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Kailkay sat around, his boyish good looks winning him nothing in the way of affection or interest when regarding the ladies. Bitter at this, he took a swig of his ale, taking a deep, glorious mouthful of the golden brown draught.

~Remember the good old days...?~

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His bow was nothing but elite. The elven blood within him, his father's Sacred Archer blood infused within Kailkay had been nothing but an aid, but woe-alas... his inherent ability to potently charge his arrows much against his will was nothing but the greatest of blows when dealing with his disqualification. The arrows thudded straight on mark, but his inborn skills were classified as cheating, after much careful debate by the judges.

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The thing of freakish qualities, blistered, pus-oozing skin of purplish qualities, obviously nearing the stages of final decomposition lurched forward a half a step, it's cruel limp leaving loose flaps of skin all over it's rotten body flapping, the bare ribcage and open chest cavity showing long dead, half eaten organs uselessly hanging by a sickening display of stretched connective tissues. The thing groaned in the most devilish of ways, taking a clumbsy swipe at Kailkay, whom keenly stepped back, in purest of horror and shock.

This was no ancient, ruined temple of treasure, oh no.

This was the ancient's tomb!

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~"Yes, I remember the good old days."~

He gulped back another mouthful of the blissful drink and wiped the froth from his cleanshaven chin and lips on the back of his silken sleeve, quite soiled with repeated actions of this very nature.

He stood up from his stool and looked down into the mug. He saw his reflection, and closed his eyes, turning away. His hood came up over his head, cloak wrapping more tightly, more snuggly, over his frame; Cloak of forest green. Hah, his father's old one.

Quarterstaff in hand, bow over his shoulder and quiver at his hip, with a half a travel ration at his hip, he pushed out of the inn and stretched, looking about the bright daylight of the area.

He'd been drinking and it was hardly past high noon yet.

Time to get adventuring; A clean slate means a fresh start; A fresh start means more adventuring!

...And off down the gravel road he traveled, leaving this town, never having learned it's name; He stayed for a day and was once again upon his way. Where did he head?

Who can really say where the path they walk down leads without actually walking down the path in the first place?

Psst! What does this have to do with the plot of the game? :P
"A fresh start means more adventures huh? I'll be there."

Jafar walks down the path, shadowing Kailkay with a prank in mind..
 

(it's a continuation to the old hero6 plot thread)   :P  

Kailkay walks down the road, not noticing the banana peel until its too late.

*Slip, SPLAT*

"Thats what you get for not inviting me"
Jafar walks out of the shadows and helps Kailkay up.

Kailkay finds himself utterly humiliated, and feels no remorse when he retaliates with a series of expertly placed bonkings at Jafar, before realizing whom the little pink puffball is.

He straightens up, scowling, dusting himself off, a nasty glare at Jafar.

"Think you're coming, eh Jaffy?"

He snorts and turns his nose up into the air, stomping off down the gravel road, back to the nuisance of a too-much-loved little pink... round... grr!

(Nice to see that this thread has been reborn... Do you think it'll last for at least 100 pages?)

(I hope so. Where are you headed? I think I'd rather adventure with somebody who has a sense of humor :P )

(I think I'll see how this adventure shapes up first before joining.  :D  Carry on)

Jafar rubs his head and sighs.
"Some people have absolutely no sense of humor. I don't just think I'm coming, I know. One way, or another. <_< "

Kailkay stares at Jafar a moment. In one way or another?

"Hah. Hah hah hah...!" He throws back his head and begins to laugh, rolling his shoulders in a gentle shrug. Oh, how funny.

"No sense of humor? Nah, I just don't find pink humor very funny." He continues to walk off down the road, staff clutched tight in hand.

"You can come, but you'll be the meatshield if you do. I'm not getting beat up for Your sake. Mahahaha..."

His cloak swirls about his ankles as he walks.

(Damnit, what did I JUST say about no spamming? Yeesh. ONE post here a day, jeeeez.)

Jafar shrugs.
"Fine with me. I need the exercise anyway.

Kailkay rolls his eyes and continues briskly down the path, hunting for sheer adventure, sheer excitement sheer- WhuTHUD!

Arrows! From the bushes!

"Gah! Duck and cover, Jafar! They'll pop you like so many rubber-skinned balloon-type kirbies!"

Jafar grabs his shield and holds it over his head.
"This is all your fault. You just had to take that shortcut."
Jafar casts Flame Dart on the bushes. The bushes burn away to reveal....

a hallucinajenic, half-drunk brigand.

Kailkay makes short work of the 16 bit opponent, using a series of dodge - smack - dodge - smacks.

"My fault? How could it be my fault! I didn't want to take the short cut, but with your tiny little legs, y'know, I can barely hope to get to... well, wherever I really wanna go if you're lagging way behind.

Keep or... Uhm... Kip out???"

Jafar shakes his head.
"I was keeping up just fine. you were the one who-"
Suddenly, Jafar notices that the forest is darker then usual and completely silent. Never a good sign.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Suddenly, it begins to rain and a mysterious old house is visible in the distance.
Jafar points to the house.
"Come on, lets wait out the storm in there."

Outchanter snoozes gently in a chair by the fire. He'd discovered the house a few days earlier and since there didn't seem to be an occupant, he'd taken the chance to rest up and refresh his food supplies before continuing on his grand adventure.

Suddenly his dreams of gigantic delicious marshmallows are interrupted by a knock at the door.

Jumping out of the chair he wonders what would happen if the owner of the house returned. He looks over the messy room in dismay. This could be very bad.

On the other hand ... he had sort of been, looking after the house, hadn't he?

Opening the door a crack he sees a tall ranger and something which looks suspiciously like a gigantic marshmallow standing outside. Almost like the one in his dream. He sways slightly. Maybe the house's owner had been a giant marshmallow, whose ghost had been haunting his dreams - and now his relatives had come to reclaim the house? Some part of him urged him to run away, but since they did look rather cold and hungry...

"Who are you and what do you want?"

"Just travelers trying to keep out of the rain. You're the owner of this house?"
Jafar looks around the house as he talks with the man who answered the door. 'I have a bad feeling about this place' he thinks. 'Theres something...wrong about it. but if this guy can stay here, it should be safe.'

Kailkay, gruffly, barges into the house, tossing his staff off by the door in one way, his cloak in the other, to dry on a rather nice, looking rug. Boots are kicked off and he has a cozy seat by the fire, where Outchanter was previously hired.

"Of course he's the owner of the house, you inflatable wallop sack. Why else would he be here, dumby?"

He stretches languidly, and grins up at the man, sighing quietly to himself at first.

"How about some tea, lad? Or even better, get me a nice, frothy, golden brew ale. Hop to it, there. We be famous adventurers on another of our epic quests."

"Tea? Why of course sir," says Outchanter nervously before translocating quickly to the kitchen and returning with two steaming cups which he hands to the famous adventurers.

Famous adventurers? On a journey?

"Hold on a second - you aren't the owners of this house. What're you doing ordering me around?" He scowls at the pair, especially at the more human looking one who had just usurped his comfortable place by the fire.

Jafar smiles apologeticly. "You'll have to excuse my companion. He's a bit of a control freak."

He turns to Kailkay, about to say something when he notices a familar symbol over the fireplace.
"Wait, Isn't that the same as the tatoo the legendary pirate, Pig-nosed Pete had on his nose? Look at it."

Sure enough, the symbol was a warthogs skull and crossbones. Could the house be the hiding place for Pete's treasures? Or was this some sort of coincidence?

"Pig-nose Pete?" OC jumps around and looks at the symbol. "D'you think the Famous Vlakvark may have had something to do with this house?" he asks nervously.

Before Jafar can reply, footsteps are heard just outside the door. Heavy footsteps.
"That must be the houses owner."
The doorknob rattles, then a loud *THUNK* is heard at the door.
Jafar hears a deep voice on the other side of the door.
"Lost my key..."
Jafar gives a sheepish look to the others.
"I guess I locked the door by mistake. Bad habit. So, whos going to answer the door?"

Of course, by the time the question is even asked, Kailkay's already at the door, dumb grin on his face.  He opens it, and smiles into the belly of the tall, stout, angry looking man, with a rather bit deformed nose.

"Well, hiya, big guy. Come on in, make yourself at home... Tea's abrewin', don't worry. You can even rest your feet over here by the fire. Mind the comfortable looking chair, though, it's mine." He turns on his heels and heads over.

Pete isn't ammused. "Make meself at home, boy...? THIS BE ME HOUSE!" His bellowing shakes the very foundation the house rests on.

"Well, ye don't need to hollar about it. Come on in, rest yourself. The fire's warm today."

"GE' OUTTAH ME CHAIR, YAH LAND LUBBER!"

*walks in* O.o *walks out*

there's a knock on the door.

:unsure: A knock on the door?
What may it foretell?
Is this ancient house haunted -
A gateway to hell?

*looks suspiciously around* well, I can't see any fires. I'll just answer the door then?

*opens door*

*Bierhoff steps in*

Hello, let me introduce myself, I'm Lord Bierhoff and I represent ACME backpack vacs.  I here to show you our new 2000X line of backpack vacs.  As you can see, pur backpack vacs can be wore on your back so that you no longer need to drag your vacuum clear around with you...

*<_< Aha. Why would you need a gateway to hell anyway when hell sends salesmen to your door anyway?*

*screams quietly to himself a few seconds before feeling calm enough to reply*

No thanks, we're not interested. *closes door*

But what about these new attachment heads.  Take the crevise tool for instance... aww, why does no one like me? :(  All I want is to help make peoples' houses nice and clean :(

Your destiny to become a door to door salesman?

well, that's rather unfair, eh  :angry:
 

Yeah, brethren, for even the lowliest of the low - these salespeople from hell - deserve to be treated like human beings!

*gestures grandly at LB*

Come in, have some tea ... but! You'll have to leave that thing behind you. *glares at the vac-o-matic*

why thank you.  :lol:
Are you sure your not interested in a backpack vac, they really are quite useful

Oh well
*takes of backpack vac and steps inside*

An echoing sound is heard  from the chimney, followed by a black-clad figure who is so covered by soot that you couldn't tell anyway. He stands up and begins brushing himself off,  then, suddenly noticing that there are others in the room, spins around. realizing that he is in no immediate danger,he addresses the people around him.

"does anyone know where I am?"

Is that you, Santa?

"This is the house of Pig-nosed Pete, Who's so mad that he's ready to beat,
The tresspassing adventurers until they cry, How'dya like this poem? Okay, goodbye!"
Jafar takes a bow and heads for the door.

adveturers? perhapse they'd be interested in an ACME mini vac, they're very portable, good for the road  :D  

What, is Pig-Nosed Pete still here? Why hasn't he done anything during the last ten posts?

Do you have any flying vac-o-matic's?

ummm, no, I don't think so... sorry, we're fresh out, however we still have a few hovering ones left

Any chance that I can get 50% off?   :D  

Sure, just take everything off above the waist, or below, whichever you prefer.  It's all good. B)  

Huh?   :blink:  

*whirls around in confusion*

where's that voice coming from?
Is that the narrator?

sounds almost like a subliminal message to me.

Striker was making a joke about "50% off".

Striker, this is a family forum!!!  :P

I realise what Striker was saying, however I'll say it once and only once... there's no chance in hell that I'll strip on the net or in a public place.  That's just bent and wrong.  Would you?    :blink:  

(I should clarify that is supposed to be a rhetorical question and I'm NOT propositioning anyone  :P)

sweetheart, for you I've got one that's 100% off... the ground that is (comes with being a hovering vac and all)

Ooh! Free vacuum cleaners! *grabs one and starts vacuuming joyfully with it*

I  think you biffed there, LB

WOW!  Thanks LB!  I've always wanted one of these.

My... My... My... *heartattack!* *FLOP!*

It's not my fault! *Points at Ignus* HE DID IT!

Why is it my fault? How do we know that you weren't responsible?

Don't try to shove the blame on me, Dragon Breath. <_<  

You want dragon breath? well I think I can accomidate.

*breathes  a small tongue of flame at Jafar*

Hehe, this gives a whole new meaning to "flame war".

Here is a souvenir for both of you (http://www.cafepress.com/herostaleinn.8855940?zoom=yes#zoom)

Ooh, that's cool! Err.. I mean, that's hot!

*Stands there looking burnt and cartoony*
~COUGH~ *Faints*

*hands Jafar some dragon's breath*

That'll fix you up  ;)  

*gulp, gulp*
Ahh. Thanks Pwincess. It's alot better in liquid form.

Gnome Ann has also sent this soup for you

*hands the soup to Jafar*

Hehe.. soup from Gnome Ann. Enjoy the soup, Jafar!

*Tastes the soup*
It tastes.....BLARG! HACK! COUGH! PATOOEY!
AHHHH!! :wacko:  

Sorry, I didn't realise it was going to be that bad...   :(  

Thats okay, I just need to adjust to the taste. 'Oops! I spilled it all. Oh well, I guess I can't finish it.' ;)  

*puddy walks up and gives the soup a sniff and then walks off*

appearantly there's something worse  than my breath  :P  

*Hands in Ignus a mint*

That will cool you breath down  ;)  

*carefully unwraps the mint and pops it into his mouth. Ignus gets a verry funny look on his face*

Da mint ith tuck to my tung.

Pwincess, have you been feeding Ignus those ACME Anti-Dragon ® Mints again? :rolleyes:

*checks the wrapping*

Oh no, not again... sorry Ignus  :(  

Here Iggy, I got some cinnamon gum... as well as, salsa, kochujang, and vindaloo.
One of them ought to be able to fix that mint

With those pants of yours ... have you ever thought of setting up a store?

All exotic items - no need to wait for imports!

Hehe, I'd visit a shop like that...

They've started selling cinnamon gum again over here (Big Red)...

I have thought of it... but what's the point, it's not like I need to make any money  :rolleyes: and I think I'm generous enough that no one goes in want of exotic (or mondain) things

'Mondain'? That sounds incredibly exotic :-P You wouldn't have any mundane stuff though would you?

I have that too *pulls out a roll of camera film, a mug, a scrap of paper, and hat*

Maybe its a little late, but shouldn't we get KLK some medical help?

*points into the sky* is it a bird? No ... it's ... SuperDoc!

he looks familiar. Have we seen him before?

Gee's, I thought it was SuperTed  :(  

*pulls a book out of his pocket.  it's title reads "medical help for dumbies"*

You... wrecked... my... thread!


*begins exploding things.*

EDIT: *with his humungous Sig! AHAHAHAA!*

hey! that look like fun. *joins KLK in exploding things*

Find me something to break people with, Iggy.

stuff to break  people? I only have stuff to break over people, and  not a very  prolific supply at that.

like this? *pulls out a rubber mallet and bops KLK on the head*
hummm, guess not, he didn't break *tosses mallet over his shoulder.  It smashes throw a window*

Excuse me for bumping up older topics, but the inactivity is driving me bazooka.
Lets talk about something. Anything! PLEASE! :wacko:  

Well, Puddy (our cat) caught another mouse today and brought it back home.

I bet he's waay ahead of our cat. Then again, maybe he doesn't catch mice because he's already gotten them all. That reminds me, another cat we owned was the real-life version of Garfield. :rolleyes:  

Loved food?  :D

Since we live in the middle of a farm, you never know what puddy is going to bring in... suspects range from mice, rats, birds, and a variety of lizards, including 50cm frilled necked lizards, legless lizards which look like snakes, etc.  I still don't understand how he brings them in the house because he has to jump two storeys to get to a ledge, then walk one and a half metres along a very narrow ledge (and if he falls down there are two dogs waiting to play with him) to get to the cat flap.

P.S.  I've attached a photo of Puddy which I took last year:

well, your cat is definitely smarter than my cat.

I noticed that the H6 Plot thread in the archives is missing whole pages around the end. Not a good sign...

It's been like that since the first day we moved into this forum. In fact, there are other topics with missing posts too. My guess is that an error ocurred during transfer.

I'm sure that those last few pages were still there when the archives were put up. Hmm...

Any chance of this thread becoming as long as its predecessor?

we can only hope. and post a good deal.

After all, every post counts ;)

Does every Count post?

Nahh, they're all down for the count.

Well this thread used to be interesting. What happened to the adventurers?  It has no hope of continuing if it is religated to the mundane.  

I Twisted Old Loony am up for any chalenge

If anyones to blame for the change of topic, it was Ignus.
Besides, looking at its predecessor, it was destined to go off-topic like this.
The Hero6 Plot has been Reborn!

*Tosses TOL a Cubix Rube*
Have fun. B)  

A Cubix Rube? im having enough trouble with my Rubix Cube.

Keep going, you've almost got it.

Well I can get 2 sides easy enough, but it becomes difficult after that.

*Puzzles over his rube for a few more minutes*
....
...
.....
Oh forget it. I'm going to play Lemmings. *Tosses the Rube away in disgust*

I loved the lemming which could dig holes

I always save as many lemmings as I can. Sometimes I know theres an easy way out that will barely get me to the next level, but I'd rather do it the hard way and save more of them.

It's harder in Lemmings 2, because the Lems you save in one level carry on to the next. I heard theres a better ending if you save as many as possible.
Ah, such a fun game. :)  

TOL catches rubix cube solves in ten seconds flat and tosses back with a grin.  ?What else you got for me??  

Try this one and remember to show your working....

There are 5 houses in 5 different colours. In each house lives a person of a different nationality. The 5 owners drink a certain type of beverage, smoke a certain brand of cigar, and keep a certain pet. Using the clues below can you determine who owns the fish?

The Brit lives in a red house.
The Swede keeps dogs as pets.
The Dane drinks tea.
The green house is on the immediate left of the white house.
The green house owner drinks coffee.
The person who smokes Pall Mall rears birds.
The owner of the yellow house smokes Dunhill.
The man living in the house right in the middle drinks milk.
The Norwegian lives in the first house.
The man who smokes Blend lives next door to the one who keeps cats.
The man who keeps horses lives next door to the man who smokes Dunhill.
The owner who smokes Blue Master drinks beer.
The German smokes Prince.
The Norwegian lives next to the blue house.
The man who smokes Blend has a neighbour who drinks water.

  --Ref: ZHZK Author: Albert Einstein (?)

Good luck!

Lemmings=great game :D

Although... I've only played thru Lemmings(the original) and Pingu(not officially a Lemmings game). :unsure:

That 3D version was just weird. :blink:  

3d was weird, but it had  great music. I thought that virtual lemming was a pretty cool idea too.

Dang Pyro thats hard!
I don't have the patients to try variables all night long. You left out the fact that Einstein said 98% of the world could not solve it.  Although I think that its really 98% of the world won't take the time to solve it.  

Try this one. Not as hard but funny.

I have one  
You have one  
Your mother uses your father's one  
And your auntie uses your uncle's one  
A married lady would acquire one  
But a divorced lady would lose her one  

A Pope doesn't use his one  
Lee Kuan Yew has a short-short one  
Mao Ze Dong had a hairy one  
Lord Krishna had a long-long one  
Arnold Schwarzenneger has a longer one  
Michael J. Fox has a shorter one  
Madonna doesn't have one  
The Chinese usually have short ones  
While the Indian usually have long ones  

Do you have one?  
How long is your one?  
Which one is your preferred One?

Sounds dirty huh?
Any guesses?
 

Darnit! That last puzzle nearly melted my brain and now you throw this at us!? :wacko:  

It doesn't just sound dirty, it also sounds offensive too.

I think (and hope) that the answer isn't what it seems to be...

I did a search on the web for the answer. Let me just assure you that the answer really isn't dirty.

Eh... married women acquire new surnames, right...? Stereotypically, anyway. And that fish puzzle only takes an hour or so, I think.

Yes it is a surname. Congrats for not having a dirty mind.

Try this one.

The one who makes it sells it.
The one who buys it doesn't use it.
The one who's using it doesn't know he's using it.
What is it? :blink:  

Hint:  It becomes smelly after a while... :P
 

This ones tricky...a scam?

Im chocking on this one do you have something for my coffin?

*Gives Pyro some Cough Syrup*

Is the answer something stupid?

Thanks Jafar that did the trick im still pretty sure it's a coffin tho.

Yes indeedy it is a coffin.  Ok try this one:

What is
Greater than God :lol:
More evil than the Devil :angry:
The poor have it :P
The rich need it :(
and if you eat it you will die? :o  

Hold on...I KNOW this one...

Nothing.

Dang! I almost had it. I've heard that one before.

Try this.

God doesn't have it,
The Pope doesn't have it,
The Queen seldom has it,
You and I have it,
The cows have it,
The roads have it,
The trees have it.

What is it?

The answer to Twisted's is money...

Money is greater than God and more evil than the Devil? The poor have money? You learn something new everyday....

I would have to guess that Swift's is necessity...

And in many cases money is greater than God and more evil than the devil.  Also, "the poor" doesn't exactly mean the poorest.
 

I've heard that riddle that Twisted Old Loony told and its answer, and I can assure you that the answer is "Nothing", unless that riddle actually has an alternate answer that I haven't heard of before.

As for my riddle, try again.  

Hmm... power?  I'm sorry if I'm offending you in any way...

No worries, no offense taken.

Try again.

Hmm ... potato chips?

Nope.

Is it a name?

Nope.

Equals?

Technically, it's just "Equal", but I'll accept it. Congrats.

Whoo Hoo! I'm a genius!



Alright, so I had a hint...but it was a small hint.

Still, I got it! :D