Citizen Group: The Knights of the Round Table

Vander

Privateering in Idaho
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Alright men, let's get seated. What's that? No seats? Not invented? Right. Let's try to gather around that table over there, then. No table? Not invented, right? Right. Anyway, let's make a circle over here then. And yes, we have invented a circle.

My fellow knights...

What's that? We're not knights? No swords, knights, or horses? Well how about chivalry and gentlemanly conduct? No, not that either? Right.... Anyway, down to business:


WHO WE ARE:
We are the knights of the Round Table: A weak reference to Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail. The idea of the group is to have as much fun in the DG as possible and make it entertaining for those lurking. This is first and foremost a game. It is designed to be an entertaining, uh, thing.

Current List of Knights:
King Arthur, the Noble (Vander)
Lord Chief Minister Rik Meleet
Lord First Knight CivGeneral
Lord Wiseman Octavian X, the-almost-not-appearing-in-this-group
Governor Bevedere, the Wise (Plexus)
Sir Lancelot, the Brewmiester (Cyc)

Sir SaaM, the Best
Sir Fier Canadien, the French
Sir Sharkey, The Penguin
Sir Peri, the Mighty
- Master of all Spam- free spam
Sir Noldodan, the Suprised
Sir Inter32, the Sporting
Sir Terman of Gnee, the Bold
Sir Bootstoos, the Ambitious
- Who bravely censored the vicious stick man of Conventry
Sir Grandmaster the Rambling
- Put in charge of Castle Anthrax
Sir Sarevok, the Scary Avatar
Sir Civinator, the random
Sir RoddyVR, the Needy
Sir America444, the Impirialist
Sir gunning1, the Curt

Former knights, whom haven't posted here enough...
Squire Majic, the Young, but Wise
Squire Gawain the who (BCLG100)
Squire Dingens, the Pink (tossi)
Squire Charon, the Meek


(I'm King cuz I make the group. Lords will be exceptional members and Sirs/Madams will be normal members. Odds are, more titles will be made about whenever I feel like it.)


First order of business:
What else floats on water?
 
Aye, Sire. Sign me to your list of names. I look forward to being a Knight of the Round Table. :thumbsup: Maybe one day I can say "Look, we have the Holy Hand Grenade.."

~Sir Lancelot, the brave
 
Originally posted by Vander
First order of business:
What else floats on water? [/B]

Gravy?
 
really small rocks?

well Im in, always wanned to ride(?) with the Knights of the round table.

~Sir Majic, the wise
 
Well, we hope to ride soon, anyway. We'll see who we are and how the research goes.
 
Can I join too please, please, please?

Is the answer a slice of lemon?
 
Wha' flows on 'ater ?

I remembah in me ol' days, when Rik was jus' a Rikky, growin up neah Loch Ness in Wee Bonny Scotlan' the'e we'e some 'nimals floatin' on 'ater.

They we'e called lucks, or pucks, or ducks or f- somethins. It canna be tha's wha's floatin' on 'ater?

If tisnt I canna tink of wha' floa's on 'ater. Or tmust be those pesky bugs tha' stingya anna makes you' skin go all red and bubbly and then the Shaman comes an' drains alloya blood and you feel empty foa days an' still yoa skinnis itchin'.

Pleas' tell Sir Rik whattit is, I canna sleep thinkin' 'bout it.
 
Yes, ducks float. Now, if we only had whichcraft invented. Then someone could be turned into a newt....

NEXT ORDER OF BUSINESS:
Best way to deal with Robin's Minstrels (Once we invent music)
 
Mmmmm Minstrels. I suggest we pinch them and share them amongst the poor.
 
A funny citizen's group? I've never seen one of these before... Sign me up, and give me whatever adjective you wish.
 
Dear lords, the answer is quite clear.
The minstrels know tunes that clearly require the knowledge of the Musical Theory. Since we don't have that tech yet it's quite obvious they've been pushing the turn button- using the .sav files to predict the future.
As we all know, we do not tolerate cheating in this DG, I say we have reason enough to ban them.

As for Ser Robin, you stand accused of knowingly hiring such criminals, and you will be dealt with severly......Ser Robin?

Ser Robin?


Oooh, could I take his place?
 
Count me in, in this odd group.
 
My good gentlemen, let me first of all bewarn you of the fabled Castle Anthrax, home to.... a bunch of attractive young women who will never let you leave the castle, as well a Grail-Shaped Beacon which will lead you into their clutches. You have been warned; avoid the Grail-Shaped Beacon at ALL COSTS...

Unless of course you'd like to spend all eternity with some 100 blondes and brunettes between the ages of 18 and 21 + 1/2....

Count me in as...

Trumpet noise
Sir Grandmaster the Rambling

PS: And about the minstrels.... I say we let them free at the Anarcho-Syndacist Commune, where they can live in their natural habitats with the other poor folk....
 
Wow, I take a nap, and the size of my humble (soon to be) knighthood doubles. SWEET! Er, uh, Very good. Indeed and all that lot.
 
Now that we have a good amount of Kuhnigits, I mean knights, I propose we work on getting a means of transportation. Here I see two avenues of thought.

1. we can all go on an expedition to the tropics in search of coconuts. It's the right time of the year for that...

2. we can debate the possibilities of the sparrow's (African or European) ability to transport the cocnuts to us on their normal flight patterns. In which case we might as well just stay here and wait for them. It's a good time of the year to do that also. :D

Thoughts?
 
Now don't get too excited here, we don't even know where Africa or Europe is, or if we live there. So I thikn our best course of action will be into the jungle. Knights, what say you?
 
Very true, m'Lord. (Sir Lancelot nods slowly and respectfully)

But you're trying to bring logic into our discussion. Is that appropriate? I say we debate the possibilities of the sparrow theory until we've exhausted all possibilities of the sparrow theory and can move onto other probable posssibilities that may or may not have just as much, if not more of a chance of convincing us that we should journey in the tropics.

(A loud voice from behind..."Get on with it!")

By the way, m'Lord, where is the Jungle?
 
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