ginabean
08-11-2008, 08:27 PM
<i>Such a nice sun blistering day and we find the Server sandbox
kids at the beach! Woohoo, even servers get a vacation, sorta..
right?-
Torax: 102 Effing degrees and you made us come to a BEACH!? Why the hell are we on a beach? I HATE the beach, don't we have enough sand back at work? JEZUS!
Fabar: Oh Come on Torax, it's all in good fun besides Rancid and his little adopted brother Quiver wanted to go for a swim..
Torax: So set up that little mr shi... er far.. er turtle thing in the yard and let them drown themselves in that, why do we have to come all the way out here for them to drown themselves?
Sigil: *Fires up the camcorder*
Torax: You kno a Beach called Eyes of Burn is NOT my idea of a resort destination!
Zimbina: Oh hush I need to get a suntan, and don't I look good in my bikini...
Torax: *Mutters* Better be careful greenpeace might come thinking you've beached yourself ya damn whale..
Rancid: *Shrieks and runs about kicking up sand and collecting shovels asking "can we glue them to the car?"
Xarot: *whispers to Sigil* Ya got any more of them mushrooms I been hearin' about?
Quiver: *crawls for the ocean excitedly*
Zimbina: Now now Quiviekins.. don't get to close, you can't swim well yet! *chases after Quiver*
Fabar: how about we just put up the umbrella and sit and build a castle and eat some food and... *whispers* not kill one another.. *looks at Torax and Xarot*
Xarot: *who is dressed in a shredded looking two piece and seeming to be some kind of gothic vampire stares at Fabar* I didn't do anything...... Yet.
Sigil: *snickers and resumes working with the camcorder ready to make the pay-per-view channels with the latest montage of death and destruction he somehow knows is coming*
Xarot: *whispers to Torax* can't we like put the beached whale into something more um.. like a sack?.. that thing passing itself off as a server is totally blocking all the sun.. how can I expect this sunblock 100 to work if that thing is blocking all the rays?
Torax: Don't worry with our luck greenpeace will show soon, I hope.
Fabar: *groans more and sits setting up the umbrella and blanket*
Rancid: *starts throwing sand everywhere excitedly trying to bury Quiver and Zimbina is munching a shovel telling him not to*
Sigil: Come on Guys.. tell me the plan.. I want to get a good shot!
Fabar: Do NOT encoruage them Sigil, for the love of pete!
Sigil: *Snickers more and kept on filming*
Fabar: Torax, come on, you didn't like rig the beach or something did you?
Torax: Nah I was to busy enjoying that double experience do dah thingy the admin dudes did, for once they stopped the typpo crap so I could get more then 1 exp.. I got 3 before the lock errors crippled.. maybe I should cripple them..
Zimbina: *laughs* cripple.. you like to hurt people to much!
Torax: I'd like to hurt you, if I break your leg would gravy pour out?.. or Spaghetti sauce?
Zimbina: *sticks out her tongue at him*
Torax: *laughs and bites it hard*
Fabar: *groans and looks for his cell phone*
Sigil: you know that thing can't be a server.. server's don't have tits.
Xarot: *seeing the beached whale of a server didn't notice.* Yes, and servers don't have dicks either, so stop acting like one and go play with your silly little camcorder before I shove it down your throat and make it pop out your fat ass.
Sigil: *resumes playing with camcorder thinking if these two were this insane, what were the parents like?*
Zimbina: Come on Rancy, you and Quiviekins.. lets go to the water.. we can go splashy splashy...
Xarot: *looks on eagerly... far to eagerly*
Sigil: Aww come on Xarrie... er Xarot *Correcting himself as she shoots him a death glare* what didja do?.. tell me!... I'll share the live feed proceeds.
Xarot: *says nothing but grins most sinisterly as her lip ring glints in the sunshine*
Zimbina: *Doesnt seem to notice the glint and goes thundering on down the beach, as what could be a member of greenpeace seems to be scouting the area for the beached whale someone probably called in*
Fabar: Torax, tell me you didn't do anything.. please.. its a vacation.. away from the offices... I even brought a basket full of food and sandwhiches.. and if you behave I even have beer for you and Sig'...
Torax: *I* can honestly say that *I* never did a thing.
Fabar: Please...
Torax: Oh... *trying to e nice, as if* Zim.. Zimbina.. want some sunblock?.. you're so light skined you'll get a nasty sunburn.. *offers black tube of sunblock, or so he claims*
Sigil: *Zooms in on the tube while doing a voice over* and yes folks.. we have the unmarked black tube...
Zimbina: *moves over and takes it and says thank you while flirting as she rubs it on*
Xarot: *watches making the gag me face as she pointed a finger down her throat*
Rancid: WAVVVVVVVVIES.. WANNA PLAY IN WAVIES!!!!
Fabar: no no.. come play in the sand, its so much safer.. *mutters* especially with these people around
Zimbina: *starts shrieking as her skin starts burning and the flesh seems to be getting eaten away as she then begins running in circles kiicking pails and sand everywhere, which inadvertantly spslashes up at Sigils camera getting all over it as she then runs for the water*
Fabar: What did you do Tor?
Torax: Me?.. Nothing.. she's the one who put it on...
Sigil: THAT BEACHED WHALE BROKE MY CAM....
Xarot: *starts counting and then ducks* TAKE COVER!!!!
Zimbina: *Having hit one of the buried landmines got blown into pieces as well as did the wandering greenpeace person who was on his walkie-talkie asking about this beache whale report*
Sigil: OMG.. YOU KILLED ZIMBINA!!! KICK ASS.. no wait.. I didn't get it on film.. that whale broke my camcorder!
Torax: *points to the one by his beachball* I did come prepared.. for a niminal fee.... we can discuss you being able to buy the rights to whats on the tape Sigil....
Fabar: you are both incorrigible!
Sigil: We might be but where are the kids at?... Did you forget about them?...
Fabar: Oh dear god...
Xarot: Is that a *snickers* Shark I see in the water.. by where the morons have managed to float out to in their floaties?
Fabar: RANCID.. QUIVER!! GET BACK HERE!!!!! *frantically runs trying to avoid the land mines setting off several but just missing getting blown to bits as he dives into the water and starts swimming furiousily*
Xarot: *falls over onto the towel laughing hard* 20 bucks says he loses a body part!
Sigil: you're on! I say he loses Rancid and saves quiver instead!
Torax: *takes the money from both holding onto it*
Sigil: and you got a deal on the video camera, now gimmie that thing so I can film this!
Torax: *hands it over*
Sigil: starts filming rapidly doing more play by play colour commentary*
Quiver and Rancid: *shriek and swim as rancid cries out* DOLPHIN!!!
Fabar: THATS A SHARK!!! GET OVER HERE!!
Quiver: *floaties about splashing eagerly*
Shark: *moves into that irection as the fin vanishes under water*
Fabar: *swims harder moving to scoop them both up despite their shrieking about wanting to "Pway wif the Dolphin!"
Shark: *swims under water following the kicking legs of fabar*
Torax: neither one of ya won yet.. he might make it to shore.. in which case the money's all mine! *laughs*
Fabar: *huffs and puffs as he tries to swim with two shrieking baby servers and is nearing the land he can touch down on*
Shark: *chomps down on Fabar's kicking leg as the water stains red and screams flood the air in sheer hystericalness*
Fabar: *kicks and screams wildly trying to get loose as he moves somehow managing to hobble about as the two servers, small as they are help tug him to shallower waters where the "dolphin" can't get him*
Sigil: oh bloody hell....
Xarot: *Yoinks* my money. Might wanna call am ambulance or water rescue or something.. the sharks looking for dessert..
Sigil: *grumbles and calls an ambulance that winds up driving onto the beach from the lifeguard tower and they move to go get Fabar as well as Rancid and Quiver since clearly they can't be left alone*
Torax: Um Xar.. didja remember to dis....
Ambulance: *KABOOOOOOM!* the ambulance gets sent flying sky high as it hit a landmine and of course poor Fabar and two baby servers were inside so it'll be back to the Trauma unit very shortly! It is likely the coroner was called as well to pick up the remains of what was Zimbina thats littering the beach as the gulls are pecking away*
Xarot: *laughs wickedly* Nope!
Sigil: Tor' yer sister.. scares me more then you.
Torax: Oh thats good.. now lets eat, be a shame to waste all the food the cripple brought, or is it corpse?.. we'll have to find out at the Emergency room later to see if there were any survivors.. and where did he put that beer anyways?
Xarot: *kicked her backpack that had a book fall out, *how to plant land mines without setting them off in 173 easy steps* as she went to find the beer in the back of Fabar's jeep* FOUND IT!
Sigil: WOOHOO BEER!
Torax: Damn it, its probably warm but beer is beer. Lets drink it, then we go to ther atm so you can pay me for the camcorder and film, then we maygbe get to the hospital.. maybe...
kids at the beach! Woohoo, even servers get a vacation, sorta..
right?-
Torax: 102 Effing degrees and you made us come to a BEACH!? Why the hell are we on a beach? I HATE the beach, don't we have enough sand back at work? JEZUS!
Fabar: Oh Come on Torax, it's all in good fun besides Rancid and his little adopted brother Quiver wanted to go for a swim..
Torax: So set up that little mr shi... er far.. er turtle thing in the yard and let them drown themselves in that, why do we have to come all the way out here for them to drown themselves?
Sigil: *Fires up the camcorder*
Torax: You kno a Beach called Eyes of Burn is NOT my idea of a resort destination!
Zimbina: Oh hush I need to get a suntan, and don't I look good in my bikini...
Torax: *Mutters* Better be careful greenpeace might come thinking you've beached yourself ya damn whale..
Rancid: *Shrieks and runs about kicking up sand and collecting shovels asking "can we glue them to the car?"
Xarot: *whispers to Sigil* Ya got any more of them mushrooms I been hearin' about?
Quiver: *crawls for the ocean excitedly*
Zimbina: Now now Quiviekins.. don't get to close, you can't swim well yet! *chases after Quiver*
Fabar: how about we just put up the umbrella and sit and build a castle and eat some food and... *whispers* not kill one another.. *looks at Torax and Xarot*
Xarot: *who is dressed in a shredded looking two piece and seeming to be some kind of gothic vampire stares at Fabar* I didn't do anything...... Yet.
Sigil: *snickers and resumes working with the camcorder ready to make the pay-per-view channels with the latest montage of death and destruction he somehow knows is coming*
Xarot: *whispers to Torax* can't we like put the beached whale into something more um.. like a sack?.. that thing passing itself off as a server is totally blocking all the sun.. how can I expect this sunblock 100 to work if that thing is blocking all the rays?
Torax: Don't worry with our luck greenpeace will show soon, I hope.
Fabar: *groans more and sits setting up the umbrella and blanket*
Rancid: *starts throwing sand everywhere excitedly trying to bury Quiver and Zimbina is munching a shovel telling him not to*
Sigil: Come on Guys.. tell me the plan.. I want to get a good shot!
Fabar: Do NOT encoruage them Sigil, for the love of pete!
Sigil: *Snickers more and kept on filming*
Fabar: Torax, come on, you didn't like rig the beach or something did you?
Torax: Nah I was to busy enjoying that double experience do dah thingy the admin dudes did, for once they stopped the typpo crap so I could get more then 1 exp.. I got 3 before the lock errors crippled.. maybe I should cripple them..
Zimbina: *laughs* cripple.. you like to hurt people to much!
Torax: I'd like to hurt you, if I break your leg would gravy pour out?.. or Spaghetti sauce?
Zimbina: *sticks out her tongue at him*
Torax: *laughs and bites it hard*
Fabar: *groans and looks for his cell phone*
Sigil: you know that thing can't be a server.. server's don't have tits.
Xarot: *seeing the beached whale of a server didn't notice.* Yes, and servers don't have dicks either, so stop acting like one and go play with your silly little camcorder before I shove it down your throat and make it pop out your fat ass.
Sigil: *resumes playing with camcorder thinking if these two were this insane, what were the parents like?*
Zimbina: Come on Rancy, you and Quiviekins.. lets go to the water.. we can go splashy splashy...
Xarot: *looks on eagerly... far to eagerly*
Sigil: Aww come on Xarrie... er Xarot *Correcting himself as she shoots him a death glare* what didja do?.. tell me!... I'll share the live feed proceeds.
Xarot: *says nothing but grins most sinisterly as her lip ring glints in the sunshine*
Zimbina: *Doesnt seem to notice the glint and goes thundering on down the beach, as what could be a member of greenpeace seems to be scouting the area for the beached whale someone probably called in*
Fabar: Torax, tell me you didn't do anything.. please.. its a vacation.. away from the offices... I even brought a basket full of food and sandwhiches.. and if you behave I even have beer for you and Sig'...
Torax: *I* can honestly say that *I* never did a thing.
Fabar: Please...
Torax: Oh... *trying to e nice, as if* Zim.. Zimbina.. want some sunblock?.. you're so light skined you'll get a nasty sunburn.. *offers black tube of sunblock, or so he claims*
Sigil: *Zooms in on the tube while doing a voice over* and yes folks.. we have the unmarked black tube...
Zimbina: *moves over and takes it and says thank you while flirting as she rubs it on*
Xarot: *watches making the gag me face as she pointed a finger down her throat*
Rancid: WAVVVVVVVVIES.. WANNA PLAY IN WAVIES!!!!
Fabar: no no.. come play in the sand, its so much safer.. *mutters* especially with these people around
Zimbina: *starts shrieking as her skin starts burning and the flesh seems to be getting eaten away as she then begins running in circles kiicking pails and sand everywhere, which inadvertantly spslashes up at Sigils camera getting all over it as she then runs for the water*
Fabar: What did you do Tor?
Torax: Me?.. Nothing.. she's the one who put it on...
Sigil: THAT BEACHED WHALE BROKE MY CAM....
Xarot: *starts counting and then ducks* TAKE COVER!!!!
Zimbina: *Having hit one of the buried landmines got blown into pieces as well as did the wandering greenpeace person who was on his walkie-talkie asking about this beache whale report*
Sigil: OMG.. YOU KILLED ZIMBINA!!! KICK ASS.. no wait.. I didn't get it on film.. that whale broke my camcorder!
Torax: *points to the one by his beachball* I did come prepared.. for a niminal fee.... we can discuss you being able to buy the rights to whats on the tape Sigil....
Fabar: you are both incorrigible!
Sigil: We might be but where are the kids at?... Did you forget about them?...
Fabar: Oh dear god...
Xarot: Is that a *snickers* Shark I see in the water.. by where the morons have managed to float out to in their floaties?
Fabar: RANCID.. QUIVER!! GET BACK HERE!!!!! *frantically runs trying to avoid the land mines setting off several but just missing getting blown to bits as he dives into the water and starts swimming furiousily*
Xarot: *falls over onto the towel laughing hard* 20 bucks says he loses a body part!
Sigil: you're on! I say he loses Rancid and saves quiver instead!
Torax: *takes the money from both holding onto it*
Sigil: and you got a deal on the video camera, now gimmie that thing so I can film this!
Torax: *hands it over*
Sigil: starts filming rapidly doing more play by play colour commentary*
Quiver and Rancid: *shriek and swim as rancid cries out* DOLPHIN!!!
Fabar: THATS A SHARK!!! GET OVER HERE!!
Quiver: *floaties about splashing eagerly*
Shark: *moves into that irection as the fin vanishes under water*
Fabar: *swims harder moving to scoop them both up despite their shrieking about wanting to "Pway wif the Dolphin!"
Shark: *swims under water following the kicking legs of fabar*
Torax: neither one of ya won yet.. he might make it to shore.. in which case the money's all mine! *laughs*
Fabar: *huffs and puffs as he tries to swim with two shrieking baby servers and is nearing the land he can touch down on*
Shark: *chomps down on Fabar's kicking leg as the water stains red and screams flood the air in sheer hystericalness*
Fabar: *kicks and screams wildly trying to get loose as he moves somehow managing to hobble about as the two servers, small as they are help tug him to shallower waters where the "dolphin" can't get him*
Sigil: oh bloody hell....
Xarot: *Yoinks* my money. Might wanna call am ambulance or water rescue or something.. the sharks looking for dessert..
Sigil: *grumbles and calls an ambulance that winds up driving onto the beach from the lifeguard tower and they move to go get Fabar as well as Rancid and Quiver since clearly they can't be left alone*
Torax: Um Xar.. didja remember to dis....
Ambulance: *KABOOOOOOM!* the ambulance gets sent flying sky high as it hit a landmine and of course poor Fabar and two baby servers were inside so it'll be back to the Trauma unit very shortly! It is likely the coroner was called as well to pick up the remains of what was Zimbina thats littering the beach as the gulls are pecking away*
Xarot: *laughs wickedly* Nope!
Sigil: Tor' yer sister.. scares me more then you.
Torax: Oh thats good.. now lets eat, be a shame to waste all the food the cripple brought, or is it corpse?.. we'll have to find out at the Emergency room later to see if there were any survivors.. and where did he put that beer anyways?
Xarot: *kicked her backpack that had a book fall out, *how to plant land mines without setting them off in 173 easy steps* as she went to find the beer in the back of Fabar's jeep* FOUND IT!
Sigil: WOOHOO BEER!
Torax: Damn it, its probably warm but beer is beer. Lets drink it, then we go to ther atm so you can pay me for the camcorder and film, then we maygbe get to the hospital.. maybe...