May 16th, 2011
|04:52 pm - WHOSOEVER PULLETH THIS SWORD FROM THE TRASH HEAP WILL BE RIGHTWISE BORN KING OF THE LIVING ROOM|
Tracy apparently took my cockatoo lamp as a trashpicking challenge and came up with a real topper. Here we see the +12 Sword of Dood on the coffee table next to the house golden apple, which gee_tar bequeathed to us when he moved out.
It has a very ornate hilt and a knob on the end so you can snicker all you want about it.
And a little catch on the hilt unsheathes the mighty SOMETHINGCALIBUR
Local law says it's legal for us to own the sword but not carry or conceal it. This means you won't get any pictures of me trying to awkwardly hide it under a windbreaker, nor of Abbie's knighting. ARISE, SIR ABBIE THE MIGHTY HUNTER, KNIGHT OF THE PEOPLE FOOD TABLE AND GUARDIAN OF THE ORDER OF THE JINGLY COLLAR
Have at thee, treacherous varlet!
|Date:||May 17th, 2011 04:18 pm (UTC)|| |
Heh. Maybe this will help: it would appear that the proper spelling of the trash heap's name is actually with a "Y" on the end rather than an "IE". (Yes, I looked it up after seeing your comment.)
I also didn't remember the names of her two, um, whatever they were. "Philo" and "Gunge". [giggling]
I may have to go make a Marjory user icon.
It doesn't actually seem to bother her, in part because she goes by "Jorie" and in part because the trash heap is actually a pretty cool character.