What's wrong with the word smurf?
That should happen with the word "Poodle" as well!
Yapyap!
Poodle! Damn...
true... but they are soOoOoO cute!
Poodle! Damn..
No. We have enough curses floating around these boards already. Besides, poodles aren't that cute. Certainly not enough to make me call them 'puddles' to keep from turning into one.
Who let all these strange creatures into our Theives' Guild? We need to plan our next heist fellows! I have a bar tab to pay at the Sliver Eel!
Eh, these guys just keep popping up. No matter what I try, I just can't seem to get rid of them.
Anyway, that bunch of knights that showed up may have something worth stealing.
Indeed. A robbery of titled fools is doubly sweet. I will go scout.
Exits ..stage left
The Grey Mouser returns with a large sack of golden coins.
"Behold my brothers! I just had to snatch the jewels away from that king on his thread, and he paid me off with a fat purse of golden Rilks!"
Sits down at the table and begins to sort the coinage.
"Drinks are on me!"
"It's a trap!"
MMMMM ... talking calamari **Homer Drool**
Tosses handfull of gold coins at the Masked Rogue
"Fetch us some dancing girls from the Entertainer's Guild masked one!"
Tosses a handfull of gold at Admiral Ackbar
"You there! Yes you with the wall eye! Be a sport and fetch a cask of fire brandy from the local public house!"
Flips a Rilk at the Thread Vampie
"You just find something useful to do."
*Leaves a sign: Thieves on Vacation, please leave your stuff to be stolen at the door*
*Jack's Right Hand Man goes through the window and deactivates all the traps the thieves had laid. Takes the bag of holding out and tells his little blue friends to take everything that the thieves had stolen from the Jacks*
Let's see. Here's some jewelry. Hey, I found PJ's ice cream machine. Here's my faceplate that &*^% Rogue stole from me. Wow, look at that porn collection! I'm definitely taking that.
*Jack and the smoofs leave the premises with a ton of stuff* *Paints the outside of the thieves' guildhouse with the words "Jacks forever" *Goes back to the hangout*
Smurf
Smurf
smurf
"Oh, I take one little vacation and look what happens! I'll be back for you smufs later."
*Disappears in a cloud of smoke.*
Hello, fellow thieves! Today, the Jacks have committed a great atrocity against us! They have LOOTED our very homes! Now, come all thieves, all rogues, all cut-purses and brigands, we must take against the Cult of Jack ONCE MORE!
Looks up from the puddle of fire brandy his head was lying in
Huhnh? Whazzat? More wine!
Passes back out
Poodle..............mwahahahahaha
The Grey Mouser wakes up to find his head stuck to the table by dried brandy.
"By Mog the many limbed! Who has bound me so cruelly?"
He managed to unseal his head from the table.
"Oh my aching head! I will never drink brandy again as long as I live!"
Looks aound
"Where did everyone go?"
I come bearing gifts
Leaves baskets of tribbles for everyone
The Mouser brushes himself off as best as he can and drinks a bit of brandy fron the flask on the table before him.
"Well it has been entertaining friends, but I think I will try the fabled city of Horborixen next. The loot and entertainment here seems a bit dry."
The Grey mouser departs the Crimson Crime headquarters with a flourish of his ratskin cape.
are they smurfie?
*Yawn* Well, that was a good nap. Wait, this place is back up here? That means...
YES! THIS GUILD SHALL NEVER BE DEFEATED!
So, uh, now what?
*Sits down eatting an egg-salad sandwich.*
So, robbed a picnic. Anyone want some potato salad? I hate the stuff, personally.
I hear rumors of the guild resurging! Long live the thieves!
*Steals everyone's socks*
Yes, to the guild!
*Raises The Shade's lucky flask in toast.*
*Sits down eatting an egg-salad sandwich.*
So, robbed a picnic. Anyone want some potato salad? I hate the stuff, personally.
*following the crumbs left by the stolen picnic basket*
Mine, mine, mine...mine...
*Grags the egg-salad sandwich from the Masked Rouge and flys to a perch out of his reach and begins eating the sandwich*