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Post by maidmarian on Mar 2, 2009 18:28:54 GMT -5
Lady Cluck brushed off her hands and straightened he dress, before turning to the short lady with a smile. She spoke in her Scottish accent. ((Which her Norwegian rp'er unfortunately can't write, so please bear with me))
"You have no idea, Miss. We came here to watch the game, then that crazy fox comes, and throws Mylady away from her seat, so roughly that the poor child gets wounded. Just look at her ankle. Sprained, if not broken! I'll tell you for sure, Miss, Robin Hood will not be happy when he hears how his fiance is treated. I am Lady Cluck by the way, and this is Maid Marian, the favorite niece of King Richard the Lionhearted."
Maid Marian was still holding Winnie the Pooh in her arms, huggling him tightly, just because she needed a teddy bear hug after this horrible experience.
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Post by Edna Mode on Mar 2, 2009 18:48:29 GMT -5
Edna smiled at the two in respect as she began to speak to Lady Cluck. "Its nice to you meet you two, My name is Edna Mode fashion expert and designer and for today Football player. Be careful around that fox he is too crazy for some reason and it can be harmful. I hope your friend Maid Marian will be alright." Suddenly she is kicked by the mean old fox as she feels a bit angry as she got back up. "Lousy crazy fox, are you ok you two" she asked hoping to make them happy.
((Edited thanks for the tip Fox XD))
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2009 18:51:14 GMT -5
(He's gone, E. XPPPPPP)
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Post by Sophie Hatter on Mar 2, 2009 18:55:17 GMT -5
Sophie sat nervously in the stands watcing the football field anxiously. The teams were assembling and she couldn't hide her worry for the participants, specifically Howl.
She was worried about the heaps of protective equipment, and the violent rules. Somehow she couldn't picture either teams being gentle with each other, and the disturbances that the foxes were fighting over had her on edge. Sophie crept down to the front row, leaning over the edge warily to watch what would happen on the field.
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Post by Eilonwy on Mar 2, 2009 19:12:25 GMT -5
"What is Welsh? I'm from Llyr. Although much of my life was spent in Prydain. But those details don't matter. Although I'm sure it is near where you're from. Now, before I do this I need you know that I have no experience in the medical field. But what I'm about to do has nothing to do medicine anyway. The medicine from my time sucked. And I'm a princess not a docter. Anyway. Here I go. Oh I do hope this works" the princess said, mumbling the last bit. But magic was her thing. Archen did teach her a few things. One of them being about healing. The Princess struggled to remember the words. A few minutes into the thinking she finally remembered and said a bunch of random words that know one really understood or could spell. "There! Hopefully that did the trick. I hope. It's the only spell I really can think of." she said to Marion. And Lady Cluck.
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Post by Panchito on Mar 2, 2009 19:15:11 GMT -5
Panchito arrived at the sidelines where his team was suiting up.
"Hola, mi amigos. And to you, senorita Esmeralda." He puncuated his greeting to her with a kiss on the hand that made a pretty loud *smooch* sound.
"And the fair Elisa." *Smooch*.
"And Audrey, how I have miss you." *Smooch*.
Surveying the other team, he began to laugh. "They have two old women and two of the...how you say, eggheads on their team. They have no chance!"
Panchito loved to play football. But, what, he wondered, looking around the field, were those weird tall things where the goals were supposed to be?
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Post by esmeralda on Mar 2, 2009 19:30:20 GMT -5
Esmeralda bursted out laughing when she noticed Panchito. He always made her laugh with his neverending galantry towards fair women. Then she looked teasingly over at Nani and grinned, knowing that no matter how this match would end, Nani would still be her friend after the match, and they would probably go out, having a pumpkin pie together. Again she pondered over how much thirst for victory in a game could change a persons character.
Esmeralda was tough, a scrapper, but she didn't spout off if she didn't have a darn good reason to. She kept her fighting skills hidden to the right moment, and then her victims were in for a surprise. She looked at Warren and nodded when he explained the rules. That was simple enough. She wasn't the best dancer in Paris for nothing. She could move fast and accurate, jump high, and she could also hurt someone if she put her will in it.
She missed Pocahontas and Kovu. They should have been here with her. It didn't feel right to keep them out of this. She knew they both would have enjoyed it.
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Post by Basil on Mar 2, 2009 19:49:16 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street strolled onto the sidelines, with a whistle round his neck and his nose in a book, namely The Official Football Rulebook.
Although it was by no means his favorite sport, he did know how to play football, or so he thought. Then he found out they were playing American football.
So, Basil had decided that, as an official, he ought to understand the rules of the game.
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Post by Chicken Little on Mar 2, 2009 20:56:57 GMT -5
Chicken Little Chicken looked around as he realized that a few of the people he met were on the other team as he felt a little bad for knowing he will have to compete against them and he knew it was all for the fun of it. "Well why not, its best to give good sportsmanship i suppose" he said as he walked by a bit and waved at Esmeralda hoping she will wave back. Stitch Stitch scampered around making his way to the bleachers as he saw something that was going on. "Hmmmm, what this" the alien babbled on as he looked for a place to sit." Suddenly he noticed a space near two lady animals as he grinned and decided to head to them and began to speak. "Hiiiiiiiii" he said as he waved.
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 2, 2009 21:40:52 GMT -5
The quiet Hawaiian, very much infatuated with the quarrel between the fox and the maiden, like any curious spectator, perceived the rage in the beast. She was stunned at how well he had carried himself through the abuse and quietly applauded him. He stood up for himself when the chicken had assaulted him with bitter remarks about his mate, Vixey, and his children.
She arched an eyebrow as soon as a certain rooster had so boldly labeled her as an egghead, but brushed it off indignantly with a shrug. It was just a game, after all. The Polynesian awaited orders. When would the game start? That wasn’t for her to decide, unfortunately.
“I ain’t sellin’ hotdogs fo’ yo’ nasteh behinds. Now get me a soda, chubbeh! Hurry up, fools!” snapped a dragon, entering as if he was the King of England.
“Y’all ready to start?” Mushu asked, snorting.
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Post by clop on Mar 2, 2009 22:08:50 GMT -5
"Oooo, feisty! Have you ever beheld a more proud and amiable face than that of the already defeated?” Clopin sneered to the Polynesian.
The gypsy looked at Tremaine, then he snorted as though the very fear that he should have felt vanished, and, lifting his hand, he gingerly waved her off. “Goodness, I shan’t speak of this to dear Esme, for you make roses shrivel up faster than the sun dries their tender petals a dour brown.”
A moment later, Esmeralda arrived, and the gypsy appeared beside her, cringing at the sight of Tremaine, disgusted, breathless, he had never seen such a hideous creature in all his life. She looked remarkably like Frollo, just a little less intimidating.
“How queer doth the crocodile look; the wrinkles that sag, and make the young men gag.” Clopin said, almost poetically, as he stuck out his tongue. Gross. The last thing he wanted to see was an old woman in football tights. He could only imagine her sagging rear and gave an obvious shudder.
It burned Clopin.
He noticed Mushu and was thankful he was bickering the players to start. Clopin was feeling mighty frisky.
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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 2, 2009 22:21:57 GMT -5
(( Holy cow you guys are quick! ))
Elisa smiled as she walked on the field. She greeted her teammates with enthusiastic high fives and cheers, (and a kiss from Panchito). Elisa smiled at the rooster's charm as he gave the other ladies on the team similar greetings. On her team, Warren Peace was the captain, and they were joined by Esmeralda, Panchito, Layla, Audrey, Clopin, and Eilonwy.
She stood watching the team on the other side of the field. Jim Hawkins, Edna, Howl, Lady Tremaine, Nani, Chicken Little, Milo, and Cornelius Robinson. They would all taste the mud today, particularly Lady Tremaine. In fact, she had a strong suspicion that she and Esmeralda were thinking the same thing: Tackle the so called refined woman, and grab fistfuls of mud to smear in her hair.
Elisa grinned. It had been a long time since she had gotten down and dirty, and she was looking forward to it.
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Post by Panchito on Mar 2, 2009 22:26:59 GMT -5
<<Gakkk!! The 'eggheads' are Milo & Cornelius!>>
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Post by Gadget on Mar 2, 2009 22:38:39 GMT -5
Gadget ran to the field, somewhat out of breath, afraid she would be late.
Since she was pretty good with first aid, the mouse had volunteered to be the medic for the football game, but it had taken her a while to get the supplies she felt she might need. She hoped she wouldn't need them, but better safe than sorry.
Now she set up shop on the sidelines and waited for the start of the game. And the first injuries.
Well, maybe it would be a nice friendly game of touch football, so no one would get badly hurt.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2009 6:09:45 GMT -5
Lady Cluck had lost her patience with the fox. She grabbed him by the tail again, this time she span him around 15 million times before she threw him to the outside of the football field. There was only one thing she couldn't stand, and that was rude manners, especially when it came to her beloved Marian. She growled and swore silently that the next time she came here, she would bring with her the rhinoceros guards at King Richard's castle. The thought alone brought a twinkle in her eye, and she whispered to a tiny boy that passed their seats, and placed a purse in his hand. He ran off, and shortly after there were trumpets sounding, as 150 Rhinoceros guards marched to the area, surrounding the box where Maid Marian was. Some of the Officers entered the box, and placed themselves on each side of Maid Marian, and helped her back to her seat, before they sat down on each side of her and Lady Cluck. Lady Cluck chuckled when she noticed that all the guards were armed with shooting weapons, axes and swords. She winked at Maid Marian. "Now, my sweet, you can rest and let the sweet little princess take care of your foot. Enjoy the game." (Myeh, I accidentally deleted the other post because I was trying to modify it and I fail so I'mma do this again. *facepalm*) The fox was able to yank his tail out of the chicken's tight grip and he growled at her horrifically and swiped his long fingers at her. She wasn't going to win. The insidious carnivore would've rather been skinned and hung out to dry than admit defeat towards what could've been his dinner.
He kicked Edna out of the way easily and then latched his fangs into the hen's shoulder for a moment, biting as hard as he could. He broke off after a few more seconds and then shot Maid Marian a lethal glare.
"Someday ya ain't gonna have da chicken 'round ta protect ya, baby..." he hissed, taking her by the chin roughly and stroking it in a mocking sort of way. His words laced with repulsion and hate. "And ya won' have dat dumb Robin Hood eithah. Ya sho' won'...and y'all learn how ta respec' meh again--even it kills ya..." With that, the wicked animal stormed away, satisfied.
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