This professor has been staring.
No, that’s not the right word.
I’ve been looking and looking.
Nah.
This professor has be studying–that’s it!–this picture.
Why, I’m not sure.
But…do you see that little city back there?
Right there.
Now, it could be a village. Or a city. Or a munitions factory, for all we know.
All I do know, however, is that they won’t allow you near it.
It’s off limits, see. Which is vexing.
What do you suppose they’re hiding?
It probably IS a munitions factory. Manned by Amazons. *grabs Captain America and runs toward it* It’s probably Hydra! We must investigate! X-D
Yes!!! Bring the Capt. please. He’ll make quick work of it–if he doesn’t die.
He won’t die. Because he has backup.
Unless he’s in a plane.
Even then, he didn’t die. He just ended up frozen for sixty-eight years.
Till Mace Windu got him.
Mace Windu wasn’t trying to kill him! Oh… wait. You mean Nick Fury?!
Yes! Aren’t I brilliant?
Ha… well… Mace Windu and Nick Fury are nothing alike.
One has two eyes and one doesn’t…
X-P True. But that doesn’t mean that Mace can glare twice as much, not at all!
That’s a very good point!
Indeed.
I think you should send a scout.
Perfect idea! But…I’m all alone. Maybe I should go and get Schwarz?
That probably would have been a good idea.
I’m full of them every other day.
*laughs* Well, that’s better than never!
I say, I think you’re right.
Rhymes and Riddles Professor! First of all who is “they”? And without my super strength magnifying glass I cannot see this city. Looks more like a rock bed arising from a creek or something. Is it a city in disguise?
No, it’s a city alright, SS. A cool city. But…I saw a sign. And what if they get violent? *shudders*
Who’s they dadblameit! :-)
Umm…guards and mean people?
Who said you can’t go near it?
I spotted a chap with a gun down there…and then there was this sign…should I move in anyway?
Did the sign say WELCOME?
No, it said something like: Back off… I should still go in, huh?
Since you already did I would say yes.
Oh rats, John…that’s the easy answer!
What a nice view, professor. About your circle, well, tisn’t a circle now is it? Maybe an oval…hmm. That’s not right either, actually.
Do you suppose what you’ve connected your line around down there is a village? I would be half way there by now to check it out. Your feet still work, right? Move it.
It’s a professorish smudge. Just say it! I know that’s what you’re thinking.
But what if there are gunmen? They’d shoot your hat off.
Smudges are usually blurry…what you’ve drawn isn’t blurry. A bit shakey, maybe. Were you scared while you were looking about? Maybe that’s why your circle went wonky.
Gunmen do worry me a bit. However, I’d be wearing your hat, so if they shoot, maybe a hole through the middle of it will look nice.
I’m on watch…never knowing when someone will pop out and hit me over the head, you know?
Hey! You mean you’re not scared of them?
Be careful, but have fun…this is just your scene, I bet.
No, I’m scared of no one but you.
Yeah…now I’m going for a house. Should I?
Me? Why?
A house. A mountain is better than a house. ..Why a house? Who talked you into that? I can’t picture you in a house…
*considers kidnapping you and dropoing you with Magi*
Seems like the right answer.
But how can a professor be kidnapped? Well…I think Fatina recommended it.
Hmm…but you’re not sure.
I’m not sure. In fact he can’t. ..that’s what we call a empty threat, you see. Oh. My apologies to Fantina. I’m sure she has your best interest at heart.
I’m not. *frowns*
An empty threat…I like those. I should use some. If I can think of any. *thinks*
I’m confused, I must admit.
Yes, use them, maybe you’ll trick me into believing you. *waits*
Maybe a confused professor is even more scary.
I can’t think on any! Help!
Nah! ReallY?
I shan’t help! *wonders who would offer to do something like that anyway*
Never. *smiles*
I’m not sure. But there has to be someone somewhere who would be willing.
Yes, you have a new goal, it seems. I bet you don’t have to look far.
*looks around* Charlie won’t do it.
Duke…you mustn’t look in a graveyard. And you keep bringing up our old friend, Charlie. You’re so mean.
*replays her memories of him in her mind, once again!*
I think he’s still alive.
I don’t know he could possibly be alive.
Hmm…
I meant…I don’t know HOW he could possibly be alive..I typed too quickly. Pardon me.
Didn’t you kill him?
How dare you! *cries in here beer*
I did no such thing, Sir!
Oh no! Quit crying, please!
*blinks* I think I’ll go swimming.
Well, if you want.
You’re grumpy and I don’t like it.
*laughs* Am not neither!
*stink eye* Yes, you are…
Now why do you suppose?
*taps her foot*
*taps his for kicks and giggles*
*begins river dancing* *laughing at you*
River dancing? I’ve never heard of it!!
You have too!
Seriously not!
I can’t believe you. We’re worlds apart.
Seriously! I thought you made it up, actually.
You thought I made up river dancing…? Duke…you need to get out more.
Now I am concerned. I’ve got no idea, I’m sad to say. It’s someone’s fault, too, but it can’t be mine, obviously.
Well, I’ve only ever seen it randomly on the television, but I’m fairly certain of its existence.
Aha! I thought so! *skeptical eye*
What??!! Tis real, you see! Real, indeed!
Don’t believe it!
Such a bully.
A brat, you mean. *tries the stink eye*
Yes, that too! *adjusts your eyebrow a bit*
I think I like that. Now do I have it right?
Interesting. Yea, handsome. *returns the stink eye*
No, I’m ugly, remember.
*shakes her head at the camera* You’re right… *sprays the camera lens black* No! Stop being mean, Duketh.
I’m allowed to be mean to myself!
Okay. As long as I’m allowed to disagree.
*sigh* Of course.
*sparkles* Thank you, Duke.
Happy Valentine’s Day
Whatever it is… they obviously want woodland wanderers to come investigate it. I’d be cautious if I were you. :)
Okay. I’ll go in with my sword drawn! And an scowling face, of course.
>:|
Like that.
Exactly! That’ll fetch them.
You seem to have stumble upon the arena of the Hunger Games. The Capitol will not be happy about this…
What’s the Capitol? Sounds scary, I must admit.
Maybe a fire breathing dragon, some leprechauns, or maybe it’s a chocolate factory…mmmmm….
Now, Zippy, if it’s some Leprechauns…should I go in?
They do have the pots of gold, may be worn it?
We should take their pots!
Yes, that could be fun, although I hear they can be mean…..I might get scared if they turn evil……
Will the unicorn kill them?
I’m not bringing the unicorn to a fight with little mean men, will you bring the katana? You are a warrior you know.
Yes, I know. But a unicorn will have more experience, Zippy!
I do believe my unicorn is a pacifist…her name is Lennon.
Lennon! Wow. Last name?
No silly, first….George is the last name.
Hey, wasn’t that a beetle?
“Thinks hard” no, my beetle was food for coloring…caraminewas his name I think…
That is such a great name! A bit confusing, though…
Yes, he thinks deeply too….
Then it is perfect. Do you suppose I could steal his name?
Of course, names are free..unless they are trademarked then I’m sure someone gets rich if you use it.
Could I get rich then?
I would think so…Duke is a good school though and I think they had it first in the states, I think there’s lots of dukes in England….
I’m the only Duke here, though.
The you should make money off the name then I would think…I don’t know who would pay though….maybe a tax?
I hate tax. I really do.
I live in the land of many tax….New York is notorious for them…that’s why I’m moving to Florida ☺️☀️🌴
Are you? Wow! Excited? And when?
As soon as I sell the castle….I think a young prince and his bride and girl child may buy it…then it will be a few months away…
What’s the young prince’s name?
Damian. Prince Damian.
That’s a good name. Is he young?
maybe about as old as you Professer, and he wants to be a warrior someday too…
Oh, I’m 88, you know.
I think that may be a fib sir.
And why would you think that, madam?
I’ve seen your photo, you are a middle aged gent…..unless the photo is a trick?
*laughs* Which photo was it? You mean the drawling?
Yes, in the white suit….
Oh…you know, I did post a picture not too long ago.
First off, I’m not convinced that’s a city within your loosely-drawn circle. I mean, it could be, but it also could be a patch of pinkish-colored flowers. I just can’t tell from this angle.
Why must “they” be hiding something? If it’s flowers, they aren’t hidden at all!
And who’s forbidding you from exploring closer anyway? I don’t see how it’s off limits. There’s no sign, no wall, no guard-dragon. And no Amelia, heehee!
*laughs* Gee! Didn’t even think that it could be flowers… *adjusts grip on his long looking glass* But I sure wanted it to be a secret base!
But, Debbie! They must be doing something there, wouldn’t you say? They’re hiding. And people don’t just hide. *professorish logic*
*holds ears at Amelia part* I see…a gun turret, the sudden!
They are not hiding. They are exercising their rights to be a separate country. I am suprised you missed the T-rex to the far left guarding the city.
You’re right! I see it. Well, now I have to go in. They’re disrupting the peace, Lady!
It’s an alien cloning factory. They are making an entire army of Mr Ratherquites and will soon release them on an unsuspecting world. Soon everywhere we go those immortal words ‘You are rude and crude, sir!’ will be ringing in our ears, while every gathering of more than two people will automatically be gatecrashed. Having weakened us in this way, the aliens then plan to clone Mr R’s ladies… *shudders*
Your comment made me laugh out loud.
Me too!
*laughing a lot and lots* Goodness! That would be one of the worse diseases to release on an unsuspecting world! Makes me wonder, though…do you suppose Mr. R agreed to it? I mean, they had to get his DNA. I bet he wouldn’t agree. Which means…he’s captured in there! You should go and save him!
I don’t know – he strikes me as the type who might like to have thousands of himself – think of the fascinating conversations they could all have complimenting each other! Me?!? But what if they caught me – and cloned me? We’d all end up fighting over the chocolate and who would get to wear the ballgown… *trembles*
That’s a very good point about Mr. R. I imagine a few of them, though, would slap each other.
A cloning of FEF! *laughs* Well, I’m sure I wouldn’t fight you for possession of the ballgown. Or the chocolate. Maybe we’d make enough dresses for all of them.
Well, that would be fun to watch! Do you think they would challenge each other to duels?
But then we’d have to clone the Professor since it would be unfair to expect just the one of you to dance with all the FFs… *chuckles at thought of Professorial despair*
Yes, probably would. And probably pull each others’ hair. Ghastly.
*gulps* Uhh…I’d only want the original FEF.
But funny!
Awww! That would be so sweet if only it wasn’t out of terror…
It would be, I admit.
What?! You think the professor would be scared of a bunch of ladies?
A thousand FEFs each with a loaded blancmange? You bet!! Even Hector would tremble…
Hector would refuse to eat it all. That I know.
Assuming the FEFs and I gave him a choice…
*pictures Hector dying in the most horrible way and cries*
Serves him right! *unsympathetic face*
I couldn’t save Hector on the battlefield either.
Doubtless you were too busy flirting with the Trojan ladies…
I was covered in blood on the other side of the field. The Trojan ladies didn’t like me. I fought better than Hector, see.
Yucketh! Not your own, I hope!! I bet they did – I bet they were flirting with you madly, and you just didn’t notice… *flounces off on behalf of Trojan ladies*
You flounce enough without flouncing for them! Well, a bit of my blood, too!
*hands Professor a bandage and flounces off*
*rampages in the other direction*
Oooh what a puzzle. You should disguise yourself as a woodland creature and sneak in. Unless – it is a factory that turns woodland creatures into ice cream. Then you should go disguised as a sea creature.
By the way, did you ever decide which castle to live in?
(I am having all sorts of problems replying to my comments! Should be back up and running soon, stand by)
*laughs again* A sea creature! Hmm…I think I’d go as an orca whale. That’d be cool.
Yes! The second one. The water was just too beautiful. And FEF really, really favored it.
(Is WP being bad? I know Susan is having some problems, too.)
Orca whale, nice! I think I would be a jelly fish.
Excellent! Rommel and Freya the attack hounds will enjoy guarding that.
(WP is a very naughty boy. But – I am getting on top of it, fear not!)
*laughs* I can see that. They can be very dangerous!
I hope they will. One never knows about them.
(Spank it!)
*Spanks WP repeatedly*
He so deserves it! *hits it a bit*
I’m sure they are covering up something dreadful, that’s why they’ve built it in such a lovely place. No one would think to look there for something dreadful. Professor, you are a man of stealth, and a warrior. You must find a way inside.
*laughs* Ahh, that’s a good point. Okay…. *prepares* If I die, Walt, have a nice funeral for me, would you?
Professor, you mustn’t be so morbid. Chin up.
That’s what happens when you have fought too many buffalo.
They are vicious fighters.
They’re always mad. Since they’re sorta naked on the backside.
Reason enough.
It does make sense when you think on it.
I say it is a resort in the mountains.
It could be…does that make it dangerous, do you suppose?
Depending the people involved and the mountain that is there it could be dangerous.
Very true. Mountain warfare! I’d have to duck and hide, and duck. Susan, I’m moving in!
Yes. Think The Hatfield and the McCoys.
Who are they?
??????
Whooops…
right then………………………………………………
I’ll just have to ask my man Harry who they are.
Have at it. Let me know how that works for you. ;)
Hmm…you got me!
How is that?
Not fair!
Well, they were two families who had a feud. For a long time.
Who won out in the end?
Define, “won.”
Umm…most deaths!
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.
– James A. Baldwin
Love is death.
How is that?
I’m not sure, but it sounds cool.
No, that was the ice cream/
Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that it is a city with a secret munitions factory. And let’s say, again for the sake of argument, that the countdown has begun and a huge buzzer goes off because the missiles are about to be launched–target unknown. But let’s say that LottieOllie and Amelia are standing down the road and you happen to glimpse them through a pair of high-powered binoculars. Wouldn’t you go out of your way to avoid them, even at the cost of the destruction of this unknown target? (If you hadn’t stared at the city, you wouldn’t know all of this.)
*laughing lots* Awesome! Well, Linda, now that I ‘think’ they might be in the city…isn’t it my duty to see if I can save them? That’s what a warrior would do. No, I think I’d have to do something at least. Otherwise, I wouldn’t feel like Hector at all. Of course, maybe I should just go disarm the missile? If that’s possible? Now I must needs go in there!
As a fan of Hector, well there’s nothing wrong with feeling like Hector. (And I mean the hot Hector of the movie Troy. Hector was the only aspect I liked about that movie. And I really like The Iliad.) Anyway, I digress. . . I say go for it. And since I just read the next post, apparently you went for it. Well done.
Wasn’t he awesome? I agree. He was the best part. Too bad he died, though. I must rewrite that story some day. What a sweet and honorable fellow. I just got the Iliad…just having a bit of trouble starting it…if you know what I mean.
*smiles proudly*