Last Poster Wins

Started by Tigataga, January 16, 2014, 02:02:27 AM

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Boatman

True... But I have the win.
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SpiralSpider

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"If you get hurt, hurt them back. If they kill you... walk it off."

Boatman

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SpiralSpider

Fits right in my pocket.
~ My Ons/Offs, Characters and general RP info ~ Where am I?

"If you get hurt, hurt them back. If they kill you... walk it off."

Boatman

Hankies fine, but wins mine.
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Dys Astyr

Oh look, something new for me to conquer.  ;D
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

Remove win from girl and takes leave in gyrocopter. Waves... 'Cya'.
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Dys Astyr

Takes a remote out of her pocket and pushes the big red butting, blowing up the gyrocopter.

I don't think so.
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

Pulls pen out of Tux pocket releasing steerable chute. Counts to three (any further would be challenging) and drops armed pen bomb on enemy agent. On landing, unfolds cummerbund bicycle and makes speedy(ish) getaway.

[Cue James Boat music...]
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Dys Astyr

Turns into 006 because... Sean Bean that's why, and then wins by virtue of being Boromir.

8-)
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

"Bye 006... you were good... but not good enough."

Unfolds jetpack on bicycle and zooms off into distance like burst balloon (with win).
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Dys Astyr

Watches as the shoddy jetpack springs a fuel leak and plummets out of the sky.

Puts on sunglasses.

Walks away as giant explosions go off behind her.


Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

Presses forcefield button just in time (as per the script) and emerges unharmed from the inferno.
Hits 'off' button, but not working.
"Bl**dy thing!... Q, when I get my hands on your scrawny..." Then it works.
Adjusts bow tie and checks hair in emergency mirror.
Saunters off with win chuckling, before stopping suddenly.
"Hmm... didn't get the girl!"
Checks script.
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Dys Astyr

Steels the script and the win

You'll never take me alive! Bwhahahahaaaaa!
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

Sees poor boat girl struggling off towards horizon dragging heavy paper copy of script which includes all the camera and digital mastering instructions.
Her heel breaks.
He casually combs fingers though his hair to match image on film poster and steps into replica DB5 which was on standby.
'Vrooms up to girl, and casually enquires, "Want a lift anywhere?" And then with a practiced part winning smile, he turns on the backing track and utters manfully,
"The name's boat, James boat... But you can call me James. Hop in (inwardly chuckling at broken heel)."
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Dys Astyr

(Ye Gods, I just hurt myself laughing right now. Seriously. That was awesome.)

Laughs from her secret villain lair as Mr. Boat falls for the old body double trick.
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

Boat, sensing danger, throws cat he had in basket at the girl.
She catches and strokes it.
He gives her a raised eyebrow look.
"What?,” she squawks.
“You’re not the girl I want... She has allergies. Bye sweetheart.”
Boat turns on tracker and puts his foot down heading for the secret hideout (or wherever the tracker has fallen off).
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Dys Astyr

Has the tracker being used as bait in her oh so clever trap, watching Mr. Boat's progress on the Villain View Screen (patent pending)

Yes Mr. Boat, you are doing precisely as planned.

Steeples fingers and laughs nefariously

Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

"Only 2 hours left before that win explodes and contaminates the whole atmosphere with super-grow microscopic aliens... And you've stopped for an ice cream and a pee!"
Boat wishes he had the script.
"It was a lovely scenic crumbling hairpin bend road, I was bursting, Ma'am. And breaks are in article 635 of the regulations."
"Damit Boat, find the woman, steal some heavy water from her to dilute the weed killer as per the packet, and destroy those aliens. Have I made myself clear?"
Boat twists the dial. "Sorry breaking up."
After checking his appearance in handheld electronic holographic mirror (Gov patent pending), Boat ignores the unreliable tracker and, following a road sign to "Secret Hideout - tradesman's entrance," roars up a despicably narrow track.
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Dys Astyr

Is rather surprised but not unprepared for Mr. Boat to find the service entrance.

Now now, Mr. Boat, didn't anyone ever tell you to call instead of showing up unannounced.

Keys a trap door that drops the tuxedoed man down a slide and into a laughably opulent "jail cell".
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

Boatman

Boat puts on the dressing gown and checks the jail's built in bar.
"Tut, tut, a 1563, such a bad year for champagne. And the geese have not been fattened at the correct rate in making this fois gras. What sort of place is this?
I hope I can expect better at dinner."
Having dealt with the essentials, he twists his watch face to blot out all surveillance whilst he waits to be seduced by some pretty girl before she leads him to the baddy.
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Dys Astyr

Is aggravated that the elaborate spy equipment she ordered off the internet doesn't seem to be working. Sends in arobot with a wig and a slinky dress for a disguise to find out what's going on in there.
Alive! Trying to catch up but there is a lot, please be patient! Thank you. <3

SpiralSpider

~ My Ons/Offs, Characters and general RP info ~ Where am I?

"If you get hurt, hurt them back. If they kill you... walk it off."

Prototype



The puritan filth, where ivy grows
The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose
The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge
Is what I choose for my last dirge

SpiralSpider

~ My Ons/Offs, Characters and general RP info ~ Where am I?

"If you get hurt, hurt them back. If they kill you... walk it off."