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Capture The Flag


Bracket

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You dissapear into a grassy area where you throw yourself onto the ground, laughing, gloating over your devious performance. You look up to take a good look at the Flag..only...where is it?! How did this happen?!

**Whistles**

"Up here" Your speechless as you see me floating away inside a hot air balloon waving the flag .."I'VE GOT IT! Ahahahaha!!" :devil:

I whistle tunelessly to myself as i assemble the giant crossbow kit i just bought.

I have to test it and what better target than this convenient hot air balloon?

oh look, its that flag again! i'd better take it for safe keeping! :innocent::lol:

Edited by glyndowers heir
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Till I do my special call af the Kaklu. What is a Kaklu you ask? Ha...glad you asked. It's a prehistoric flying badger that has laid dormant for thousands of years. It likes warm weather, dark caves and surprisingly - peanut butter. This is irrelevant to you, as all you know is what I call the Kaklu Kall...a screech that paralyzes you in the air balloon. The Kaklu grabs the flag and drops it to me. Just to be sure...I have it go back and gnaw a hole in the air balloon. Have fun.

glyndowers beat me to it. I don't feel like re-writing this...so glyndowers must have then got back in the hot air balloon to escape, then what I wrote above happened. :)

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Ozzy.. flushed with victory, and having EASILY dodged Glyndowers clumsy crossbow attempt (he really SHOULD have read the bit in the assembly manual about "don't assemble indoors") .. decides its silly to be IN a hot air balloon, and sensibly slides down the ropes into the passenger basket.

Uncorking a bottle of Vintage Champagne (Tesco's... December 2010... Wednesday), he settles back to admire the flag, and the fruits of victory, whistling a cheerful tune as he does so.

Gradually, he becomes aware that his whistled rendition of "By Dawns Early Light" has a counterpoint. A deep, bass, buzzing noise.

Ozzy initially disregarded this as a symptom of his premature Tinnitus: a result of the damage to his Tympanic Membrane occasioned during his teenage experiments with Aural Sex (in turn a consequence of his Dyslexia whilst briefly flicking through a copy of "Joy of Sex" by Alex Comfort in the Opticians waiting room).

But then a shadow is cast across the basket of the balloon, and Ozzy realises that the buzzing has an external source. He looks up to see the Sun eclipsed by a monstrous apparition. AN ORANGE ZEPPELIN !!!!!

The gentle, hypnotic drone of the Drazy Hoops turns into a turbine-powered PURRRRRRR as the Rotors Rotate to bring the Dirigible on a collision course with the helpless Ozzy.

At the last minute before collision, Ozzy realises that the Zeppelin is decorated as a large Shark. Possibly with lasers in its forehead. At the last minute, the "mouth" of the shark opens - "Moonraker-Stylee" - and the hapless Ozzy - balloon and all - is drawn into the innards of the Diabolical Orange Device.

A team of Orange-Clad Ninja Surly Minions descend, and within minutes Ozzy is Disarmed, Debagged, De-Flagged and - in handcuffs - Detained for Debriefing in Disarray. The Flag is carried away.

High on the Bridge of Her Majesties Dirigible "Tunafish", Ships Cat looks on in satisfaction as the flag is duly packed away into a crate, and the crate nailed shut. And sealed. A Minion stamps a picture of a Fish on the side, along with an unfeasably long serial number.

the end of the story , you may think ? Ships Cat has the flag, after all.

But as the end-credits roll, we see the Dirigible "Tunafish" high above a seemingly endless jungle.. a crate being lowered by hoist to the ground, and into the metalic grasp of a fork-lift truck.

the Fork-lift approaches a small building with HUGE steel blast-doors... surely invisible from the air ? The doors open to reveal an elevator, into which the fork-lift - and our En-crated flag - drives.

With a powerful whine of hydraulics, the elevator plunges downward... and downward.. and downward. Finally, the doors open to reveal a VAST warehouse... with shelf after shelf of racking stretching 50' high.. and forwards as far as the dim light can see.

The fork lift powers forward purposely towards the vanishing point, carrying our En-crated flag down the long aisle, obviously with a sense of destination. Somewhere on these shelves, is a gap to put our encrated flag in.

Next to uncounted thousands of similar crates.

All with a picture of a flag.. and a LONG serial number.

High above the styxian storage cavern, the Dirigible "Tunafish" guns its engines, and rises into the sky. It is obviously in haste... its crew given new instructions, new destinations.

Ships Cat has retired from the Bridge, and is in his quarters. He surveys the latest Flag report, and the instructions for the NEXT one, and ponders....

"when will they EVER learn" ?

Meow Purr :)

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Having heard from Bracket about this flag game weeks ago, I went to his place and plied him with beer and cheetos, watching him giggling like a schoolgirl and twirling his silly flag. Oh yes, he mocked all that would come to the game with great glee. :yes:

However... :ph34r:

As Bracket finally passed out about 4 in the morning, hand down his pants and flag dangling limply from his other hand hanging over the arm of the lawn chair in his living room I had a devious plan. I, ever so gently (cuz you know I'm all graceful and whatnot), slipped the flag from his hand and placed a gps microchip with teleportation capabilities inside it.

I slipped it back into his drunken grasp and went home to program the flag's coordinates into the chip in my head kindly supplied by the alien lifeforms from my youth.

Now. Today. While it seems all is lost and the last two posters have fallen down in awe of the uberkitty's final grab (I'm quite sure they actually fell in awe after the initial sex statements and didn't read any more), all is NOT LOST! I yank my earlobe and teleport right to the spot the flag is hidden, snatch it out of it's crevice and look around for evildoers.

Seeing none, since it's assumed all is safe now, I pull on my one lock of blonde hair left on my poor overdyed head, and teleport off to Venus, madly giggling about my triumph!

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Having heard from Bracket about this flag game weeks ago, I went to his place and plied him with beer and cheetos, watching him giggling like a schoolgirl and twirling his silly flag. Oh yes, he mocked all that would come to the game with great glee. :yes:

However... :ph34r:

As Bracket finally passed out about 4 in the morning, hand down his pants and flag dangling limply from his other hand hanging over the arm of the lawn chair in his living room I had a devious plan. I, ever so gently (cuz you know I'm all graceful and whatnot), slipped the flag from his hand and placed a gps microchip with teleportation capabilities inside it.

I slipped it back into his drunken grasp and went home to program the flag's coordinates into the chip in my head kindly supplied by the alien lifeforms from my youth.

Now. Today. While it seems all is lost and the last two posters have fallen down in awe of the uberkitty's final grab (I'm quite sure they actually fell in awe after the initial sex statements and didn't read any more), all is NOT LOST! I yank my earlobe and teleport right to the spot the flag is hidden, snatch it out of it's crevice and look around for evildoers.

Seeing none, since it's assumed all is safe now, I pull on my one lock of blonde hair left on my poor overdyed head, and teleport off to Venus, madly giggling about my triumph!

While you were busy writing that very long post, I easily came up behind and grabbed the flag, you never saw me coming. :ph34r:

Edited by Amberlight
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Gah! Chases Amber down and tackles her, pausing slightly to enjoy the fluffly fur feeling against my palms, then remembers what I'm doing and snatches the flag away while she's busy calling her lawyer.

Takes a cue from Bat and runs like hell.

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No you didn't. I did. I now have it in my pants, where I am in a night club dancing with my goth friends. You know Bauhaus and Sisters.

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I have the flag because I was disguised as one of your goth friends and I pick pocketed you. Now I am in the bathroom laughing at my ingenuity.

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No you didn't. I did. I now have it in my pants, where I am in a night club dancing with my goth friends. You know Bauhaus and Sisters.

TP's to Ghost (having long since been a stalker :devil: ), reaches from behind him, dancing and swaying as he thinks I'm just another chick, reaches down his pants and snatches it!

Woot!

To the ladies room!

I have the flag because I was disguised as one of your goth friends and I pick pocketed you. Now I am in the bathroom laughing at my ingenuity.

DAMN great minds!

Yanks it from Amber's paws and puts her out the window, locking it behind her. :P

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Destroys the club's bathroom wall with a bulldozer and while everyone was screaming at the maylay I reach down, grab Nadias flag and roll away. Flag + bulldozer = happiness!

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Destroys the club's bathroom wall with a bulldozer and while everyone was screaming at the maylay I reach down, grab Nadias flag and roll away. Flag + bulldozer = happiness!

I put a lego block on front of the bulldozer...stopping it so suddenly it tips forward causing Amberlight to drop the flag. I grab the flag and drop into the sewer.

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I put a lego block on front of the bulldozer...stopping it so suddenly it tips forward causing Amberlight to drop the flag. I grab the flag and drop into the sewer.

And then a rat chews your leg, causing you to fall down. I grab the flag, leap out of the manhole, release the lego from my bulldozer, jump back on, and continue on my merry way in a state of happiness.

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Until your hit by a car at 80mph. Why...it's Ozzy! I take the Flag from your dead hand and head toward the club. Does a ritual dance to "Stimata Marty" by Bauhaus :devil:

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I managed to cling to life long enough to crawl back to the club, drown my pain with some shots, then find you drunk as a skunk. Drool coming out of your mouth, I take the flag and crawl to the bushes where I say, "It's mine, my only, my precious!"

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Then Ozzy and I hire Bauhaus to hypnotize you. While you're in a trance Ozzy grabs the flag and we flee. As Ozzy is running he realizes that it is not me he is running with...it is a donkey, and it is not the flag he is holding, it is my boxers with hearts on them, that I had worn for one month straight. Bauhaus had hypnotised him as well. I now have the flag as I get away in my trusty Ford Festiva.

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Driving your Festiva, you stop to pick up an attractive hitchhiker. She gets into the car, showing a lot of leg. As you start to stammer your name, the Hitchhiker grabs the flag from where it was and knocks you over the head with it. Coming to hours later, you realize that it was the Bat using yet another ploy from the Looney Toons handbook, ala Bugs Bunny.

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Driving your Festiva, you stop to pick up an attractive hitchhiker. She gets into the car, showing a lot of leg. As you start to stammer your name, the Hitchhiker grabs the flag from where it was and knocks you over the head with it. Coming to hours later, you realize that it was the Bat using yet another ploy from the Looney Toons handbook, ala Bugs Bunny.

Damnit! I fell for the attractive hitchhiker is actually the Bat doing another Loony Toons shenanigans trick again! Eff it. Keep the damn flag. For now. (Cue evil laugh)

I gotta go all out and get an Escort.

Edited by Ghostfinder
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Knowing that truebat now has the flag, i resist the sexy hitchhiker getup, jump into the Festiva passenger seat, take the flag, and kick truebat out the door. Lying on the side of the road with a dress, blonde wig, and pantyhose all over the batman suit, truebat curses my ingenuity as i speed away in the Festiva.

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i rifle through Brackets movie collection, he spots me, and in his anguish at the fact somebody is rifling through his beloved movies

he drops the flag,

I HAVE THE FLAG!

Edited by just a bloke
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Only your immediately met by a sharp pain shooting through your head down to your feet and collapse, you've dropped the Flag. :devil:

**Looks down, "Well, that was just a temporary pain, he's sleeping now so I don't feel that bad." ** Shrugs and drops the Baseball bat and now picks up the Flag. **

Off I go! :D

Edited by Ozzy Valentine
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What is that stinging in your eye? It is the rubber band I just shot you with. You fall to the ground screaming, "Why, why me. For out thou have forsaken my thine. Where hearts have perished. Give me simple joy. I have served you well."

I really have no idea what the hell any of that meant. I shoot you in the other eye with a rubber band. Grab the flag and run.

I yell back, something I have told many people I have bested. Many a kings army have heard this battle cry spoken from my lips. "Suck it."

I run. I am free with the flag.

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**Looks down, "Well, that was just a temporary pain, he's sleeping now so I don't feel that bad." ** Shrugs and drops the Baseball bat and now picks up the Flag. **

mistake in dropping the baseball bat as i am wearing a crash helmet,

one large cartoon like lump on your head later, I HAVE THE FLAG,

hops on motorbike & rides off into the sunset :ph34r::P

Edited by just a bloke
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**Looks down, "Well, that was just a temporary pain, he's sleeping now so I don't feel that bad." ** Shrugs and drops the Baseball bat and now picks up the Flag. **

mistake in dropping the baseball bat as i am wearing a crash helmet,

one large cartoon like lump on your head later, I HAVE THE FLAG,

hops on motorbike & rides off into the sunset :ph34r::P

Ok...redone for just a bloke:

What is that stinging in your eye? It is the rubber band I just shot you with. You fall to the ground screaming, "Why, why me. For out thou have forsaken my thine. Where hearts have perished. Give me simple joy. I have served you well."

I really have no idea what the hell any of that meant. I shoot you in the other eye with a rubber band. Grab the flag and run.

I yell back, something I have told many people I have bested. Many a kings army have heard this battle cry spoken from my lips. "Suck it."

I run. I am free with the flag.

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