Auteur: Quisar (quisar@club-internet.fr)
Date: Fri Mar 12 1999 - 16:40:23 CET
>Posted-Date: Mon, 8 Mar 1999 16:57:32 +0100 (MET)
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>From: "Diana Probst" <lazareff@hotmail.com>
>To: Alan.T.Mulroy@snapon.com, conderv@earthlink.com, amberfic@logrus.org,
> mooncalf@gis.net
>Subject: Light bulbs.
>Date: Mon, 08 Mar 1999 07:44:01 PST
>Sender: owner-amberfic@logrus.org
>
>How many Amberites does it take to change a light bulb?
>
>Gerard: I broke the light bulb.
>
>Random: F*ck that for a laugh. I’m out.
>King Random: This problem must be solved by the time the Ambassadors
>arrive.
>
>Benedict: Yeah, I know I’m the tallest, but I am not moving and that’s
>final. You kids screwed it up, you can fix it.
>Or: Hmm, interesting. Give me a couple of years to think about it.
>
>Julian. No. You can not stand on Morgenstern’s back.
>Or: Corwin. Care to stand on Morgenstern’s back?
>Or: Corwin, do as I say and don’t change the light bulb. He he! I
>forgot, you can’t see anyhow…
>
>Caine: The light bulb has been….removed.
>
>Flora: You can’t have a plain light bulb. And rose is just so passé.
>
>Llewella: I’ll go get a candle, shall I?
>
>Dalt: Confounded bastards! I’ll have you and your light bulbs, too!
>Just don’t let Benedict kill me again…
>
>Corwin: Well, after I’d duelled Benedict, blindfold, and won, wrestled
>Gerard with both hands tied behind my back, and got the girl, I saved
>the place. Then, I ran the length of Shadow, re-wrote the Pattern twice
>because Brand drooled on the first one, found you, my son, and told you
>the story of Eric the Usurper-Bastard, which I told without bias. Lost
>my memory at least once, got stabbed, murdered three or four servants,
>and ended up here. Then, as I collapsed in exhaustion, preparing to
>sleep for a week, the king said to me, “Corwin, do this thing.” And I
>said, “Give me ten minutes.”
>
>Delwin: How come I never get a plot-line? It’s Sand, Sand, Sand!
>
>Sand: Ahahahaha!
>
>Oberon: I leave you alone for just ten aeons, and look at yourselves!
>Disgraceful!
>
>Bleys: I’ll do it in style. Just hand me a crossbow, three yards of
>silk, a lemon, and enough Juniper. What? You don’t need a G&T?
>Someone tell me in detail what you need. Hey, you can trust me this
>time round!
>
>Eric: Just change the Damned lightbulb!
>
>Fiona: You boy’s have got it wrong again, haven’t you. I suppose I’m
>going to have to repair the damage.
>
>Brand: It’s not good enough! We’ll have to destroy the Palace and
>start again.
>
>Dworkin: Let there be light.
>
>
>
>My campaign.
>
>Hazard: So, I put Dirithas into the socket to short the damned thing
>out, pick the lock by its light, break out, snog a guard on the way out
>just for the look of things, and teleport home in time for supper.
>
>Enoch: Why’s it dark, dad? Da-ad?
>
>William: I guess I have to go on another pointless thankless quest to
>get a fabled light bulb. Right?
>GM: Yu-huh…
>
>Jessica: Benedict, it’s dark in here…. Simper
>
>Bronwyn: Benedict, I hate you. No I don’t. I love you. Please change
>the light bulb so I can see you. I’m horny.
>
>Aneirin: Baa
>
>Zenith: I go get pissed. Then I poison Benedict’s tortoises. But I
>give him a penguin.
>
>Eagle: I kill it with a machine gun.
>GM: a) it’s dead already. b) the Machine-gun fails to work.
>Eagle: I go get a revolver.
>Repeat ad nauseam.
>
>Chance: If I do it, do I get a bacon sandwich?
>
>Slaine: I get a new light bulb and change it for the old one.
>
>
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