Posted November 11, 2016
Current Game Status: GAME THREAD OPEN for D4
Another beautiful day has come to a close in Smurf Village, and spirits are high. Everyone and everything is just….fantastically smurfy!
As the sun sets in the north behind the village’s scattered array of mushroom homes, the lingering light casts slightly suggestive shadows across the clearing. Red, gold, and sparkly pink leaves drift down from the trees and dance lightly on the breeze in their groundward journey.
A smurf moon hangs low in the sky, full of portent. Definitely portentful of something.
The evening meal just concluded, the smurfs of the village – "LaLaLa"ing their little smurfy hearts out after a smurftastic meal - start to get up from the long-table where they were seated together finishing off a wonderful dessert of smurfberry cobbler and sarsaparilla brew, intending to drift off to their various tasks.
Cuisinary Smurf – the town chef, because really, the chef is always town – stops them, a bit curtly: “Hey, aren’t any of you smurfing freeloaders going to say thank you? Or better yet, help with the dishes?”
Shadow Smurf was the first to speak up. “I nominate tetrabrachius smurf. That smurfers got like, a whole bunch of arms!” Mayor Smurf followed “I hereby decree that Cuisinary Smurf stay in this spot just cooking and cleaning dishes until actually needed in the village. The rest of you smurfs, just pretend he’s not even here.”
Inscrutable Smurf just hmmed, but otherwise stood quietly and shrugged, so Tetrabrachius Smurf spoke up: “You know you’re not a REAL mayor, right? That’s just your nickname. Your real name is…uh…well, whatever it is, I’m sure it was something smurfily smurfsome. Fakecopclaim Smurf? Something smurfy like that. I forget.”
Lawyer Smurf piped in: “According to the Big Book of Smurf, bylaw 48(g)6x.2, as it is smurfed, so shall it smurf forevermore.” Sagittarius Smurf just glared: “ I’m tempted to tell the joke about how many lawyers it takes to smurf in a smurfbulb. I'll have to go hunt that one down in my Smurfy Book of Smurfy Jokes.”
Stony Smurf giggled and stared at his hands – slowly flexing and extending his fingers. “Hey, uh, do we have any more cobbler? That was smurfy, like my hands, man.” Perky Smurf sighed - somehow perkily – “You and your hands again. That’s smurfed up.”
Grumpy Smurf was too grumpy to say anything at all, as he was occupied pulling Singed Smurf out of the charred coals in the firepit. Singed Smurf, on the other hand, had quite a lot to say: “Smurf that hurts! And yet, I absolutely smurf it!”
The evening's activity seemingly concluded since everyone had had a chance to talk in numerical order, the gathered crowd moved again to disperse when suddenly another smurf came running across the clearing, smurfing his head off. PlotDevice Smurf, nearly out of breath, pulled up in front of the assembled crowd and bent over to catch his breath, but clearly in terror beyond imsmurfination and desperate to tell them something. Something perhaps moderately important.
“You guys (huff), I’ve (puff) solved it!”
“Uh, solved what?” Asked Shadow Smurf.
“The Disappearances! Like what the smurf happened to all the other smurfs!”
Mayor Smurf rubbed his chin. “Can you, errr…remind us about that just a bit, PlotDevice?” “Indeed,” added Inscrutable Smurf.
“Look around you – this is a village with dozens and dozens of houses, and yet it’s just we 11 left!” smurfed PlotDevice, frantically.
“Uhh…12. I’m here too you guys” piped in the town chef.
“Smurf up, you,” countered the 4-armed smurf. “Please, go on.”
“They didn’t just wander off one at a time every night like we thought for the past, uh…3 months. I’m not sure why we didn’t suspect anything smurfy sooner, but I’ve figured out what happened! It's horrible! I’ve written it all down, including a map, this code, and graphic proof of the culprits who smurf among you right now! Listen to me, it’s...”
Lawyer Smurf interjected “I should point out that bylaw C(2).H(5)-OH forbids accusations of murder most foul, or abductions, smurferations, or general malfeasance after dessert. You’ll just have to hold onto all that evidence overnight and show it to us in the morning.” The other 5 smurfs who hadn’t gotten a second quote in yet all nodded in agreement, mostly because I’m too lazy to write more quotes right now and this is starting to drag. So it was decreed, and so so it was. Smurfing smurf.
The 10 smurfs from dinner all went their separate ways, while the chef continued his labors, and PlotDevice just stood there anxiously. “Guys? I know it's a bylaw but I really think it would be smurfy if we could make an exception just this once! Guys?”
With no response forthcoming, PlotDevice sighed, turned and headed back to his own mushroom hut, the daylight now but a thin orange band on the horizon and the stars coming out to dance with the moon overhead. “Ah well. Morning it is. What’s the worst that could happen?” And with that, quite cheered, PlotDevice began to sing loudly as he proceeded on his way. “La la la la la la, la la la la la.”
“Oh, you smurf the smurf up,” grumbled the chef.
N0 has fallen. No smurfing in the smurfin' thread.
Another beautiful day has come to a close in Smurf Village, and spirits are high. Everyone and everything is just….fantastically smurfy!
As the sun sets in the north behind the village’s scattered array of mushroom homes, the lingering light casts slightly suggestive shadows across the clearing. Red, gold, and sparkly pink leaves drift down from the trees and dance lightly on the breeze in their groundward journey.
A smurf moon hangs low in the sky, full of portent. Definitely portentful of something.
The evening meal just concluded, the smurfs of the village – "LaLaLa"ing their little smurfy hearts out after a smurftastic meal - start to get up from the long-table where they were seated together finishing off a wonderful dessert of smurfberry cobbler and sarsaparilla brew, intending to drift off to their various tasks.
Cuisinary Smurf – the town chef, because really, the chef is always town – stops them, a bit curtly: “Hey, aren’t any of you smurfing freeloaders going to say thank you? Or better yet, help with the dishes?”
Shadow Smurf was the first to speak up. “I nominate tetrabrachius smurf. That smurfers got like, a whole bunch of arms!” Mayor Smurf followed “I hereby decree that Cuisinary Smurf stay in this spot just cooking and cleaning dishes until actually needed in the village. The rest of you smurfs, just pretend he’s not even here.”
Inscrutable Smurf just hmmed, but otherwise stood quietly and shrugged, so Tetrabrachius Smurf spoke up: “You know you’re not a REAL mayor, right? That’s just your nickname. Your real name is…uh…well, whatever it is, I’m sure it was something smurfily smurfsome. Fakecopclaim Smurf? Something smurfy like that. I forget.”
Lawyer Smurf piped in: “According to the Big Book of Smurf, bylaw 48(g)6x.2, as it is smurfed, so shall it smurf forevermore.” Sagittarius Smurf just glared: “ I’m tempted to tell the joke about how many lawyers it takes to smurf in a smurfbulb. I'll have to go hunt that one down in my Smurfy Book of Smurfy Jokes.”
Stony Smurf giggled and stared at his hands – slowly flexing and extending his fingers. “Hey, uh, do we have any more cobbler? That was smurfy, like my hands, man.” Perky Smurf sighed - somehow perkily – “You and your hands again. That’s smurfed up.”
Grumpy Smurf was too grumpy to say anything at all, as he was occupied pulling Singed Smurf out of the charred coals in the firepit. Singed Smurf, on the other hand, had quite a lot to say: “Smurf that hurts! And yet, I absolutely smurf it!”
The evening's activity seemingly concluded since everyone had had a chance to talk in numerical order, the gathered crowd moved again to disperse when suddenly another smurf came running across the clearing, smurfing his head off. PlotDevice Smurf, nearly out of breath, pulled up in front of the assembled crowd and bent over to catch his breath, but clearly in terror beyond imsmurfination and desperate to tell them something. Something perhaps moderately important.
“You guys (huff), I’ve (puff) solved it!”
“Uh, solved what?” Asked Shadow Smurf.
“The Disappearances! Like what the smurf happened to all the other smurfs!”
Mayor Smurf rubbed his chin. “Can you, errr…remind us about that just a bit, PlotDevice?” “Indeed,” added Inscrutable Smurf.
“Look around you – this is a village with dozens and dozens of houses, and yet it’s just we 11 left!” smurfed PlotDevice, frantically.
“Uhh…12. I’m here too you guys” piped in the town chef.
“Smurf up, you,” countered the 4-armed smurf. “Please, go on.”
“They didn’t just wander off one at a time every night like we thought for the past, uh…3 months. I’m not sure why we didn’t suspect anything smurfy sooner, but I’ve figured out what happened! It's horrible! I’ve written it all down, including a map, this code, and graphic proof of the culprits who smurf among you right now! Listen to me, it’s...”
Lawyer Smurf interjected “I should point out that bylaw C(2).H(5)-OH forbids accusations of murder most foul, or abductions, smurferations, or general malfeasance after dessert. You’ll just have to hold onto all that evidence overnight and show it to us in the morning.” The other 5 smurfs who hadn’t gotten a second quote in yet all nodded in agreement, mostly because I’m too lazy to write more quotes right now and this is starting to drag. So it was decreed, and so so it was. Smurfing smurf.
The 10 smurfs from dinner all went their separate ways, while the chef continued his labors, and PlotDevice just stood there anxiously. “Guys? I know it's a bylaw but I really think it would be smurfy if we could make an exception just this once! Guys?”
With no response forthcoming, PlotDevice sighed, turned and headed back to his own mushroom hut, the daylight now but a thin orange band on the horizon and the stars coming out to dance with the moon overhead. “Ah well. Morning it is. What’s the worst that could happen?” And with that, quite cheered, PlotDevice began to sing loudly as he proceeded on his way. “La la la la la la, la la la la la.”
“Oh, you smurf the smurf up,” grumbled the chef.
N0 has fallen. No smurfing in the smurfin' thread.
Post edited November 26, 2016 by bler144
This question / problem has been solved by Nachomamma8
