Of Childe Roland

Mar 22, 2005 13:27

Hile, Gunslingers! I am Roland of Gilead, last of the Line of Eld. There are other worlds than these, said Sai King, and I can see I have found yet another. In some worlds I am only Sai King's creation, in his series of books called The Dark Tower, but some worlds belong to me, and to my friends, Eddie, Susannah, Jake, and Oy. Though I will ( Read more... )

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sweet_madman March 22 2005, 20:27:52 UTC
Good morrow, my lord, if I may offer salutations and welcome to our fair brothel. My typist wants to know if you are "totally going to jump Jake's bones when he gets a little older." Disregard her.

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gone_todash March 22 2005, 20:31:28 UTC
Thank you, friend. A brothel, you say? *eyes light up* GAN, KA, AND ARTHUR ELD HE'S MY SON, YOU SICKO!! Perhaps to ignore would be best, after all. :s

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sweet_madman March 22 2005, 20:51:57 UTC
Depending on who you ask and what you're looking for. There are always plenty of offers made and taken, alcohol passed, fights broken out--perhaps we're more of an intergalactic alehouse, outside of space and time--although I should warn you it's easier to bed a man around here than a woman.

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gone_todash March 22 2005, 21:14:19 UTC
That's a pity. But if there is indeed good beer to be had and the occasional roughhousing, perhaps I'll feel at home. And anybody who gets ideas about Eddie OR Jake gets a belly full of iron.

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pemberley_pimp March 23 2005, 05:21:52 UTC
Brothel? If I had known such a thing that I would never have joined a community such as this sir. Kindly withdraw those comments, or I shall be forced to write a very displeasing advertisement in the London paper.

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sweet_madman March 23 2005, 17:08:04 UTC
The London paper, villain, must be of the lowest repute if it would take advertisments of such hot air from such a frilled stuffed shirt as yourself. Perhaps I might point out that your pseudonym reports you to be a "pimp." Such unfortunate false advertising. I must agree completely that you do not belong here. Our noble, witty and esteemed community is too highly fetched to accomodate such reeling sewage as yourself. Perhaps your pimpage would be better appreciated in a realm without any semblance of decency.

Now be off with you, you ragged old fleece, before I take my belt to your backside.

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pemberley_pimp March 24 2005, 05:18:37 UTC
This coming from a man who died in a fountain? And suffered only one mere blow before collapsing in two inches of water?

Should you have such courage to raise a belt scrawny, no doubt I would be most amused, to say the least.

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sweet_madman March 24 2005, 19:09:50 UTC
A fountain, sir? Are you confused? Are you literate? A fountain? How did we come to be talking about fountains? I died, sir, in the heat of battle, defending my companion's honor from the likes of over-blooded rat-catchers, such as yourself. There were no fountains. Really. Fountains? Does anyone know what he's prattling about?

((Typist: *also highly confused* Fountains? Was there some odd movie version involving a fountain? Are you thinking of someone else?))

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pemberley_pimp March 27 2005, 06:50:27 UTC
Yes, a fountain. No, I am not confused. Yes, I am literate. Must I repeat myself? A fountain! I do indeed know what I am prattling about.

((long-hand-writer: If my memory serves me, the old...60s version, you die in a fountain, do you not?? If not...forgive my terrible memory...))

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sweet_madman March 28 2005, 23:12:08 UTC
There were most decidedly not fountains.

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