Newbrassky

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Duke gives a bark and the Frumpy Fairy Godmother turns to look at him. He grins, cocking his head at her as though wondering why she is talking like that. She makes a face at him, then starts to point to Trinity and the painting, but there's no Trinity in sight and the painting is still and silent. She thwaps her gloves against her thigh.

"I don't know how a brand new house can be haunted, but this one certainly is!"

With a sniff, she goes back to the greenhouse.

(Author's note: There, her reality is secure and everyone is safe! Whew!)

[litl rooster]

I believe ST is tring to play 3 wuf's and a arf high hand???
I am really worried I believe Delmonico has gone off the deep end, unless he thinks them traps will worker in a freezer at the bottom of the Dismall. If FFG would haul out the German gernade launcher Delmonico wouldn't have to send a tely graf.

[Delmonico]

<Authors Note: A roooshin weapon would be more proper to attack a japanese ship in this time period.   And I ain't went off the deep end, I'm just takin' to many meds includin' codiene.>

Delmonico receives a telly-gram back, the Gov-neeer has issued orders for the "Great Navy of the State of Nebraska" to set sail to protect the fishing rights of the state from for-een invaiders.

<Authors note, yes we have a Navy, but everyone in it is an Add-ma-reel-al.  This ought to get interesting, 'scuse me, time for my meds.>

[Scattered Thumbs]

"I don't know how a brand new house can be haunted, but this one certainly is!"

As the dawn sheds its dim light in the room, the painting in the wall slowly changes from the gambling dogs scene to the portrait of a gambler.  The gambler's eyes seem to shift from left to right glancing across the room.  A faint cough sound can be heard, apparently coming from the wall.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Bleary eyed and not fully awake, the Frumpy Fairy Godmother cinches her robe around her as she wanders into the kitchen. She freshens up the fire and starts the water for coffee. Hearing a cough behind her, she mumbles "Morning.... " then turns to see who has entered the kitchen. Seeing no one there, she rubs her eyes and looks again. Her gaze falls on the painting and she stares.

[Scattered Thumbs]

Oddly enough the painting stares back at her.

*cough* *cough*

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Her eyes widen as she sees it staring back at her. Without thinking, without considering that it's a painting, so the man in it can't exactly reach out to hold a cup, she asks:

"Would you like some tea with honey to ease that cough?"


(Author's note: Oh my lands, I don't remember that avatar having eyes before! Seems that I remember it having lowered lids as it pontificated about something unknown! I nearly spewed my coffee! )

[Scattered Thumbs]

Here's looking at you. 










Arthur's note. I'm impressed. You got excellent memory.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Her eyes widen again as she sees the painting's eyes move! Clinching her robe even more tightly against her, she slowly backs up to the stove. She makes her coffee awkwardly, not turning her back on the gambler.

"Uh... if you will excuse me, I have to go dress for the day."

And with that, she takes her coffee with her, trying to not look like she is fleeing as she leaves the room. She scans the walls of the bathroom when she enters it, then covers the mirror with a towel before drawing the water for her bath.


(Author's note: Alas, I have to get ready and go to verk! I'll be back later! A.L.)

[Scattered Thumbs]

(Author's note: Alas, I have to get ready and go to verk! I'll be back later! A.L.)

Who?  




<C. Clarke's note. A.L. = Alien Lifeform?    >

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

((Yikes!! I think the painting can see what I am saying inside the parenthesis! I hope he isn't going to reveal my presense to the Frumpy Fairy Godmother. That could cause a deployment and mixture of matter and anti-matter and the universe could collapse. Uh. Wait. Not that I would know anything about such things. Uh. Not that I would admit nor comment about any supposed or hypothetical Alien Lifeforms. The A.L. Stands for AnnieLee! That's my story and I'm sticking to it!   Meanwhile, yes, I know Mr. C. Clarke's first name is Arthur.  Brat.))

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim rides to the ranch house with saddlebags fulla cheese. Seeing nobody on the porch, he takes the cheese and puts in into the icebox. "Anyone home?"

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother glides into the kitchen. Her hair is up, she's wearing a clean and pressed dress, and she smells faintly of jasmine as she hugs Slim.

"Welcome back, Slim!" She pauses to whisper in his ear, "watch out for the painting. It's haunted and has been watching us."

She takes a quick peek at the painting and sees it is winking at her. She makes a small, surprised noise.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Thank ya, ma'am."
"What paintin'?" 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

"The one on the wall behind you. It was the portrait of a painter last week, then turned into dogs playing poker. Now it's a gambler."

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Oh, that one. If it keeps winkin' at me, I might have ta get me 'Mighty Ten'." 

[Delmonico]

Delmonico has come in at daylight to have some breakfast, he decides that the FFg and Slim are crazy worring about a painting on the wall.  He grabs some soda crackers and this jar of pasty stuff made out of goobernuts that arrived the other day from some doctor in St; Louis. 

Sitiing on the bluff he eats goobernut butter and watches the Japanese Trawler catching all the King Crabs out of the Dismal river.

Meanwhile an iron clad Moniter type ship has steamed south on the Mizz-or-ee River, it turns west at Plattsmouth into the Platte River.  It makes horrible noises as it scrapes the sand bottom of the 6" deep and 1/2 mile wide river, at least it found the main channel.

[Delmonico]

The Iron Clad scrapes up to the Loup River and turns north into enough water to finnally float.

[Trinity]

Trinity staggers into the room with his .45, which is seldom used since he arrived in Newbrasskey.  "Don' worry none 'bout the mighty ten, Slim.  Ah'll take care of the lady!"

With no more warning than that the small group is treated to a deaffening volley of blasts as Trinity plugs the painting five times.

*hic*

[Delmonico]

Delmonico comes in from watchin' the trawler to get something to eat.  He looks at the 5 holes near the paintin' and just shakes his head.