight, on this most auspicious day for consuming vast quantities of ale! Noble Sir Hurley did rush to her side to assure the fair maid's safety, but poor Sir Jack is once more out of his luck, as the tavern can only serve his need for ale, and not his need for bathing.
And Lady Martha did feel the great pull of battle but stayed strong to be available at the clinic, which was miraculously quiet, considering the ruckus that was caused.
Arthur: We should be glad for it. The less people running about bleeding on things, the better. There was... a swarm of bats... carrying a woman... in the sky. ...I suppose it's not the maddest thing I've ever heard. But it comes close. Zayne actually has trouble attracting the harpies. I'm not sure what that says about his sense of hygiene. Jaina, fair and strong, takes out a whole lot of the bastards with her lightsaber. I wouldn't have expected any less. On top of the warehouses, Anemone is also seeking battle. And, no doubt, succeeding.
Minsc: And some of the fine knights of Fandom are out protecting their island, as fine knights should! Sir Ray and Sir Daisy appear to make quite a good team in their diligent battle for goodness. Lady Sarah, however, does not seem to appreciate the sarcastic approach they give it as well., but I am sure that my healer housemate Sir Simon appreciates their help in getting him home! I must offer my thanks, as well, good knights, for who will bitch and moan about his clothing not being able to withstand hamster attack, if not Sir Simon? They also escort Lady Dinah to the great Battle of Groovy Tunes, but not before Sir Sokka scolds her for not having her weapon handy in an invasion. Sir Steve did not forget his, however, battling off the harpies with his shiny shield; Sir Sokka approves! Poor Lady Jen took a fall that not even her impressive pink costume could save her from; she tries to convince the Knights that she is a-okay, but they are unconvinced! Also unconvinced is Sir Daisy, who does not think now is the time for Sir Tully to ask her out on a date.
What does she mean? The battlefield is the perfect place! You're bound to get a good strong match that way. Ahhhh. Squirrels! Fetch me more rum! I must drink, for true romance is dead.
Arthur: Funny. I'd say good riddance. But if it's of any comfort, Murdock battled harpies alongside Abby Irene later on.
Minsc: ...That is much better, yes. It's you young people, really. They're of a more proper generation. But, anyway, Sir Daisy does help with diminishing the flock of harpies that Sir Sokka had disabled with his boomerang, and she insists on helping Sir Matt, who appears to be a silly blind bastard.
Arthur: At least he's not a silly dumb bastard. I've met a few too many to count.
Minsc: Ah, but a silly dumb bastard in this case is a silly dead one. Ah, and now we have the great Battle of Groovy Tunes, lead by the intrepid Lady Alice and her vorpal blade! She was joined by Lady Dinah, who did spin CDs liked deadly shiny discs of the nine hells into the hearts of the harpies! Sir Leto did join and help with that as well! Lady Dinah did inquire then if Sir Merlin was familiar with a gun, but, alas! He was not! My honourable radio co-host and very excellent student aide Sir Arthur was debriefed on the situation before heading into the battle, and did not waste precious time in petty bickers with Lady Dinah or idle chit-chat with Sir Leto before directing the action. I compliment your control of the scene, my young TA. Drinks!
Arthur: Thank you. You weren't half-bad yourself, Sir Minsc. Drinks, indeed.
Minsc: Oh! And Sir Reno also complimented Sir Arthur's chainmail. I must admit, it is a rather good piece of work. Good armour is a good thing to have! Another good thing to have is a loyal companion like Sir Merlin to wield a great stick just for you, isn't it, Sir Arthur, hm?
Arthur: ... What are you on about? I knew that last one socked you a bit hard 'round the ears, sir Minsc, but...
Minsc: Just keep reading, Sir Arthur; it will make sense one day when you're older
Arthur: ...I'm old enough, I'd think. On the rooftop of Groovy Tunes, a fine assault was had. Oh, wait, we covered that. Er. On the rooftop of Groovy Tunes, Dean joined Lady Alice in battle. Dinah wishes for a gun. Lord Leto introduced himself while he was fighting. Of course he did. He has that bloody knife... thing. Probably has to keep running all day. Reno claimed it was a bit like a feast. ... This occurred after he walked up the roof. 'Cause he's a sorcerer. He's got magic. Dinah was happy to see him. Of course she was. And Leto grinned at him. Of course he did.
Jack's gun did gleam as he struck the buggers dead, for there was no one allow'd to paint his town red. Or peasant-y. Prince Edward. Chad did join the fray - it seems this place attracts some impudent servants. He worried about Dinah's... weapons. No surprise. Reno complimented his harpy-tossing. And harpies were tossed off the rooftops of Fandom Town... *slosh* And Teddy was having fun.
Minsc: Sir Tony joined the fray with great enthusiasm, which means he jumped right into injury, but he assures Lady Dinah that it is just a flesh wound. Lady Alice assures him, too, that there are plenty of kills to go around, and, indeed! The kills were glorious! As was the assistance of Sir Ronan, making Sir Tony's flesh wound disappear right up! Sir Merlin did take offense to Sir Tony's method of fighting, but I say, a dead harpy is a good harpy, no questions asked! Of course, I'm sure Sir Merlin only wanted the fighters to be more like a certain lord of his close aquaintence.
AHEM.
Arthur: Well, of course he would. Have we met?
Minsc: Lady Éowyn is a fine lass, already bloodied for battle and intrigued by the other methods being used, such as Lady Dinah's flying CDs, and Lady Alice gave her a resounding welcome. When Sir Ronan joined in, he says the Great Battle of Groovy Tunes was almost a walk in the park compared to his battles yesterday. Ah-ha! Excellent! The more buttkicking, the better!
Arthur: If anyone wasn't aware that my manservant is a brainless idiot, he brought a broom to a harpy fight. Tell me, Merlin, did you even take a second to think that through? I doubt it. Reno inquired as to his proficiency with the broom. It's probably roughly the same as his proficiency with any other weapon. Teddy was wobbly. And... had wings. Had wings. Lady Ghanima instructed him not to get killed. Truly sage advice. Next, she suggested blunt weapons to Alice. I haven't seen a good warhammer in a while... but it wouldn't fare as well as a sword against harpies. Toes, on the other hand... Ask Sir Bors about that. Reno... displayed some enthusiasm. My surprise, you can hear it. Dinah also greeted her.
Minsc: The always lovely and efferescent Lady Elizabeth held a Ladies' Sewing Circ--...you know what? That name, it is too long and very inaccurate, besides, since there were gentlemen and space hamsters there as well. I hearby dub it the Stitch'n'Bitch! Because that is what happens. Either way, Lady Inara arrived without shoes and with bloody sheers, while Sir Deadpool and Lady Agnes discuss which contain the greatest intelligence: harpies or models. The gracious host did kindly invite the newbie Lady Liz, before comparing the harpies to a loud shooting party with Lady Lindsay. Sir Ronon wishes to check on Lady Elizabeth, but sticks around for a lesson on making clothes and company. Boo and I made an appearance as well, because it turns out my hamster is quite the stitcher! I got to tell Lady Elizabeth all about it and she was quite enraptured, to be sure! Lady Agnes wishes to freshen up a bit before entering the Stitch'n'Bitch. Lady Elizabeth and Lady Eliza discuss the foul weather in the form of foul harpies invading the skies while poor Lady Harper had to deal with harpies making fun of her clothes! And Sir Reno is probably in a very good place if he wants his jacket patched up!
Arthur: Finally, people sewed. Do I really have to read all of this? I know it's notes, but it's... sewing. Liz did not know how to pick needle nor thread, nor Boo in his hamsterly fury, nor Agnes who just wanted a bit of gossip. Harper made a sweater out of her own hair. Why is this even news, unless we're rounding up the town nutters? At least some ventured outside for proper combat. Deadpool sung songs while slaughtering the beasts. Must've been a brilliant performance. He granted Tyler the use of his gun and spoke of new holidays with Anakin. Some saint named Umbridge? *hic* ...Saint. Brave Ronon charged the creatures with his sword once more, and no doubt killed many. Tyler, Reno and Sir Minsc joined him. Until Sir Minsc ventured out and we killed a whole bunch of the bloody- right.
*door opening*
Arthur: The lines are getting all... blurred. I think we've had our part of notes. Squirrels. Magic. Harpies. Today.
Merlin: That's because you're utterly pissed. I apologize for anything he said, Sir Minsc.
Arthur: You don't get to speak to me like that, Merlin. Especially not in front of the squirrels. *pause* You should polish my chainmail. It's a bit dirty.
Merlin: In the morning, sire.
Arthur: And that best not have been you apologizing for me. ...A broom, Merlin? Really?
Minsc: The question, Sir Arthur, is not on what the weapon was, but did it work?
Merlin: Thank you, Sir Minsc. It's good to know someone has common sense.
Arthur: It's a broom. I'd never take a broom into combat to the death. It's just asking to get skewered by something.
Minsc: Bet it's not the only thing asking to get skewered....
Merlin: Pardon?
Minsc: Oh, nothing, Sir Merlin, just trying to point out to Sir Arthur that he not be so quick to dismiss your handling of a stick.
Arthur: Definitely that last harpy, sir Minsc. I suggest you get yourself checked up by the local physician. Merlin? We're leaving. *chair creaks* It's been an honour.
Minsc: Yes, yes. You two go on and have yourself some much deserved alone time. Boo! Say goodnight to all the fine fighters of our buttkicking island!
*long pause*
Minsc: Very good, Boo!
*click*
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"And harpies were tossed off the rooftops of Fandom Town...."
[ooc: you're both geniuses. HEEEE.]
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"He thinks I'm a sorcerer?"
Blink. Blink.
"Cool!"
[OOC: THAT was a thing of beauty!]
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