Wyvern Posted September 19, 2005 Report Posted September 19, 2005 Wyvern speeds into the Cabaret Room and screeches to a tumultuous halt. The overgrown lizard glances in both directions, then pulls out a long line of kitchen utensils connected on a string of sporks. He digs into his pocket and pulls out an Almost Dragonic Brand Sheet of Ultra-Noisy Music, then tosses it to the side and spreads his scaly arms in a composer pose. The reptilian Elder strikes a quick bow, and throws the variety of kitchen equipment onto the ground in a cacophonous clatter. "Hear yee, hear yee!" Wyvern kicks the utensils in several irritating clangs. "Please feel free to wish the Mighty Pen's own Racouol a Happy Birthday, even if it is sssslightly belated." Having shouted this, the lizard digs into his pouch and pulls out a bag of Almost Dragonic Brand Novelty Deep-Pocket Stuffers tied in a ribbon. He unwraps the gift and checks inside to make sure that a distorted microphone has been included, along with an Almost Dragonic Brand Corner Pocket Drill designed to shape holes in the size of geld pieces. Wyvern then rewraps the gift bag in a messy and haphazard manner, and tosses it onto the pile of kitchen "instruments." "Best wishessss." ;-) OOC: A Happy Birthday to Racouol, who turned 25 on Sunday.
Gyrfalcon Posted September 19, 2005 Report Posted September 19, 2005 Happy birthday, Racouol. *grins* *Daryl yerfs and puts a new frying pan with a bow tied on the handle in the pile, grinning cheekily*
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