Texas O'Malley's BBQ and Beer : News discussions

[Hercules]

No sooner had the Stranger left in the manner in which he came than other Captain's joined the upstairs gathering. Talk turned again to plotting and drinking and wenching. And the captain's marvelled in all the detail at the Cuspidore's smoke ring trick and Baretta's skill.

None of your for'gn gorillas could do that.

The concertina played and the 'hang 'm from the yardarm....' drifted round the saloon.

'nother keg up here' yelled Calico 'and some more them Scuban xenoceegars' .

Then unbelievably a cold chill mist slip't thru the same swing doors and the moonlight faded to a whisper of light.

It was another Stranger, known to some of the Cap'ns, but from Foreign parts and not often seen round the bars of the waterfront.

For those who recognised him, he was well known for wearing a mask, his dogged manner and his slope roofed transport and coarse speech . Beside him, the Cap'ns recognised a local builder, from out of town, known to some as 'the Prof',

The saloon relaxed. 'It wasn't the others....'

But no sooner had it done so, than an ancient bottle (later determined as of early Greek origin), spun across the floor and stopped at the boots of Cap'n Hercules who had come down t' staircase to chat about his parrot problem.
And to talk of lace garment purchases.

Looking up from the spinning bottle to the swinging doors he saw a disappearing pair of heels and heard raucous laughing.

Calico picked up the bottle and with another tankard of xenorum returned to the table upstairs.

'Here look at this'. There was a parchment note protruding from the mouth of the bottle.

They hunched round to look at what might be a treasure map.

In the middle of the treasure island map where there should have been an X


Was the word ' SUCKERS'.

A flock of parrots whooosed out the door.

[Atlantian]

((Thats cold... Oh well. guess this is going to require a little more seriousness. Can't now though... Maybe after class I will place my better entrence now that this thread is alive again.))

[Googlie]

........... A flock of parrots whooosed out the door..............

and almost undetected, a single parrot snuck in and cicled the bar lazily before settling on a rafter near the cieling.

Almost undetected, because nothing, but nothing, escaped the eagle eye of the Cuspidore. One-eyed maybe, with that sinister patch over the other, but that was more than offset by his good one.

"Well, mateys - yon's a funny lookin' bird, if I may say so," he grunted, waving an arm at the rafter on which sat the object of his attention, head cocked to one side as if listening.

Cap'n Herc chimed in:

"Don't look like one of ours. I wunner if its indijinus to this 'ere planet?"

We'll see" muttered the Cuspidore, in one fluid motion flicking his wrist and sending his dirk unerringly towards the bird.

CLANG

"Ow," yelled Cap'n FlameFlash as the ricochetting dagger almost impaled his hand to the table, as it bounced off the wing of the bird.

"AWWWWWK"

screeched the bird as it took off for a far recess on the rafters close by the roof.

"Harrumph" grunted the Cuspidore, slinging his feet off the bench and laboring to stand. "We'll soon get to the bottom of this"

Lumbering over to a wall he yanked down one of the "atmosphere pieces" - an old tightly knotted fishing net, and in a deft motion that betrayed his old earth lander maritime status, launched it at the bird, neatly snaring it and dragging it down to the table even as it fought furiously to cut the cords and escape.

"Well lookee here," muttered the newly arrived Cap'n Hobbes. "I remember seeing a picture of one o' them things in a fancy magazine that blew onto the deck a while back."

The Cuspidore was examining the catch carefully, as the snared bird watched through baleful eyes. He stroked the metallic-looking feathers of the crest with his dirk, and was surprised to suddely hear a sproingggg and see one eye dislodge and dangle uselessly supported by a gaggle of wiring.

"Well blow me over with a sealurk's fart," he exclaimed. "It's a bleedin' cyberparrot. A little something else from our old friends. Them's not eyes, they're cameras. And that crest - I thought it felt funny - it's a bleedin' antenna."

He scratched his beard contemplatively as he wondered just how much of the material on the table had been photographed and transmitted.

Meanwhile the Cap'ns examined the now docile bird with interest.

[johndmuller]

"Well, Shivver me Timbers!" exclaimed Cap't Maki, "Things are gettin' a bit eerie in this pub; must be time ta git back to the deep blue."

"When that Wirehead went 'Awwkkk'," adds Maki, deftly spearing a ripe papaya from a passing waiter's tray with her long steely blue rapier, "I thought I seen the end of the world flashing in front of my eyes, and some kind of underground warren full of bees going by and then another one - with a different kind of bees - really weird *&*^!. Hey Boy, over hear with that hookah!, time to light up".

[Hercules]

As most of you know there is a General Tacticus thread in the ACDG forum regarding the progress of the war between Peace and Cyb**gers.

The CyB**gers have used it as an opportunity for further goading. And others have had fun too.

Anyhow I thought it might be a fun idea to write some anti war stuff from the point of view of a child pirate looking out from the beach on HMB towards the distant sounds of the far off war in the east and the sky lit with search lights flak and blasts (usual movie stuff). The format would be perhaps a conversation mostly between the child and his/her 'mother/ older sister, and others on the beach watching the sky.

Heart rendering stuff: fathers and friends on far flung shores trying to defend democracy against half human cyborgs.

Anyone interested in having a go.

It doesn't have to be one post. In fact it would be better if it was a series of short scenes following after each other. A sort of mini anti war campaign.

The overall tone should be tearful.

'Why are they doing this to us mummy'?

[Gert]

First I'd like to say hullo everyone!
I'm a new arrival to PEACE (more is in the rec commons thread)

Could someone fill me in on the details of the war? I've been trying to read up, but I have the idea a lot of information is missing..
What I understand is there was a pact with the CyCon, then there wasn't and CyCon double-crossed PEACE on a tech trade around 2140. Then about 2150 they jumped on us by taking Alexandria and declared war. And they're actually using the tech we gave (doc:initiative)

Since then 3(?) bases have been taken including the HQ?

I'd also like some accurate information on skirmishes etc (units involved, the year) so maybe I'll get around to that PR thing Hercules suggested

[Hercules]

Welcome Agian Gert:

You've got the summary accurately enough. I have asked Maki to help with some of that detail but also if you haven't done so, look at the 41-60 report thread.

Foolish_Icarus may also help.

I'll also send you the mid 2150 and mid 2151 turns.

Were you able to open the end turn I sent you?

[Gert]

Yes it opened OK

I've read most of the first page of the 41-60 thread but it was taking a bit long IMO so I took the date from the declaration of war post and went looking for that date in the thread so I ended up reading everything from p. 4 onwards I believe... Most things I could figure out from there

Oh and there was mention of the PUT possibly siding with PEACE, I guess that didn't come through?

[Hercules]

Re PUt. No it didn't but we're still pacted.

The other important thread is the combined diplomatic thread. All our important recent contact and response is included in there.

[Gert]

I just read most of the diplomacy thread... Such intrigue!

So basically what everyone is saying is PEACE is on its own in this one. You might expect a bit more bravery / loyalty from the other factions...

[Hercules]

Well we hope the Hive will deliver something helpful soon, like HEC and maybe Doc: Loyalty.