RB-17: The Hippies

Like whoa man! This isn't the orgy I signed up for man.:eek:
Great story guys:goodjob:
 
Good job getting stonehenge... that makes... Bellflower up, I guess. Man, whatever.
 
There'll be trains of blossoms
There'll be trains of music
There'll be trains of trust
Trains of goldenrust
Sweet trains of thought
Le's hurry on down
Can you hurry?
Le's hurry on down to a stoned soul picnic
Le's hurry on down to a stoned soul picnic
There'll be lots of time and wine
Red yellow honey
Sassafras and moonshine
Stoned soul

And

Don't bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to me
Don't bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to me

Roll another one
Just like the other one
You've been holding on to it
And I sure will like a hit

Don't bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to me
Don't bogart that joint my friend
Pass it over to me

Roll another one
Just like the other one
That one's burned to the end
Come on and be a real friend
 
lurker's comment:
What is this OOC acronym you keep using in this thread?
 
LKendter said:
What is this OOC acronym you keep using in this thread?

Out Of Character. Non-hippy (for everyone but Pholk). We're also using bold type for OOC comments per Zalson's first post.

Thanks for lurking. :)
 
GreyFox said:
And why isn't your above boldface, dude?

Because it would have been out of character to be in character amidst an out of character topic.

Got it?

/off topic, I mean character, I think.

Edit:

I've been reflecting at how crappy of a start it is to be on a peninsula, boxed in by Gandhi, in a variant where we can't have an offensive war. :aargh: Normally, this would be great and I'd have had 7 or 8 axemen knocking on India about now.
 
I think the "don't bogart that joint" may be the "got it" ~ see, don't bogart that save, don't hog the save, give it to me, i've got it!! isn't it, like, totally obvious man ~ just think harder...no...just think...easier, dude...yeah....
 
Lurker's comment:

Whoa, it's like I'm seein' colors all over the place ! And this freaky hand ! Awesome, dude ! I like it how Rosie is chillin' with his grafx dude...

;) :D
 
Hey man, i didn't mean that everyone had to bold it. I mean, just chill. Do what you want... dudes :smoke:
 
Zalson said:
Hey man, i didn't mean that everyone had to bold it. I mean, just chill. Do what you want... dudes :smoke:

All these rules, Senator McCarthey! Establishmentarianism is the tool by which the rich maintain the status quo. The gears of capitalism are oiled by the blood of the working class! Stop harshing my mellow!
 
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmellow pies,
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstyle,
The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes.



"Wake up, Bell, wake up. There's this freak in a white linen suit wants to talk about this trip we are on."

Scratched the dream from my eyes and looked out the window of the bus. The Pranksters had lured me aboard with promises of women, and wine, and weed and good music, but what I saw out the window looked more like SE Asia, not a place I wanted to go back to.
Was this another of those "flashbacks"?
Rice paddies and jungle and little guys in purple pajamas and funny hats.
And then this fella in the white suit leered over the seat in front of me and started talking about Pranksters and Electric Kool-aid and Acid Tests. Man, get outta my face I need to concentrate and figger out where the heck I am.



775 BC
(Hinduism appears in Mecca)

Hare krishna, hare rama
So I tell the guy in the white linen suit to bother somebody else....I need to meditate
Ommmmm
Ken from Mecca finds a home with a herd of cows and some salmon in the sea. He knows how to herd cows but fishing remains a mystery to him.
The Cow Farm founded, no pigs around so I couldn;t call it The Hawg Farm
Hey, look...it's Country Joe and the Fish!

Gimme an F!
F!
Gimme an I!
I!
Gimme an S!
S!
Gimme an H!
H!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
What's that spell ?
FISH!




Mecca starts a Hindu Temple - need a place to meditate once I get off this bus.


Oh no, the flashbacks take a turn for the worse.



There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief,
Theres too much confusion, I cant get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.

No reason to get excited, the thief, he kindly spoke,
There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and i, weve been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two archers were approaching, the wind began to howl.





650 BC
San Francisco lost to the pigs

(Research begins on Hunting so we can do more than bounce little clubs off Alex's archers, though the war may be over before then.)

625 BC
(Mecca is training a chariot and the Arabs have converted to Hinduism - a religion shared by Gandhi and Alexander)



Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Huh!

Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.

And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
 
phew ~ i wonder if we even haev a chance! :confused: nice write-up...and it was mostly in song!!
 
What's with that Alex dude? I thought he was pretty chill when I met him. Hmmm... maybe the BC world isn't ready for hippies yet?

Outstanding write-up, Bede. We might just bite the dust here, but can I suggest an alternate way out?
 
Alex snuck into town with two archers and the warrior exploring east into India didn't see any other Greeks on the road. San Francisco can be back in our hands with three or four chariots and if Gandhi will close his borders to the Greek all should be well.
 
Very funny thread--I'm trying to think of famous hippy characters y'all could take voice from, but all I come up with is Shaggy (ruh roh!), and Neil, from the young ones. The thing about hippies is, they don't work! As far as I've seen.

So, if this try goes down to the pigs, you guys might want to adopt the 'hippy' ethos for a challenging variant--no tile improvements! (except maybe resources, or at least incense and dyes:p )
 
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