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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two
« Reply #45 on: May 31, 2012, 08:15:42 am »

Help Sheb specifically find something for ammo.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two
« Reply #46 on: May 31, 2012, 05:53:58 pm »

Full of fear and worry, he darts around the area, hearing request for ammo for a Catapult of all things he begins to look for something, anything, that could be of use...
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two
« Reply #47 on: June 01, 2012, 10:46:54 am »

"Defend yourself, brethren! My white speedo of purity will save me from the dog so I may assist you another day!"

Guineass holds his WHITE SPEEDO OF PURITY up high, displaying it to the dog in an attempt to pacify him!
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Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #48 on: June 05, 2012, 03:05:20 pm »

Week Two

Excerpt from the Ballad of the Accursed Dog-Tamer (late 20th century, anon.)

"A dog! Good God, and my Speedo all but out,"
Valiant Sheb McSheb did scream and shout.
"No way can we be helped by Speedomancy,
Let us pray that another passing dish takes his fancy."

But no! And lo! For McSheb was struck
By a wondrous idea, "No, we are not stuck!
The elastic is strong in this one," he said
"We'll Speedo-pult this fiend till he's dead!"

"We need to find some kind of support,
We'll be the first guinea pigs to make dog-slaying a sport!"
Bohdan, next, turned to the crowd, "Well then.
If I'm not mistaken we're in trouble again."

"Did anyone think to bring a weapon of war?
Our planning thus far has been remarkably poor.
If no one else has the slightest idea,
Then I suggest we build Sheb's Speedo-pult here."

Bohdan pointed to the floor, arms described his burrow,
But as he stared at the spot his brow did furrow.
"I say! Blast! No ammunition, not a stone, not a round!
I fear our blood is destined to run on this ground."

Scurryshy saw him beginning to doubt and to mope,
"Take heart, O Bohdan, you're a marvellous bloke!
If we work all together, we'll get out in a stroke!
If we all stick together then we'll easily cope!"

Scurryshy looked for a strut to hold up the cord,
But found very little, for he was easily bored.
Cutey sniffed all over the busy construction site,
Trying to sniff the Speedo when the moment was right.

He awaited the second when no one did watch,
And dashed right up, and sniffed the crotch!
Tiko yelled "No! God, lads, let's have him whipped!"
But in his fury poor Tiko he tripped.

He had rushed all about when he heard the request,
For catapult ammo, of all things, whatever next?
But instead when he reached the nascent catapult,
He saw Cutey sniffing the abhorrent object of his cult!

Sniffing and rubbing and trying to hammock himself in,
And that's when Tiko yelled out his terrible din.
In his anger he tripped, fell into the catapult bucket,
And that's where he was when Sheb cried, "Let's chuck it!"

Tiko had found ammo! In the most selfless way!
As he flew through the air at about 11 that day.
He spiralled, he span, he thrust out his paw!
He flew forth to vanquish that son of a whore!

Yea, for accidentally Tiko was flung,
More efficiently, more thoroughly, than a muckspreader flings dung.
Worrisome of mind and clumsy of toes,
He violently punctured that damnable dog's nose!

The dog then, in anger, screamed and fled!
Until several feet later his feet did tread,
Upon Brave Guineass the Guinea Pig Record-Keeper,
Who so very nearly was dead.

"Defend yourself, brethren!" he heroically cried,
As he thought back to the guinea pig heroes who'd died,
The heroes of yore who'd become guinea pig lore,
He needed to think of something quick, before

The dog did him in, and ate his shin – or something else,
Guineass didn't want to know where the dog might begin,
"I shall live to assist and judge you another day!"
Guineass said, as a terrible idea formed in his head.

The foul dog, so sorrowfully shocked and despondent,
Was not expecting such a fearsome combatant,
When he turned to run he did not expect to see,
Guineass bearing the White Speedo of Purity!

Whilst the dog was blinded, Guineass struck,
"Come on you bastard! Come on you €%*@!"
He kicked him and punched him and bit out his liver,
Till in veritable fear the dog did quiver.

"Your wish," said the dog, "Is my command!
Just please stop striking me with your masterwork hand!
And so this is the story of how it came to be,
That Guineass the Record-Keeper was quite frequently,

Seen riding a dog.


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Spoiler: Sheb; Sheb McSheb (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: SoHowAreYou; Cutey (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Neyvn; Tiko (click to show/hide)

Units of Food: 178
Speedos: 0
Location: Southermost Grain Elevators
Known Locations: Patch of Grass (1), Patch of Used Speedos (2)
Constructions: None
Time: Beginning of the second week.
Spoiler: map (click to show/hide)

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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #49 on: June 05, 2012, 03:09:38 pm »

@ Iawa. Has someone told you you're awesome recently? Because you totally are.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #50 on: June 05, 2012, 04:50:18 pm »

I just fell in love.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #51 on: June 05, 2012, 05:57:08 pm »

I surrender my action to Freeform provided it is within reason. By this I mean do what he says
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #52 on: June 05, 2012, 06:22:24 pm »

Attempt to heal my broken leg.

Also: Squee.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #53 on: June 05, 2012, 08:08:52 pm »

Guineass: Help Cutey attempt to gather and stockpile more spare speedos!
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #54 on: June 06, 2012, 02:25:36 am »

I'll try to establish permanent defenses of the home base. And by this I mean stockpiling rocks and bigger speedopults.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #55 on: June 06, 2012, 03:55:09 am »

Go gather for food.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #56 on: June 06, 2012, 07:34:40 am »

Wait why is Bohdan injured when it was Guineass that was mentioned getting hurt in the song???

Also, Nice song...

Join Scurryshy in gathering Food.

Also, is there any true backstory on why/how Speedomancy works or even came about???
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #57 on: June 06, 2012, 07:37:37 am »

Wait why is Bohdan injured when it was Guineass that was mentioned getting hurt in the song???

No, Guineass just got stepped on by the dog and escaped without harm; Bohdan was injured last turn.

Also, Nice song...

Thank you.

Also, is there any true backstory on why/how Speedomancy works or even came about???

Yes.
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Re: Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Two cont.
« Reply #58 on: June 06, 2012, 07:39:31 am »

Also, is there any true backstory on why/how Speedomancy works or even came about???

Yes.
Um.... Can we have it??? :P
Seriously though, trying to figure out where and when a Song by Tiko could come about is a bit hard with these Curveballs of a story your giving us...
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Big Trouble in Little Guinea Pig Village: Week Three.
« Reply #59 on: June 06, 2012, 04:13:28 pm »

Week Three

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… may also harbour diseases (such as the respiratory infections Bordetella and Pasteurella), to which guinea pigs are susceptible. Even the dwarf rabbit is much stronger than the guinea pig and may cause intentional or inadvertent injury...

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Scurryshy sometimes wondered where it had all gone wrong. He should be out on a grassy prairie, seeking out the lushest grass to bring home for the guinea piggess with the purplest thighs in the tribe, not this shit. Searching about ruins and rubble with a half-demented singing jester in the hope of finding a chewed carrot for that crazed Speedo-fiend to dribble over as he rubs his crotch up against a stained piece of filthy foreign fabric? Guinya damn it! It was all the fault of the bloody Speedo. One day, something would have to give.

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Behaviour
Whilst a fascination with Speedos and their terrifying power is observed in many small mammals the world over, the guinea pig seems to have taken this to a new level, one upon which the Speedo provides a totem for social cohesion. Migratory tribes have been recorded on more than one occasion heading for and colonising dangerous sites whose only apparent interest is the presence, in greater or smaller numbers, of Speedos; witness, for example, the travails of guinea pig communities on the ancient battle sites of Dunkirk and of Speedograd, or on the once deadly slopes of Mount Etna.


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“My... name is Tiko and I like to go,
Gathering food with my homey, yo!
Nah, that's rubbish. I should stick to the tried and tested idioms beloved by guinea pigs since the dawn of time. There's a reason operatic lute-rock has always been - Ooh! A half brick! Hey, Scurryshy, check this out! Should we take it back to the burrow for food?”

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Guinea pig societies have been recorded organising their spare labour into special task forces, trained and indoctrinated to harvest Speedos safely. It is believed that a majority of guinea pigs rescued in the wild having been caught up in the leg holes of Speedos are merely guinea pigs that have travelled too far into the depths of their work…

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“Speedos Schmpeedos, all he talks about nowadays is bleedin’ Speedos. He picks up one and wafts it at some bleedin’ dog and he thinks he knows all about the Speedo! It’ll come to no good, I tell you,” muttered Cutey to himself. He and Guineass the Record-keeper had just spent most of a morning sniffing out and dragging home the finest used Speedos the area to the north of the grain elevator had to offer, and he was nearing the point of Speedo-fatigue. He knew from experience that it could be dangerous. He decided to take a quick nap.

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…even going so far as to create vast and magnificent thrones, whose splendour demonstrates the moral superiority of the guinea pig who sits upon it, their glistening multi-colour stretch fabric glowing in the sunlight, their latent power seeping into the guinea pig above, slowly but surely turning…

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“Aha!” shouted Guineass the Record-Keeper in triumph. His construction was complete. “Behold! The veritable and first Throne of Speedos! And yea, for I shall sit upon yon Throne of Speedos, and I shall cast my judgement upon you, and the warmth of the Speedo underneath shall seep up and warm my fur, and you shall look upon me and fear not my judging, but yon Throne of Speedos from which the Judgement is delivered!”

“And yea!” he continued, as he rubbed himself against the back of the Throne of Speedos, “Forever whilst yon Throne doth stand shall we, the Guinea Pigs of Speedograd, be protected against the wrath of our enemies!”

“Here,” interrupted Cutey. “I’ve brought you back one last Speedo for today. Who you talking to in there?”

Guineass looked around him in the empty grain elevator.

“Um… Just… you know… just practising.”

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…course, self-mutilation is as rare amongst non-afflicted guinea pigs as it is amongst other small mammals, which makes the observed cases of mutilation, self-harm and self-amputation all the more surprising. It is suggested that they are perhaps merely temporarily afflicted, having recently seen or even suffered the depredations of the untamed Speedo. Nevertheless, three-legged guinea pigs are not hard to come by, and some of them still have the alert and calm eyes of…

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“Tastes…” Bohdan had to use all the mental imagery techniques he could muster. It was a hard job, and no one else was going to do it for him.

“Just…” He could see McSheb staring at him out of the corner of his eye, clearly horrified, but just as clearly interested, as if he were trying to catch glimpses of a repugnant murder scene and emboss it upon his memory.

“Like…” Bohdan wanted to tell him he was a fool. His idea of defence was risible, and if nobody stopped him they’d all be gnawing their own damn legs off within a week and he wouldn’t have to try and steal these secret glances like some ridiculous guinea school-piglette. He’d be able to stare right down at the horror himself.

“Chicken!” As painful and disgusting a job as it had been, Bohdan Guintsky felt a slight flush of pride in having done it well; the stump on his thigh was clean, well cut, craftsmanlike. He wondered if he had it in him to become a surgeon. He looked around him to see if McSheb or any of the others were still there, and wondered if he had it in him to eat a little. You know, he reasoned, just to see.

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…been speculated that guinea pigs loathe the darkness, fear the inchoate nightmare of the closing womb- tunnel, secretly suppress the rudimentary navigations of the darkening soul. This is nonsense, of course; they are a semi-nocturnal folk, but we cannot deny that there are cases where guinea pig settlements have widened their principal entryways, thereby, one can imagine, proffering a welcome to the conjoined spirits of Sol and of Speedo, inviting them into one’s abode, for all eternity, or the guinea pig’s version of it.

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Sheb McSheb was a devout Speedomancer. He knew the awesome power of the Speedo. He venerated the majestic power of the Speedo. He craved the terrifying power of the Speedo. But he also knew the importance of interior design. The current entryway was much too small; those observing from the outside wouldn't be able to properly see the fashionable arrangement of cushions, nor the imposing yet tasteful silhouette of the new Throne of Speedos. From a defensive point of view, too, it was a lamentable situation. How would the guinea pigs inside be able to see their attackers if the doorway was so tiny? And these stones. The considerable quantity of stones that happened to by lying about, near the doorway, next to the site of the Speedopult. They were totally ruining the energy of the room! McSheb ordered someone to have them cleared.

But that just made it worse. It just made it glaringly obvious what the problem was. There. Right there in the doorway. A great big bloody Speedopult, ruining the fine lines of his newly gnawed-out doorway.

He called for someone to knock it down.



Spoiler: Sheb; Sheb McSheb (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: SoHowAreYou; Cutey (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Neyvn; Tiko (click to show/hide)

Units of Food: 174
Speedos: 1
Location: Southermost Grain Elevators
Known Locations: Patch of Grass (1), Patch of Used Speedos (2)
Constructions: Extra wide door opening; Speedo Throne.
Time: Beginning of the third week.
Spoiler: map (click to show/hide)

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