part 11 of the China Pearl Inn

"My travels have taken me away from lit for the most part. Got burned a bunch by other writers so I basically walked away. Spending my time like I normally do... working, gardening, and living my life...." I take a sip and smile, "I still see some of my handiwork" I point to the shut down secret entrance to the mad scientist lab which is securely locked up.
 
"Well... Irish of course. Don't want that other swill..." I say with a chuckle. I glance around the room and say, "Kind of quiet. Oh... I have been here before... been years ago though... I was the mad scientist from long ago...."
"I knew a mad scientist once... had the craziest guns that could shrink you or make you large", Taps her chin with a finger and then shook her head," or was that a pill, Cause the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all." Laughing softly she plops onto the left-in-the-corner bean bag chair and blows a kiss to CG," hey handsome."
 
"This is truly kismet," Tio declares as he turns from his wing chair by the window, a tumbler of Red Breast in hand. "It seems fate has brought me to Destiny once more."

"How goes it, Fair Sailor," he greets the new arrival cheerfully. "And when will you be weighing anchor again in search of some serendipitous landing? I trust you'll be with us at least as long to share a drop of the creature, ma chroi."

"Or shall I sit on the table and feign to be a cookie with 'Eat Me' emblazoned on its dorsal side?" he adds as an afterthought.
 
"This is truly kismet," Tio declares as he turns from his wing chair by the window, a tumbler of Red Breast in hand. "It seems fate has brought me to Destiny once more."

To Destiny it might be, but who is to say weather like Fate she is glimpsed or watched? A mere thought to be wondered upon
"How goes it, Fair Sailor," he greets the new arrival cheerfully. "And when will you be weighing anchor again in search of some serendipitous landing? I trust you'll be with us at least as long to share a drop of the creature, ma chroi."
the winds are rough and the sea is not calm. I find the way fraught with dangers untold and strangers with malice of forethought upon their brows. But like any good Captain I will find my way to that far glimpsed shore that beckons the eye and warms the soul.


"Or shall I sit on the table and feign to be a cookie with 'Eat Me' emblazoned on its dorsal side?" he adds as an afterthought.
*smirks slightly and she shook her head* Alice I am not random eating of objects could get a girl in trouble.
 
"I knew a mad scientist once... had the craziest guns that could shrink you or make you large", Taps her chin with a finger and then shook her head," or was that a pill, Cause the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all." Laughing softly she plops onto the left-in-the-corner bean bag chair and blows a kiss to CG," hey handsome."
Looks over from the bar, "Yep... well pretty sure DW filled my entire lab in with concrete so I can't go back down there again. It's probably for the best though... I was hired to drive a famous vehicle around.... the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile."
 
Looks over from the bar, "Yep... well pretty sure DW filled my entire lab in with concrete so I can't go back down there again. It's probably for the best though... I was hired to drive a famous vehicle around.... the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile."
*snickers from the ether*

You deserved it, you ol' coot.
 
Looks over from the bar, "Yep... well pretty sure DW filled my entire lab in with concrete so I can't go back down there again. It's probably for the best though... I was hired to drive a famous vehicle around.... the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile."
"I am sure your endeavors to drive such an iconic vehicle has nothing to do with your lack of.... personality." Yawning and stretching in her bean bag she smiles sweetly. "Good morning everyone, I hope the weekend was good for Al you lurkers and watchers alike."
 
Well... I did have some help... a certain pirate I know holding her Cutless to the throats of my competitors... They decided it was in their better interest at that point to stop competing.

The fun thing is now... is that with my new ride, I tweaked it to make it more fun to ride. First, I attached a few Trebuchets onto either side of them... that launched my weiners at near sub sonic speeds right down the throats of my unaware fans. Nothing more satisfying than watching the fans swallow my meat that way. They seem to be particularly pleased with that addition... especially the ladies... but... the condiment dispenser still isn't quite right... as they tend to miss the mouth and cover their faces in condiments.
 
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The person quietly comes in from the garden gate to the courtyard and in through the kitchen door, avoiding the chef while finding the coffee pot. Jack pours a large coffee and puts a large donut on a plate, and heads out to the dining area. After clearing some of the dust off his train set, Jack sits down with a sigh and flips several switches, and the rails and town come to life, complete with lights and music. He sits back and enjoys watching his train as he takes in the room, sipping his coffee.
 
The person quietly comes in from the garden gate to the courtyard and in through the kitchen door, avoiding the chef while finding the coffee pot. Jack pours a large coffee and puts a large donut on a plate, and heads out to the dining area. After clearing some of the dust off his train set, Jack sits down with a sigh and flips several switches, and the rails and town come to life, complete with lights and music. He sits back and enjoys watching his train as he takes in the room, sipping his coffee.
Looks nervously over at the train set... and says, "Umm... might want to check the caboose of that red one there... I turbocharged it.... it is likely to fly off your train set than stay on the tracks. Nice to meet ya!"
 
You know how long it took me to get all my thingamabobs, doohickeys, and whatchamacallits? It took me months at auction to collect them all...
Yeah, yeah, yeah... why don't you just jump in your little green car and ryun down to the local auction house and just start collecting again? And so long as you mind your p's and q's I won't have to fill up your lab with cement again.

Of course, I have other ways... like.. traps and bombs.

*ahem* If y'all will excuse me, I have some writing to do now.

*vanishes again* From somewhere in the ether:

Dammit! Where did my panties go?
 
Looks nervously over at the train set... and says, "Umm... might want to check the caboose of that red one there... I turbocharged it.... it is likely to fly off your train set than stay on the tracks. Nice to meet ya!"
Watch out for him Jack. He likes to fiddle with things.
 
Attempting to hide the aforementioned cutlass behind the bean bag, it clatters to the floor with a resounding clang. With a slight shrug of the shoulders and a well balanced shift she picks the sword back up and places it against on the nearby table. " I swear I wasn't doing anything with it, it was just there lying against that man's throat. I had to save him I told you that. He was about to be attacked by that hing it does have a life of it's own ya know." Settling back in the bean bag chair she once more snuggle in and shifts her hips to wiggle in deeper. " One of the days Red, someone is going to believe you that I am devious instead of a delightfully artistic wench. "
 
No one believes Red, Destiny and Hi. How's your day unfolding for you?
Hey DW, I would say life is but a dream and the nightmares are following more closely then not. But then I would be lying and I actually live in the matrix, and the programs are glitching. How about you?
 
Meh, got to watch out for those matrixes. They're tricksy bastards. Things on my side of the world are holding together. Now, if we could only get rid of the smoke invasion from other places.
 
Well, we've dispatched all our Dalmatians and Border Collies to try to herd that smoke and keep it north of the border, but you know how it is with smoke - "whichever way the wind blows." I don't think we can get our Liberal-Communist PM to call out the Canadian Military to round up all those homeless whisps and send them packing.
 
Well, we've dispatched all our Dalmatians and Border Collies to try to herd that smoke and keep it north of the border, but you know how it is with smoke - "whichever way the wind blows." I don't think we can get our Liberal-Communist PM to call out the Canadian Military to round up all those homeless whisps and send them packing.
Never send in a Dalmatian or a Border Collie to do a Sheltie's work. LOL.
 
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