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Post by Tllith on Oct 19, 2009 7:56:03 GMT -5
"Don't worry Tilith we can start in a smaller theatre until you get used to it. As far as breathing heat I think you just keep singing!" {OOC: in honor of a weekend full of malapropisms by the exemplar.} |
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Post by skelterjohn on Oct 19, 2009 8:43:14 GMT -5
{OOC: Inspired by Tllith's exemplar filking everything in sight today.} As the conversation fades out, Tllith bounces and waddles along, singing assorted bits of nothing in particular. After a while, she puts them into a vaguely coherent sort of song, which might be charitably translated as:
Got an aasimar and a bebilith,
A yanki who is very gith,
Two tieflings with a lot of class,
A bariaur with horns of brass,
An Indep who is very Free,
A Taker who always takes his fee --
We have no clue about the way,
So off we go! Dark of the Day!
Her singing is excellent, whatever you may think of the words. Jocyl chimes in the end, matching the melody with passing skill, " And a human who is easily forgotten...". |
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Post by Tllith on Oct 19, 2009 10:47:30 GMT -5
Jocyl chimes in the end, matching the melody with passing skill, " And a human who is easily
forgotten...". Tllith blinks at Jocyl -- the lizard had gotten a bit lost with all the non-introductions. Then she waddles along, singing,
I don't know what the red-head's for!
Can he do peace? Can he do war?
Can he unlock a secret door?
Can he spout off archaic lore
Of necromantic days of yore?
Recognize a carnivore?
Purify a fungus spore?
Can he do peace? Can he do war?
I don't know what the red-head's for!
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