Still August, 1192
[Note from Mod: this entry was probably made just after Robin’s first escape from Nottingham - e.g. Season One, Episode Two - Sheriff Got Your Tongue?]
It had been yet another difficult day. Guy couldn’t understand what was happening to his life - he thought he had left his strong streak of bad luck behind, along with his questionably sordid past, but apparently, that was not so. Robin of Locksley - now Robin of nowhere - had ruined what could have been a perfectly pleasant afternoon. Admittedly, the prospects of a clean day hadn’t been promising as they had made an early start with the Sheriff’s interlude at Locksley, but at least Guy hadn’t had to actually dirty his hands by cutting out any tongues. That’s what lesser creatures like guards were there for.
Hood hadn’t been quite the coward enough to let those stupid peasants lose their ability to speak. Not that it would have made much difference. The peasants were silent enough anyway, which was much better than having loudmouths like Hood swaggering around the place.
Sitting in his room back at Locksley Manor, Guy felt a certain sense of peace that came from being able to rest ‘at home’. He hadn’t often had the opportunity to make any sort of location a permanent abode, but he had a feeling that Locksley would be different. Locksley, where all his misfortunes had started, would also see them ended. There would be no more bad luck for Sir Guy of Gisborne. He, who was a son of noble blood, was destined to become a greater man than some average lackey of the Sheriff of Nottingham. He would be the Sheriff in time.
With that little thought lifting up his black mood ever so slightly, Guy logged onto FriendHood, more out of habit than the actual desire to banter with anyone. He groaned out loud when he saw who was online, but some strange kind of curiosity prevented him from logging off, even though he knew he should have done.
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: as if u wuld
$ugar_Daddy says: Mark my words, Hood. I. WILL. KILL. YOU.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ooooh ur using capslock. must mean srs bsns
$ugar_Daddy says: YOU GOT THAT RIGHT!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: eez up old hoss. my rain of terror has only jst begun
$ugar_Daddy says: SOMEBODY GET THIS IDIOT A DICTIONARY!!!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: now now no need 2 shout, sheriff. u wil get a brain hemorage
$ugar_Daddy says: HOLY MOTHER OF BYZANTINE BOURGEOIS!!! WHERE’S BLOODY GISBORNE WHEN I NEED HIM?!?!?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Here, my lord.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: hey waddup budz
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, thank God, Gisborne!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wer u bin?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *ignores Hood*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: *cough* bitch *cough*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: >:(
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, stop it, the pair of you. You’re like a bunch of girls!.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: xcept gisbns nowher near hot enuf 2 be 1
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I don’t want to look like a girl, fool. Unlike some people. *cough* Hood *cough*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wuteva
$ugar_Daddy says: Gisborne, I want you to come see me tonight.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: oo la la!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *glares at Hood*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Of course, my lord. What time?
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, the usual.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut u guys planning 2 do? girly sleepova? movie nite?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Disco, actually.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: really? O_o
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Of course not, dimwit!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: :(
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Besides, even if we were having a party, you wouldn’t be invited. Outlaws aren’t generally known for being highly sought after guests. *smirk*
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, very good, Gisborne! *claps*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u guys stink :(
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Not as much as you.
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, I do love cyberbullying. *sigh*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ur evil and im gonna report u
$ugar_Daddy says: To whom, exactly?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: da king!!!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *is bored*
$ugar_Daddy says: *is also bored*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wen da king returns, u wil both pay 4 wut u hav done
$ugar_Daddy says: If the king returns, then we will deal with it then.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut do u mean?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: He means that the king is loser whatever he does. Lose the war, lose his people, lose his life. End of story. Bye bye.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: fo sho?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: ?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: as long as im here, da king has nuffin 2 fear
$ugar_Daddy says: Well, I don’t think I’m being too optimistic in saying that you, dear Robin, will not be here for long.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *smirk*
$ugar_Daddy says: And now, I shall be off to recuperate. Gisborne, my room, usual time.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: My lord.
$ugar_Daddy says: Hood, until next time. *waves with evil grin*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: go 2 hel vazey
$ugar_Daddy says: I would if I knew where ‘hel’ was.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *snort*
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut a c*ck
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Language, Hood. There might be little ones watching.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: sheesh wut r u? guardian angel of all kids?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: This is a family show.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ha ha. lemme guess - im da hot 1 everbody luvs? lol
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No, you’re the one all the teenage girls flap over.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: lmao wut bout u? bet ur da guy every1 h8s!!!rofl!!one!!eleven
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Actually, I’m here for the mums and every other nubile woman over the age of sixteen. There’s a legitimate reason as to why I wear all this black leather, you know.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: o haha good 1 gisbn. u kno dats a load of bull
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Go ask anyone. They’ll tell you the truth.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut, lyk how marian dosnt lyk u?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: That’s not true.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: yeh, cos she’s so gonna go 4 u wen thers me! Lol
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: You? A halfwit who wears a revolting coloured hoody that looks like it’s come from the 21st century?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: thers nuffin wrong wiv being ahed of da time wiv fashun
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Tell me about it. *preens leather boots from Milan*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: but geting bak 2 da point
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: You’ve got no chance with Marian. She’s all mine.
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u wer sayin?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Good evening, Marian.
Not_NightWatchman says: Hello, Sir Guy.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: hey marian *wink*
Not_NightWatchman says: Hood.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: How has your day been?
Not_NightWatchman says: Acceptable, thank you.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wer u impressd wen i beat da crap outta all thos gards?
Not_NightWatchman says: Um...
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Obviously not, Hood. That was practically child’s play.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u can tlk. u wer da 1 freakin out jst cos i twangd my bow at u
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I wasn’t freakin out.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: fink ur such a big man? shoutin at villagrs and hurtin da innocent?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I want to advocate law and order to the fullest degree in a country that I cherish dearly.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: balls! u kno thers no justice here! da sheriffs ruined everyfing
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Getting sentimental, are we?
Not_NightWatchman says: Please, stop fighting. Haven’t you had enough for one day?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Marian’s right. We should give it a rest.
Not_NightWatchman says: *does Bambi eyes at Guy*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *devilish wink*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: *vomit*
Not_NightWatchman says: Oh, you always have to ruin the moment, don’t you, Robin?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: WTF? ME?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *smirk*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wipe dat smirk off ur fugly face gisbn b4 i cum ova der and tear u up!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I’d like to see you try. *snicker*
Not_NightWatchman says: :(
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: My apologies, Marian. It is wrong of us to continue our bickering when it is against your wishes.
Not_NightWatchman says: It’s not just my wish, Guy. The whole point of FriendHood is to be friends.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: dnt wanna b da one 2 rain on ur parade, but its not gunna happn marian. gisbn is fishy and i dnt trust him
Not_NightWatchman says: But that’s exactly the kind of attitude that stops it from happening!
Not_NightWatchman says: Now, if we could all just forget the day’s events and try to be friendly with each other. If not, than at least act civil.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I admire your spirit, Marian, but I’m afraid I have to agree with friendship not happening on this site.
Not_NightWatchman says: But Sir Guy! How can you say that? I thought you said we were friends?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: It’s different for you and I; we were friends before we joined FriendHood. Hood, on the other hand, is an outlaw and a sworn enemy. It’s simply out of the question.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: hear hear! Lol
Not_NightWatchman says: But look at you! You’re both agreeing on something! Isn’t that a positive start?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: giv it a rest, maz
Not_NightWatchman says: O_o
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Fine. If it makes you happier, Marian, I’ll agree to remain civil to Hood while we’re online and in no danger of actually continuing any such civility in real life.
Not_NightWatchman says: That’s all I ask. :)
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: :)
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ok look. if ur gonna b luvy duvy wiv each otha, i can leave
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Sounds like the best idea you’ve ever had, Hood.
Not_NightWatchman says: Thank you, but that won’t be necessary, Robin. My father is calling me and I must away.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Well, it is always a pleasure talking with you, Marian.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: yeh. im lyk moved by wut u do
Not_NightWatchman says: Good night to you both.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Good night. :)
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: sweet dreamz
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: :-*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Hood, I’m warning you. >:-[
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: aww lyten up gisbn! ur alwayz so gloomy lyk
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No thanks to you.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wuddya mean? uv got locksly now havnt u?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Yes. Forever.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wel i dunno bout dat, but uv got reason 2 b happy 4 now
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I meant to ask, how is the forest for night-time accommodation?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: >:-P
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *snicker*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: at l33st im not da 1 who is all emo lyk
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: At least I don’t look like I just AWOL’d from a boy band.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: biker!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Loser!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: nancy!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Outlaw!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: w8. havnt u got dat d8 wiv da sherif?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Ah.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: lol ur so forgetful gisbn
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Shut up, Hood.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: run along 2 d@ddy now :P
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Shut it.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut r u guys gonna do anyway?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: no w8! dnt tel me. its gonna b 1 of those voulez-vous coucher avec moi momentz?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I have no idea what you’re talking about. *indignant sniff*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: cos u totally didnt spend lyk 10 yrs in france or nuffink
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No, because unlike some, I do not care to learn phrases that are used by minds that are always in the gutter.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ooooh sum1s touchy now!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No, I’m just being mature and acting my age. And I only spent 5 years in France.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wuteva. same thang
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Besides, we’re not supposed to remember we even have a past together until later on.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: gud point. ur jst stupid gisbn 2 me until l8r wen ur stil stupid
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: And you always have been and always will be the most obnoxious imbecile I’ve ever known, Robin Hood.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: lmao
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I had better go. I have places to be and people to see.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u mean da sherif and in his room!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Stop being puerile, Hood. We’re obviously going to be plotting and scheming as always.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wel dnt let me k33p u!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I won’t.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Oh, and I forgot to say it earlier, but you will pay for what you’ve done, Hood.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut? defending innocent ppl?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Undermining both the Sheriff and me. You’re an outlaw. No mercy will be given.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: im not xpectin any :-P
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Good. I suppose I’ll be hunting you tomorrow.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: gud luk. u wil need it. :D
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Pff.
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Guy sat staring at the screen for several minutes before he had finally disengaged himself from an overwhelming train of thought. He knew that Hood had not meant much by offering him ‘good luck’, but there was something hideously offensive about it, coming from under the fingers of the enemy. Had it been someone of better circumstance and favour - someone like Marian - he might have felt the little greeting to be wildly helpful in ridding him of the black cloud of misfortune that seemed to overcast him always.
As it was, he would have to face the morrow with his own brand of luck: brute force.
Heaving a long-suffering sigh, he turned off the Mystery Box and tramped off in the direction of the Sheriff’s quarters.
It had been yet another difficult day. Guy couldn’t understand what was happening to his life - he thought he had left his strong streak of bad luck behind, along with his questionably sordid past, but apparently, that was not so. Robin of Locksley - now Robin of nowhere - had ruined what could have been a perfectly pleasant afternoon. Admittedly, the prospects of a clean day hadn’t been promising as they had made an early start with the Sheriff’s interlude at Locksley, but at least Guy hadn’t had to actually dirty his hands by cutting out any tongues. That’s what lesser creatures like guards were there for.
Hood hadn’t been quite the coward enough to let those stupid peasants lose their ability to speak. Not that it would have made much difference. The peasants were silent enough anyway, which was much better than having loudmouths like Hood swaggering around the place.
Sitting in his room back at Locksley Manor, Guy felt a certain sense of peace that came from being able to rest ‘at home’. He hadn’t often had the opportunity to make any sort of location a permanent abode, but he had a feeling that Locksley would be different. Locksley, where all his misfortunes had started, would also see them ended. There would be no more bad luck for Sir Guy of Gisborne. He, who was a son of noble blood, was destined to become a greater man than some average lackey of the Sheriff of Nottingham. He would be the Sheriff in time.
With that little thought lifting up his black mood ever so slightly, Guy logged onto FriendHood, more out of habit than the actual desire to banter with anyone. He groaned out loud when he saw who was online, but some strange kind of curiosity prevented him from logging off, even though he knew he should have done.
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: as if u wuld
$ugar_Daddy says: Mark my words, Hood. I. WILL. KILL. YOU.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ooooh ur using capslock. must mean srs bsns
$ugar_Daddy says: YOU GOT THAT RIGHT!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: eez up old hoss. my rain of terror has only jst begun
$ugar_Daddy says: SOMEBODY GET THIS IDIOT A DICTIONARY!!!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: now now no need 2 shout, sheriff. u wil get a brain hemorage
$ugar_Daddy says: HOLY MOTHER OF BYZANTINE BOURGEOIS!!! WHERE’S BLOODY GISBORNE WHEN I NEED HIM?!?!?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Here, my lord.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: hey waddup budz
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, thank God, Gisborne!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wer u bin?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *ignores Hood*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: *cough* bitch *cough*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: >:(
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, stop it, the pair of you. You’re like a bunch of girls!.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: xcept gisbns nowher near hot enuf 2 be 1
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I don’t want to look like a girl, fool. Unlike some people. *cough* Hood *cough*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wuteva
$ugar_Daddy says: Gisborne, I want you to come see me tonight.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: oo la la!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *glares at Hood*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Of course, my lord. What time?
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, the usual.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut u guys planning 2 do? girly sleepova? movie nite?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Disco, actually.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: really? O_o
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Of course not, dimwit!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: :(
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Besides, even if we were having a party, you wouldn’t be invited. Outlaws aren’t generally known for being highly sought after guests. *smirk*
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, very good, Gisborne! *claps*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u guys stink :(
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Not as much as you.
$ugar_Daddy says: Oh, I do love cyberbullying. *sigh*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ur evil and im gonna report u
$ugar_Daddy says: To whom, exactly?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: da king!!!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *is bored*
$ugar_Daddy says: *is also bored*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wen da king returns, u wil both pay 4 wut u hav done
$ugar_Daddy says: If the king returns, then we will deal with it then.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut do u mean?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: He means that the king is loser whatever he does. Lose the war, lose his people, lose his life. End of story. Bye bye.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: fo sho?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: ?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: as long as im here, da king has nuffin 2 fear
$ugar_Daddy says: Well, I don’t think I’m being too optimistic in saying that you, dear Robin, will not be here for long.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *smirk*
$ugar_Daddy says: And now, I shall be off to recuperate. Gisborne, my room, usual time.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: My lord.
$ugar_Daddy says: Hood, until next time. *waves with evil grin*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: go 2 hel vazey
$ugar_Daddy says: I would if I knew where ‘hel’ was.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *snort*
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut a c*ck
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Language, Hood. There might be little ones watching.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: sheesh wut r u? guardian angel of all kids?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: This is a family show.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ha ha. lemme guess - im da hot 1 everbody luvs? lol
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No, you’re the one all the teenage girls flap over.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: lmao wut bout u? bet ur da guy every1 h8s!!!rofl!!one!!eleven
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Actually, I’m here for the mums and every other nubile woman over the age of sixteen. There’s a legitimate reason as to why I wear all this black leather, you know.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: o haha good 1 gisbn. u kno dats a load of bull
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Go ask anyone. They’ll tell you the truth.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut, lyk how marian dosnt lyk u?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: That’s not true.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: yeh, cos she’s so gonna go 4 u wen thers me! Lol
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: You? A halfwit who wears a revolting coloured hoody that looks like it’s come from the 21st century?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: thers nuffin wrong wiv being ahed of da time wiv fashun
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Tell me about it. *preens leather boots from Milan*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: but geting bak 2 da point
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: You’ve got no chance with Marian. She’s all mine.
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u wer sayin?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Good evening, Marian.
Not_NightWatchman says: Hello, Sir Guy.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: hey marian *wink*
Not_NightWatchman says: Hood.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: How has your day been?
Not_NightWatchman says: Acceptable, thank you.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wer u impressd wen i beat da crap outta all thos gards?
Not_NightWatchman says: Um...
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Obviously not, Hood. That was practically child’s play.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u can tlk. u wer da 1 freakin out jst cos i twangd my bow at u
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I wasn’t freakin out.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: fink ur such a big man? shoutin at villagrs and hurtin da innocent?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I want to advocate law and order to the fullest degree in a country that I cherish dearly.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: balls! u kno thers no justice here! da sheriffs ruined everyfing
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Getting sentimental, are we?
Not_NightWatchman says: Please, stop fighting. Haven’t you had enough for one day?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Marian’s right. We should give it a rest.
Not_NightWatchman says: *does Bambi eyes at Guy*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *devilish wink*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: *vomit*
Not_NightWatchman says: Oh, you always have to ruin the moment, don’t you, Robin?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: WTF? ME?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *smirk*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wipe dat smirk off ur fugly face gisbn b4 i cum ova der and tear u up!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I’d like to see you try. *snicker*
Not_NightWatchman says: :(
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: My apologies, Marian. It is wrong of us to continue our bickering when it is against your wishes.
Not_NightWatchman says: It’s not just my wish, Guy. The whole point of FriendHood is to be friends.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: dnt wanna b da one 2 rain on ur parade, but its not gunna happn marian. gisbn is fishy and i dnt trust him
Not_NightWatchman says: But that’s exactly the kind of attitude that stops it from happening!
Not_NightWatchman says: Now, if we could all just forget the day’s events and try to be friendly with each other. If not, than at least act civil.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I admire your spirit, Marian, but I’m afraid I have to agree with friendship not happening on this site.
Not_NightWatchman says: But Sir Guy! How can you say that? I thought you said we were friends?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: It’s different for you and I; we were friends before we joined FriendHood. Hood, on the other hand, is an outlaw and a sworn enemy. It’s simply out of the question.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: hear hear! Lol
Not_NightWatchman says: But look at you! You’re both agreeing on something! Isn’t that a positive start?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: giv it a rest, maz
Not_NightWatchman says: O_o
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Fine. If it makes you happier, Marian, I’ll agree to remain civil to Hood while we’re online and in no danger of actually continuing any such civility in real life.
Not_NightWatchman says: That’s all I ask. :)
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: :)
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ok look. if ur gonna b luvy duvy wiv each otha, i can leave
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Sounds like the best idea you’ve ever had, Hood.
Not_NightWatchman says: Thank you, but that won’t be necessary, Robin. My father is calling me and I must away.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Well, it is always a pleasure talking with you, Marian.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: yeh. im lyk moved by wut u do
Not_NightWatchman says: Good night to you both.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Good night. :)
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: sweet dreamz
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: :-*
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Hood, I’m warning you. >:-[
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RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: aww lyten up gisbn! ur alwayz so gloomy lyk
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No thanks to you.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wuddya mean? uv got locksly now havnt u?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Yes. Forever.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wel i dunno bout dat, but uv got reason 2 b happy 4 now
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I meant to ask, how is the forest for night-time accommodation?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: >:-P
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: *snicker*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: at l33st im not da 1 who is all emo lyk
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: At least I don’t look like I just AWOL’d from a boy band.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: biker!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Loser!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: nancy!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Outlaw!
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: w8. havnt u got dat d8 wiv da sherif?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Ah.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: lol ur so forgetful gisbn
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Shut up, Hood.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: run along 2 d@ddy now :P
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Shut it.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut r u guys gonna do anyway?
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: no w8! dnt tel me. its gonna b 1 of those voulez-vous coucher avec moi momentz?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I have no idea what you’re talking about. *indignant sniff*
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: cos u totally didnt spend lyk 10 yrs in france or nuffink
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No, because unlike some, I do not care to learn phrases that are used by minds that are always in the gutter.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: ooooh sum1s touchy now!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: No, I’m just being mature and acting my age. And I only spent 5 years in France.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wuteva. same thang
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Besides, we’re not supposed to remember we even have a past together until later on.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: gud point. ur jst stupid gisbn 2 me until l8r wen ur stil stupid
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: And you always have been and always will be the most obnoxious imbecile I’ve ever known, Robin Hood.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: lmao
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I had better go. I have places to be and people to see.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: u mean da sherif and in his room!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Stop being puerile, Hood. We’re obviously going to be plotting and scheming as always.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wel dnt let me k33p u!
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: I won’t.
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Oh, and I forgot to say it earlier, but you will pay for what you’ve done, Hood.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: wut? defending innocent ppl?
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Undermining both the Sheriff and me. You’re an outlaw. No mercy will be given.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: im not xpectin any :-P
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Good. I suppose I’ll be hunting you tomorrow.
RoBbInG_da_HoOd says: gud luk. u wil need it. :D
Guy_of_Gi$porne says: Pff.
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Guy sat staring at the screen for several minutes before he had finally disengaged himself from an overwhelming train of thought. He knew that Hood had not meant much by offering him ‘good luck’, but there was something hideously offensive about it, coming from under the fingers of the enemy. Had it been someone of better circumstance and favour - someone like Marian - he might have felt the little greeting to be wildly helpful in ridding him of the black cloud of misfortune that seemed to overcast him always.
As it was, he would have to face the morrow with his own brand of luck: brute force.
Heaving a long-suffering sigh, he turned off the Mystery Box and tramped off in the direction of the Sheriff’s quarters.