Some of the gnomes came up to the
forumites, holding backpacks and notebooks. "We found
these in one of the closets," said one of the
gnomes. "Well, it's good to hear that these are still
in one piece!" said FM as he took his backpack. "I
hope no one read my journal," said Dr Warrell. "Why?
Just about the whole world knows about your crush on
Veronica," said Grassie. Dr Warrell blushed
profusely. "Ahh... he has a lady friend?" asked
Grub. "A wanna-be lady friend..." Speedy said as she
winked. "We have this thing in our world that helps
us attract women gnomes. It's a combination of some of
the local plant life and water... hang on, I'll get you
a bottle," Grub said as he ran off. "Hrm... a
cologne?" asked Dr Warrell. "Who knows. If anything
it better be better than some of that fancy stuff
Veronica is probably used to," said Grassie. Grub
came back holding a small deep blue vial. "Apply a
drop to your hair and the ladies will come running!"
said Grub as he winked. "And hopefully not run away,"
Speedy muttered. "Anyways, I think it's time for us
to return home," said Merlin. "Umm... actually, I was
wondering... do you mind if we kept a link open between
our worlds? So we can visit you all some time and
possibly for trade purposes?" asked Grub. "I don't
see why not," said FM. "If you're willing to accept
us into your world, we will accept you into ours," said
Speedy. "A thousand thanks!" said Grub with a smile.
"And another thousand for helping us regain our
world," "Don't worry about it," said Merlin as he
blushed a little. "Thanks for helping us out too,"
said Dr Warrell. "Your welcome," "Well, we must
go... thanks again!" said Speedy as she pulled out the
book to the Institution.
Five minutes later,
three humans, a ferret, and a blue stork linked into the
Institution. "Wow, it feels good to be home," said
FM. "You can say that again," said Grassie. "Wow,
it feels good to be home," said FM again. "I didn't
mean literally," said Grassie. "Ok, now time to find
the professor!" said Speedy.
"Why does my head seem to be a missile
testing area?" groans Merlin.
"Sorry about the
that Mysti," says Elkae.
"No, I'm not Mysti. I am
Merlin." answers he.
"Oh, I have heard a lot
about you, nice to meet you," says
Elkae.
"Likewise," says Merlin. "Do you know
where the Professor
is?"
_____________________________ Proud
Member Researcher/Adventurer for the Institute for
Advaced Explorations of Myst Worlds NICE
(Numbingly Interested and Curious Explorer)
Right: I knew we were posting in the
wrong thread!
Left: Well, why didn't you say
so?
Right: Aw, you would have lost your head
again, like in Gahreesen.
After finishing his
meals, albeit without any acorn mead, Quahog walked
inconspicuously towards the McDonalds restrooms, and
entered the men's room. After thoroughly locking the
door, he flushed the toilet one, two, three times,
paused, then flushed it twice again. As if by magic, a
Nexus book apeared, hovering over the toilet bowl.
Quahog quickly linked to his Nexus, turned on the
Terminal, and linked directly to the I. N. S. A. N. E.
group meeting.
He watched as Merlin and Elkae
cautiously approached where Prof. T was
sleeping.
Dr Warrell stares at the new two-headed
person standing in front of him. "What the..." he
muttered. Speedy poked him, hoping he would quiet
down. He did. Speedy walked up to the double-headed
person and tapped his shoulder. One of the heads turned
around. "Yes?" it asked. The body then turned itself
around, so both heads were looking at Speedy. "Hi,
are you new here? I'm Speedyserd, while this is Dr
Warrell. We just came back from an adventure in
Negilahn," Speedy said.
Left gave her a
funny look, but stayed his hand. Right wasn't at all
sure he wanted to be a part of this, being new and
all.
"Just the whiskers.
On the right side. No, wait. I can't let you do this.
Let me think," said Elkae. She was in a very ornery
mood. She'd think of something. She always
does.
Proud
Member ~~~~~~~~~ There's no place like home (except the Institution) ~~~~~~~~~
[This
message was edited by Elkae on Sun May 16 2004 at 09:38
PM.]
Kestryll heads over to the Eggroom
for a late night snack and hears some noise from
Thietris' office. He decides to be nosy and pokes his
head in. Seeing Elkae Speedy and the new two-headed guy
clustered around the Prof's drawer he sneaks in and
pokes his head over Elkae's shoulder.
Hi?
Whatcha doin'?
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Kest replies, "The one your holding in
your left hand, um, er, Right..."
Quahog hides
the razor behind his back.
"Too late, I've
already seen it."
"It was Elkae's idea."
muttered, M.
"Snitch!"
"Alright,
alright... You were going to shave him while he slept,
weren't you?" Kest eyes them all, then grins. "Well, if
you're going to do it, get on with it, and you might as
well go for the full baldy, eh?"
Elkae still
looks unsure.
"Look, see my beard? I shaved this
morning and look at how much has already grown in. He'll
be back to normal within a week, two tops."
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Who is Veronica Fairchild, Really,
continued Previously here and here
Chuckles58 has been
busy researching the part of Ae'gura that was the scene
of the picture in Veronica's photo. Hoping to uncover
some clue as to the nature of her parents' visit to the
area near the docks.
He located a sketch of the general area, and took a
snapshot from the last landing of the
Great Stairs before the Ferry Terminal.
I'd
say that has always looked like a lighthouse down there
by the docks. Not sure why though.
Now this is
the MYSTery. Based on my research, here,
it is thought that the modern discovery of the cavern by
the surface world was in 1987, and the DRC wasn't formed
until 1997. For that picture to have been Veronica and
her parents, either she is very young, or somebody was
in Ae'gura prior to 1987. ---------------------------- Master
of Manipulating Stories (MOMS) Director of
Redirecting Kinesis (DORK) Admirer of Professor
Theitris "Archiving Literature of Various Imbecilic
Nincompoops" (ALVIN)
[This message was edited by
Chuckles58 on Sun May 16 2004 at 10:11 PM.]
Kestryll links out and is back a
moment later with Quahog in tow.
Found him.
Now just stand there for a few and try to look pretty,
kay, Quahog?
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Elkae Dr. Elkae Knutsson, Dir., Dept. of
Stymied Peregrinations & Asinine Mischief, Inst. of Advanced
Exploration of Myst Worlds
posted
“Maybe we could just put shaving cream
on his tail. That’s funny,” said Elkae.
“Aw come
on,” said Kestryll. “Loosen up, Elkae. You’re always so
serious!”
“Do it,” said Cordie will a grin as she
emerged from the Professor’s closet.
“He’ll thank
you for it later,” said Speedy. “The new fur will grow
in softer and smoother.”
“And what makes YOU an
expert on shaving?” said M.
Speedy’s feathers
ruffled slightly. “And I suppose YOU are some
expert?”
Kestryll links in with an armload of
Quahog, both heads arguing with Kestryll and with each
other. “I’m tired,” said Right. “You made me go to bed
early last night,” said Left. “Shut up,” said Kestryll.
“Make me,” said Right.
“Okay, okay, okay.
Enough.” Elkae looks at Kestryll, waiting for his
approval.
Proud
Member ~~~~~~~~~ There's no place like home (except the Institution) ~~~~~~~~~
He pulls out
a roll of Duct Tape and threatens to slap a piece over
Right's mouth.
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
[This message was edited by Kestryll
on Sun May 16 2004 at 10:33 PM.]
Experimental Program 1
Elkae accidentally hears what RW
said.
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M, did you bring the
shaving cream?
