From: jpw@octel.com (Jason in the Hood)
Newsgroups: alt.romance.chat
Subject: Re: FOOD FIGHT
Date: 11 Sep 92 18:56:38 GMT
Organization: Octel Communications Inc., Milpitas Ca.


A sadder but whyzer Archer is standing in the corner as...

T. ELIZABETH HARVEY (her voice restored to full power and majesty) settles:
><The ARC-LIT walks over to Jas', gives him a nice no-hard-feelings-*HUG* 
>and then dumps a pot of chocolate fondue over the ARCher's head>
>*giggle*  Please make sure 'Fantasia' is wound to the beginning ...
>*smile*


Hmm... <takes a taste of the gui stuff dripping down his face> Not
bad.  Well, I guess since she accepted my ... apology ...  I don't have
to feel bad anymore!  Gee, thanks 'Lizybethy!

<scanning the room from his protected corner...

Toni R. Vechinski (Shadowette, by any other name) does dasterdly deeds,
And the Rat helps!:
>Just as Sean is about to run past them, Shadowette holds up the C-R Bash
>covering Sean's entire upper torso in chocolate and raspberries.  He slips
>and falls and Rat aims his Dispenser and shoots, propelling Sean across 
>the floor.  Sean passes what looks to be like a Mississippi Mud Cat, 
>a still honey-popcorn-butter covered Dream and stops right beside Cheshire
>who has finally unstuck himself.
>
>"He's all yours, Cheshire, you romantic feline!  You're the best!" --hollers
>Shadowette with a wave to Cheshire.
>
>"Good job, Rat.......Give me five!"
>
><SLAP> <SLAP>


"Ah ha!  Two against one, eh?  Well, that's not good odds! Time for some
retribution!  Hey, 'Lizybethy, wanna have some _more_ fun? hmm??  Let's
show 'em!"

  Reaching behind him, the Archer pulls out his LARGE quiver...  and starts
moving aside arrows looking for just the correct one...

  "Hmm.... nope; not that one.  Hmm... that might work;  a little bit
of <uncontrolled-giggles>... hmm... how about.. oh, I got it!!!"

  Pulling an inocuous looking arrow from his quiver, the archer pulls
a special small bow out of his cloak...  Covered in leaves with all
the colors of a forest in autum, the bow is only a few hands long
and a strangely colored string...

  Placing the arrow on the bow, he gently pulls it back... farther than
anyone would have thought, the bow continues pulling back.  The Archer
winks at 'Lizybethy... "'Tis a forest bow, my Lady... small but full of
life!",  and with that, he releases the string!

  Unlike the normal <twang> that accompianies his larger bows, the
sound from this bow sounds like the <rustle><oooo> of wind in the
leaves of a forest...  The arrow does not <streak> away towards it's
targets, indeed, it almost seems to float away from the bow, as if
it's not in any great hurry.

  Standing there, 'Lizybethy turns a questioning eye toward the Archer,
and raises an eyebrow...  "Wait! Just watch, and see the fun!" claims
the Archer.

  Both watch the arrow as it seems to shimmer and sing it's way across
the room ...  Actually, the arrow seems to be turning, curving it's way
across the room. And then, almost as in sympathetic motions, the gooey
mess that is on the floors seems to roll, and wave, trying to reach the
arrow.

  The arrow is spinning faster;  a humming sound begins to be
heard above the general noise of the <whooshing> and <Slooshing>
as food flows fast and heavy.

  Shadowette and Ratigan look up;  the arrow is circling directly
above them.  all around, the mass of chocolate and caramel and what-
nots (pink and blue what-nots, as it were) are following the arrow...
faster and faster it circles;  soon, there is a litteral WALL of
gooey material flowing in a circle around the pair.

   People standing away from them see most of the floor covering
begin to pulse, and collect around a now very worried looking shadowette
and rat...  in only moments, the floor (which was over ankle deep)
is now down to just a slippery covering;  it has all collected
into a whirling column of goo;  The happless pair can no longer
be seen, but they can be heard...

   The column reaches higher and higher, getting thicker and
thicker as more and more goo collects... suddenly, with a <snap> that
can be heard by everyone, the arrow _STOPS_.

   The entire wall of goo <which is by now, many feet thick and
almost touching the clouds> colapses inward, and downward.  A
wave of goo comes flooshing out in all directions, and of course,
the hapless and now VERY gooie occupants of this torrent go
spinning off in different directions.
   The wave spreads outward, overwhelming the ARC'ers that were
nearest it, and gradually  dropping in size as it spread.  By
the time it reached the corner where the Archer and 'Lizybethy
were standing, it was little more than a lap at the toes.

  "How's that, 'Lizybethy?"

Jasonzied - getyourrecirculationpumpshere!

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