House Tyrell Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Tyrells are sneaky. Look at the Queen of Thorns, for example.Your answer fails. Try again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Velaryon Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Oh sheesh - Piper is already drunk and he's not sharing! Boo Piper! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Redfort Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 No such thing. Wales does not exist. Fear the New Zealanders.Some sort of aquatic mammal I believe.I was out on a Sunday afternoon shindig when I met this quite remarkable man. He was one of those men who just seem hewn rather than bairn, but his countenance was a permanent shadow. He was a ship's captain, and he had been hunting some great dirty whale for years. I pointed out to him the futility of the exercise, but he would not listen to me. There's none so deaf as those who refuse to listen, y'know. I wonder what ever became of him... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Stokeworth Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Your answer fails. Try again.:lol: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Magic Mirror Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 You know what would be good - Venison stuffed with lamb. I think Arryn is some sort of bird, so we could stuff that inside the lamb. I don't suppose we have any cows or camels in this game? If not we can always stuff all these inside a dragon. :unsure: This all reminds me of the time that I was once on holiday somewhere on the Iberian peninsula. I was, as is customary, rip-roaring drunk, and I somehow managed to lose my bearings horribly. Needless to say, my innate sense of direction was working perfectly, it was just that my legs refused to carry me in the right direction. Sometimes legs can be beastly. As I was saying, I was wandering, basically trollied, among these wispy hills which only had that coarse sort of brown grass on them. I needed a bit of a slash, so I slipped behind this bush. As I was marking my territory, a man appeared over the hill, and with him a lamb, tied to a bit of string. I stopped in mid flow and listened, and this chappy suddenly pulls out this portable altar. The clouds opened in a very restrained way, not at all showy, and the lamb was beamed up to the sky. The man then spoke some unintelligible words, in what sounded like a dialect of Esparanto. He too was then beamed up. As they were now gone, I resumed the previous flow. To my utter surprise, the bush burst into flame, and I had to use natural waters to quench the fire.Are you sure that was alcohol you were drinking?Have to leave now. :( Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Connington Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 The clouds opened in a very restrained way, not at all showy, and the lamb was beamed up to the sky.Symp clue to Stokeworth. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Redfort Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Symp clue to Stokeworth.We're busted. Sorry Stokeworth. We had a good run as long as it lasted though. See you on the other side. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Velaryon Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Oooooohhh, I'm good. :smoking: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Corbray Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Symp clue to Stokeworth.Wow, you seem to find symp clues everywhere. :rolleyes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Mooton Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Are you sure that was alcohol you were drinking?Have to leave now. :(I've heard you can still find real absinth in some Spanish cottages. ;) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Redfort Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Wow, you seem to find symp clues everywhere. :rolleyes:Reminds me of the time I was wondering around a small town in Germany. I don't know if it was because I was dressed in odd garb or because I had drunk enough to poison a small blue whale, but I became convinced that there were these rats around everywhere I looked. Some official looking chappy then sidled up to me and offered me a few bob to leave the place, not too sure why, maybe I looked a bit scruffy. So I took my leave. I then came upon a dilemma. I'd left without getting the money. So now I was in a rum situation make no mistake. If I went back, I would be reneging on the deal. but if I didn't go back, I wouldn't get my money, and I was running a little low on liquor. So, obviously I went back. He wasn't happy to see me, but I spoke my mind, although I'm not sure he understood, what with me speaking only 14th century German and all. But he doesn't give me the money. So I'm immensely irritated here, and I hate being irritated when I could be getting irrigated instead. I went and found an illegal cider making operation, and drank to my liver's content. I don't remember what happened next, but I do remember a strange procession of children following me around before I passed out for the final time. I wonder what ever became of them... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Ashford Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Wow, you seem to find symp clues everywhere. :rolleyes:Translation: "Wow, my master is so cool!"€5 says Tyrell is symping Plumm. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Corbray Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Translation: "Wow, my master is so cool!"€5 says Tyrell is symping Plumm.Cool, I just made five...pounds? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Redfort Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 Translation: "Wow, my master is so cool!"€5 says Tyrell is symping Plumm.What's that in real money? :rolleyes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Redfort Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 I must off to sleep.I choose to leave you with some words I composed in my sleep, after I partook rather too deeply in the pagan cheese rituals of the Cheddar Gorges.Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality, And dreams in their development have breath, And tears and tortures, and the touch of joy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Ashford Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 The euro is real money.They have it in Ireland, France and Italy... The homes of a good stew, a glass of grey goose vodka and a nice icecream desert. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Corbray Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 The euro is real money.They have it in Ireland, France and Italy... The homes of a good stew, a glass of grey goose vodka and a nice icecream desert.Bloody eurocommies... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Targaryen Posted August 31, 2009 Author Share Posted August 31, 2009 It is day 1.15 players remain: Arryn, Baratheon, Cerwyn, Dondarrion, Greyjoy, Kettleblack, Lannister, Martell, Piper, Plumm, Reyne, Stokeworth, Stonetree, Tully, Tyrell.8 votes are needed for a conviction or to go to night.1 vote for Greyjoy ( Stonetree)1 vote for Lannister ( Martell)1 vote for Martell ( Greyjoy)1 vote for Piper ( Baratheon)1 vote for Stokeworth ( Plumm)1 vote for Stonetree ( Arryn)1 vote for Tyrell ( Piper)8 players have not voted: Cerwyn, Dondarrion, Kettleblack, Lannister, Reyne, Stokeworth, Tully, Tyrell.Mentatmod is off to bed, but Katmod and Lanymod watch over you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Wythers Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 I AM HOUSE TULLY AND THIS IS MY CASTLE. I DEMAND THAT I WILL DECIDE WHO I LYNCH. AND IT IS ONLY ME WHO LYNCHES. YOU ARE ONLY EXTRAS, THROWN INTO A SENSELESS AND GRUESOME GAME IN WHICH ONLY THE VOICE OF HOUSE TULLY IS MEANINGFUL. READ MY LIPS AND SURVIVE.Sooo..........whaddayathink? :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
House Ashford Posted August 31, 2009 Share Posted August 31, 2009 I AM HOUSE TULLY AND THIS IS MY CASTLE. I DEMAND THAT I WILL DECIDE WHO I LYNCH. AND IT IS ONLY ME WHO LYNCHES. YOU ARE ONLY EXTRAS, THROWN INTO A SENSELESS AND GRUESOME GAME IN WHICH ONLY THE VOICE OF HOUSE TULLY IS MEANINGFUL. READ MY LIPS AND SURVIVE.Sooo..........whaddayathink? :)I think Tully needs a reality check. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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