Thread Killers Anonymous

[HoopyFrood]

With members being different pieces?

That could be interesting. Although it would take someone dedicated to keep track of all the places

I want to be a Queen! Queen gets to move anywhere she wants.

[chrispenycate]

its news is captured
For the queen to use.
Move me on to any black square,
Use me any time you want,
Just remember that the goal
'Sfor us to capture all we want, anywhere,

[littlemissattitude]

Originally Posted by chrispenycate

its news is captured
For the queen to use.
Move me on to any black square,
Use me any time you want,
Just remember that the goal
'Sfor us to capture all we want, anywhere,

It's like I always say, Chris...there's a song for every occasion, and an occasion for every song.

And Hoopy...I just noticed for the first time that you list your location as Warwickshire. I wonder, do you know Wellesbourne, which I understand is in that region? I only ask because my oldest friend in the world (we've known each other since age three, officially, and our fathers grew up together) lives there.

[Marcus15]

Originally Posted by chrispenycate

its news is captured
For the queen to use.
Move me on to any black square,
Use me any time you want,
Just remember that the goal
'Sfor us to capture all we want, anywhere,

YES!

It took me forever to figure out this song was about chess! DUH!!

[HoopyFrood]

Originally Posted by littlemissattitude

And Hoopy...I just noticed for the first time that you list your location as Warwickshire. I wonder, do you know Wellesbourne, which I understand is in that region? I only ask because my oldest friend in the world (we've known each other since age three, officially, and our fathers grew up together) lives there.

It's through no fault of your own that you've only just noticed; my location changes regularly as I alternate between two parts of the country. Warwickshire is my home location but I admit that I'm pretty useless at knowing the area! I can't recall hearing of Wellesbourne, although now that I have I bet I start hearing it all over the place now that's it been brought to my attention, as seems to happen

Edit: Ah, Wikipedia shows that it's quite south of where I am. I'm at the very northern tip of Warwickshire, almost on the border.

[TheEndIsNigh]

Breath! Breath you damn thread, breath! breath!
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Ooooh nearly lost it then, lucky I was nearby it could have been a goner.

[Marcus15]

Let him die with dignity.
No need to prolong the agony.

[TheEndIsNigh]

Marcus it's not the dying (it's the taking part--- sorry I'll start again)

Marcus it's not the dying it's the fact that Hoopy would have killed it off. That’s the reason for the crash team above.

I'd gladly do the thing in myself but I'll be dammed before I let Hoopy be the last poster.
I can see the scene now.

Hoopy, a rather large orange dragon walks meaningfully toward the door. Disconcertingly the dragon is smiling; small wisps of smoke can be seen escaping from the sulphur encrusted nostrils. She walks with even pace, casually shifting her considerable mass from one hind leg to the other as she draws closer to the impressive silver inlaid solid oak door. Unfortunately as she misjudges her last step, her index claw scrapes against the portals iron like surface , a sound like a thousand cats' claws scraping against a thousand blackboards screeches out, deafening anybody on the other side of the door and sending them into paroxysms of agony as there back muscles clench from the ear piercing shrill. The dragons smile widens as the sound reaches her and she observes the chaos she has caused. She stoops down turning her head to one side so that she can fully inspect the door through one eye. The eye, like a deep fathomless pool, nearly matches the full height of the door and she realizes that this entrance was not intended for life forms of her bulk.

"Oh this won't do, this just won't do" she mumbles to herself, casually swinging her left leg back and then forwards again she kicks the door. The solid oak is rendered to smithereens as the door, ripped from it hinges is hurled across the room and the dragons foot mulches the frame, the wall and half the side of the building. As the dust settles the dragon again stoops, this time to inspect the damage and look for and surviving occupants. She notices movement from the assembled acquaintances huddled in the corner under a pile of rubble. They are coughing and spluttering. They are not pleased, several are invoking evil daemons and most are reaching for sharp pointy things with the intent of remonstrating with the orange apparition as she peers at them through the dust.

She ignores the bable like cacophony of raised voices.
"I just wanted to say," she roars, pausing for dramatic effect," I've killed off that pesky thread".
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I just couldn't let that happen Marcus, just couldn't....

[Ursa major]

I think Hoopy should not try to kill poor Jim until she's at least worked out that no part of Warwickshire is anywhere near the border with Scotland. (Or does she perhaps mean the boundary with another county?)

[Grimward]

And I, TEiN, am just glad that I'm not the one using the phrases "considerable mass", "life forms of her bulk" and the word "Hoopy" in the same sentence...

Making that mistake could cause one to land in another country....

[TheEndIsNigh]

Nice try Grim but two days is enough

[Grimward]

Enough for what? Her tail to finish its backswing in preparation for TEiN-launch?

[Marcus15]

I don't think I want to be here when that happens!

[Ursa major]

I don't know, though: it would be fun to watch.

[Corina]

next person who posts is banned! I am determined to kill this thread



jk, I won't ban anyone