Wyvern Posted March 3, 2004 Report Posted March 3, 2004 Wyvern sluggishly makes his way into the Cabaret Room, shoving an enormous poorly giftwrapped box that seems to be around five feet and ten inches tall with a nice width to provide muscle room to spare. Upon the box has been written "Do Not Open Until Aegon's Curiousity Has Reached It's Maximum Peak and he Wants to Pay Wyvern to Open it or March 3rd." Behind the reptilian Elder, several Elder Dwarves shamble in with large containers of Bruteweiser Booze, which they proceed to set upon numerous tables. Clearing his throat of a couple of ashes and restraining a potentially deadly sneeze, Wyvern exclaims: "I would just like to send a Happy Birthday out to Aegon!" Several groans are heard from numerous Pen quarters at Wyvern's blatant disregard for it being six in the morning, and a number of Pen members shift in their beds in the hopes of drowning out the lizard's squeaky voice. As they're doing so, Aegon's bed is dragged straight from his quarters into the Cabaret Room by Bravery and Greedy, both of whom arrive on the scene rather bruised and battered. "I thought I said to bring Aegon..." grumbles Wyvern. "You guys didn't have to bring his entire bed." "Easier said than done..." gasps Bravery, rubbing a wound on his head. "Mr. Del'Rath seems to be a fierce opponent when it comes to getting out of bed. We settled for just dragging the whole set here." Wyvern sighs. "Fair enough. Hey, Aegon, Happy Birthday!" Aegon shifts in his bed and groans, waving a hand at Wyvern to keep the noise down. "You've gotta see this present I got you!" exclaims Wyvern, swiftly making his way to the unopened package. The lizard shoves it up to Aegon's bed and then quickly undoes the wrapping, revealing a contraption that looks almost identitical to an Iron Maiden. Aegon suddenly sits up in bed, disturbed by the sight of the contraption. It was, indeed, exactly like an iron maiden... only instead of spikes inside of it, it had pens and paint brushes. Cackling evilly, Wyvern hisses: "It's an Ink Made-In®, guaranteed to torture some creative writing out of you, or your money back!" A gale of hideously evil laughter ensues as Aegon frowns and pulls his bed covers over himself in concern... ;-) OOC: Hope you have a great 22nd, Aegon! You will write more... oh yes...
Gyrfalcon Posted March 3, 2004 Report Posted March 3, 2004 Happy Birthday Aegon. Just so you know, Daryl contributed a lot of help in acquiring that thing.
Gwaihir Posted March 3, 2004 Report Posted March 3, 2004 Many more six in the morning happy birthdays to you!
Ayshela Posted March 3, 2004 Report Posted March 3, 2004 Happy Birthday to ewe.. errrr.. umm.. i mean, to you! (yeah, yeah, that's it!) a very very happy birthday!
Lady Celes Crusader Posted March 3, 2004 Report Posted March 3, 2004 Happy Birthday Aegon. Only 22 years old? I thought you were older than that.
Ozymandias Posted March 5, 2004 Report Posted March 5, 2004 It was your birthday yesterday, eh? Well, I hope it went well for ya, and today... Ozymandias jumps up onto his soapbox, thrusts his arm out, and in a heart-wrenching operatic soprano, sings: Sta-tistics prove, prove that you've one birthday, one birthday every yearrrrr... But there are 364 unnn-birthdays, and that is why we're gathered here to cheer... Aaaaaaaaaaaa Very merry Unbirthday, to you! To you! A very merry Unbirthday to you, to you! Now blow the candles out my dear, and make your wish come true! A very merry Unbirthday, to youuuuuuuu! With all apologies to Lewis Carroll. None to Disney, though. They can eat my shorts.
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