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Author Topic: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 17: Rupturing.  (Read 11135 times)

Tersr

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #45 on: October 13, 2011, 05:49:22 am »

Think of a reason why a man has two iron pipes in the event someone asks and discard the bloody oneif a reason does not come to me.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #46 on: October 13, 2011, 06:08:08 am »

Engage gentlemanly facepalm, head off to find bandages or more damsels in distress.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #47 on: October 13, 2011, 06:26:51 am »

Wait until Night and then Break in!
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 3: To battle!
« Reply #48 on: October 13, 2011, 07:25:47 am »

Find a learned salon or other place where people of quality discuss poetry, and introduce my latest poem, On the Free and Democratic Nature of the Swedish Elk, hoping to increase my reputation as a useless and romantic dreamer. Let myself be seduced by any women that are interested; engage in overly idealistic and naive political discussion with any men who may wish to.

I want to have a safe alibi before doing anything serious.

The Swedish Elk!
He wandereth Alone;
Like the heart of man.
He is Free!
But not for that a lesser being.
His Fellow Elk doth call upon him,
In time of need:
And feeling his brotherly Love he doth respond.
Democracy! This, then,
Is the heart of the Swedish Elk,
And how man is so alike,
But that he would remark.

The Elks are demonstrating
The Elks have had enough
The Elks want some freedom
Here in their own woods
Aaooom
Aaooom
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Spaghetti7

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 3: To battle!
« Reply #49 on: October 13, 2011, 12:19:57 pm »

Find a learned salon or other place where people of quality discuss poetry, and introduce my latest poem, On the Free and Democratic Nature of the Swedish Elk, hoping to increase my reputation as a useless and romantic dreamer. Let myself be seduced by any women that are interested; engage in overly idealistic and naive political discussion with any men who may wish to.

I want to have a safe alibi before doing anything serious.

The Swedish Elk!
He wandereth Alone;
Like the heart of man.
He is Free!
But not for that a lesser being.
His Fellow Elk doth call upon him,
In time of need:
And feeling his brotherly Love he doth respond.
Democracy! This, then,
Is the heart of the Swedish Elk,
And how man is so alike,
But that he would remark.

The Elks are demonstrating
The Elks have had enough
The Elks want some freedom
Here in their own woods
Aaooom
Aaooom

I'm getting quite tempted to write a response to this beautiful poetry, with a more left-wing animal.
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lawastooshort

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #50 on: October 13, 2011, 12:47:47 pm »

Find a learned salon or other place where people of quality discuss poetry, and introduce my latest poem, On the Free and Democratic Nature of the Swedish Elk, hoping to increase my reputation as a useless and romantic dreamer. Let myself be seduced by any women that are interested; engage in overly idealistic and naive political discussion with any men who may wish to.

I want to have a safe alibi before doing anything serious.

The Swedish Elk!
He wandereth Alone;
Like the heart of man.
He is Free!
But not for that a lesser being.
His Fellow Elk doth call upon him,
In time of need:
And feeling his brotherly Love he doth respond.
Democracy! This, then,
Is the heart of the Swedish Elk,
And how man is so alike,
But that he would remark.

The Elks are demonstrating
The Elks have had enough
The Elks want some freedom
Here in their own woods
Aaooom
Aaooom

I'm getting quite tempted to write a response to this beautiful poetry, with a more left-wing animal.

The Belgian Ox?
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Spaghetti7

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #51 on: October 13, 2011, 02:29:09 pm »

Not sure. I never saw Belgians as a particularly communist nationality.
Maybe the Russian Weasel? I see weasels as a left-wing species. Ooo, yes.
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lawastooshort

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #52 on: October 13, 2011, 02:37:46 pm »

Weasels?!? One of the most monarchistic of animals!


I may write a poem.


Actually Russian Weasel has a nice rhythm to it.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #53 on: October 13, 2011, 02:42:58 pm »

Weasels?!? One of the most monarchistic of animals!


I may write a poem.


Actually Russian Weasel has a nice rhythm to it.

Okay sire, I shall write a poem of the communist weasel, and you the monarchistic one. Then, we shall compare and contrast.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #54 on: October 13, 2011, 02:50:52 pm »

How the Weasel Turned to Communism, by Isaac Chesterton.

Aha! The Weasel;
That foul and beardy beast!
His Heart forever for the King,
Till he looked upon the East.
His Soul was stirred;
His Head was turned!
He saw Freedom reign for all:
Thus he came up to the window sill,
And stared longing upon the Feast.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #55 on: October 13, 2011, 03:15:52 pm »

Eastern Dreaming, by Roderick van Hoofburgen.

O! for want of the Weasel's comfort,
He walks unperturbed, unchallenged,
For though he may walk as one,
He ith many.
And hark! Eastern calls,
Many, but all one;
Communism! The anchor of society.
Communism! The root of the Weasel.
Communism!
And so, content with themselves;
The one sleeps,
The many dream.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #56 on: October 13, 2011, 04:05:41 pm »

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #57 on: October 13, 2011, 05:28:48 pm »

Wait until night falls. While waiting, try to get some food and drink, begging should do the trick and I would not want to draw too much attention to myself by stealing it.
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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 4: The Swedish Elk.
« Reply #58 on: October 14, 2011, 01:34:24 am »

Turn 5: Gentlemen cannot quaff.

1. London- Tersr

Sitting down for a moment, you think ahead, trying to formulate an excuse as to why a man should be wielding two heavy iron bars. (5) A perfect one comes into mind.
You are a banker, collecting loans, when one man could not pay his debts. Promising to pay his debts, he gave you the equivalent amount in iron; the two bars. However, since you have not heard from him in a while, you are going to collect the loans, using his iron bars as enforcement. How IRONic.

 
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2. Oxford- micelus

You go out onto the streets of Oxford, admiring the fine architecture, and keeping an eye out for the lower classes. (2) You only see a few, none of whom have the intellectual ability to even understand you, let alone listen to your political arguments.
RANDOM EVENT LUCK ROLL
(2-1) Aww. No random event for you...



3. Manchester- Ultimah

You bide your time, begging on street corners and bothering merchants for a bit of food to last for the night. (4) You collect more than you had hoped for from the generous folk of Manchester, and eat a lavish meal of leftovers. Night falls as you eat.

 
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4. Cardiff- Riccto

As night falls, you prepare to break in. Seeing no-one come out from the shop, you assume the shopkeeper must sleep inside the shop, making your job a lot harder.
When the streets are empty, you slide up to the shop, and look into breaking the lock. (5+2 intelligence bonus) After a close examination, you realise there is no lock. The door swings open at a touch, and you see lines of guns along the walls, and blades strewn across the counter.
LUCK ROLL OF DOOM:
(5-1) You avoid making any noises as you slink around the shop, taking anything that is not nailed down.
You steal up to 3 of the below things:
Dagger
Sword
Pistol
Musket
Grenade (will involve another luck roll of shame)
Hand Mortar (likewise, as you try to rip it from the wall)

 
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5. Dublin- Sinpwn

You engage the dainty facepalm, lightly tapping your forehead. Bandaging your wounds with the convenient hanky every gentleman should have, you return to the streets, to FIGHT MORE CRIME. (1) You fail to find anyone in distress. Schucks.

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6. Edinburgh- lawastooshort

Feeling confident from your poetic victory, you enter a less respectable establishment. (1) Unfortunately, you get overconfident, and try to "quaff" your ale. Spilling it all over yourself and all surrounding, you see the speaks for a fight, and leave. A chair turns the door into splinters as you run down the street, jacket flapping behind you.

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Re: Roll to Revolution: What may have been. Turn 5: Gentlemen cannot quaff.
« Reply #59 on: October 14, 2011, 01:41:34 am »

Now back to that establishment.. Look for any weak spots where I can break in without getting too much attention.
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