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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 21, 2011 18:13:48 GMT -5
The one he offered his hand to was obviously the chief, who standing up straighter said proudly in perfect English, "I am Chief Ottiwattagitchegoomie." "And in my culture it is rude to offer your germ ridden hand to anyone let alone the chief," he said looking at Ryan's dirt and grime covered hand with disdain.
"Okay Chief Otti," said Keith, "How do we get away from this lovely mosquito ridden island?" he asked slapping at a particularly large one on the side of his neck.
"Oh there is another mosquito," said Paul whacking Keith on the head with his hand at an imaginary one, "Real smooth Keith," he muttered, while Mick grinned and burst out laughing at their antics.
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Post by american09mutt on Jul 22, 2011 14:38:04 GMT -5
"My apologies chief, we are ignorant of your customs." Ryan smooths over the social issue while giving an exasperated glace in the direction of his friends. "In our society that is a common greeting. How are we to properly address and greet you, if you would kindly educate us?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2011 16:18:27 GMT -5
"In way of dance, natuarally," one native piped up.
Ryan's face paled. Which was saying a lot, considering how pale he already was. "D-Dance?"
He nodded. "Dance. Here, I show."
The man started doing something akin to an Irish jig.
"Oh, that's easy!" Keith hooted, and went into a dance fit to be in Riverdance.
Yeah..." Ryan gulped, glancing down at his two left feet. "Easy."
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 23, 2011 17:20:15 GMT -5
Paul quickly followed Keith's example and did a pretty good imitation of the native.
The chief smiled at them and then pointing at Damian said, "You next. Then your chief," he continued pointing at the still pale Ryan.
Damian gulped and started spinning, jumping, making letters, and all together making a spectacle of himself, with the other lads and Mick burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of it.
The chief glanced curiously at Damian and said, "You have just performed the dance that means that you wish to marry my daughter. Why do you wish this?"
Ignoring the lads and Mick's hoots of laughter,Damian assured the chief that it was not at all in his intentions and the chief nodded satisfied.
"Okay Chief Ryan," said Paul with a grin, "Let's see what your dance means to the chief." Ryan gulped and started....
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2011 15:50:52 GMT -5
Ryan attempted a dance. He kicked up his left foot, followed shortly by his right, holding tight to his belt to keep from tripping on the hem of his torn pants.
"It's a jig, Ry," Keith rolled his eyes. "It's not line dancing."
"This is as close to dancing as I get," Ryan said, trying to keep what little rhythm he had.
The chief eyed him suspiciously, looking down from his toe, and up to his spiked hair. Noticing the cheif's hard eye, Ryan slowed his dance/hop and looked up for approval.
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 24, 2011 16:48:54 GMT -5
"Why do you do the rain dance?" asked the chief glaring at Ryan.
Just then thunder boomed over head, "How did you do that?" the chief asked in astonishment, "You are more powerful then our medicine man."
They all gazed up at the storm clouds in amazement, and Mick said "Now you went and did it, you have upset some of the balance in this time," he finished seriously, "Now it will be harder for you return home once you have finished your task."
"What task?" The lads asked in astonishment, "You mean Paul, Keith, Ryan, and I were brought here for a reason," asked Damian in amazement, Mick nodded and said....
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2011 17:15:29 GMT -5
..."I need your help."
Ryan's brow furrowed. "With wha-AAAAA!"
Suddenly, he was pushed back into a chair and lifted into the air.
"What's going on? Get me down! Let me down!"
Chief Otti clapped his hand on the Irishman's back. "You are our new medicine man."
"Medicine man?" Ryan asked, wide eyed. "I didn't even bring Tylenol!"
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Post by orinocoflow on Jul 24, 2011 23:07:47 GMT -5
LMAO Furb, I bow down to you. and galwaygirl, love the interpretation of Damian's dance XD
"Tie-lee-knoll?" asked the chief, squinting at him.
"Um...it's this medecine from our time..." Ryan trailed off as the eyes narrowed even further.
"It helps with headaches," supplied Paul from behind but he was silenced with another glare.
"You," he snapped at Ryan. "And you," he added with a glance at the tenor. "Are you sorcerors? Or dark warlocks?" he snarled.
"No, no, no, we're not--"
"SEIZE THEM!!!"
Five minutes later, the two of them looked at each other from across the stone dungeon they were in.
"Now you've done it," Mick muttered at them from the hole thirty feet above their heads that served as a door.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2011 23:12:37 GMT -5
"Mick!" Ryan called up to him.
"Or is that Damo?" Paul asked confusedly.
"I'm here too!" Damian called down. "We'll get you out.
"Fat chance of that," Mick said. "They're lined up for execution."
"EXECUTION!?!?"
With that, the tenor fell faint, his forehead landing painfully on Ryan's shoulder.
"Ouch!" Ryan cried, trying to tug away from him. "Man...what I wouldn't do for some Tylenol now. SERIOUSLY."
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 24, 2011 23:19:28 GMT -5
When Paul had recovered from his faint and got up and brushing a cobweb off, he said,"Seriously are all you going to do is tell us that we messed up that we are going to be executed and stare at us?"
"No, but I don't think that me saying that there is a giant tarantula on your back is going to make you feel better," said Mick unable to keep the amusement out of his voice.
Paul shrieked and sure enough Ryan saw a tarantula there so he grabbed the only available thing, a cracked bowl and covered it up.
"Covering it up when it is still on my back is not a smart idea," said Paul as he knocked the bowl, Ryan's hand, and finally the spider off with one large leap.
"Oh if only we had our phones," muttered Keith to Damian as they watched gleefully from above.
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Post by celticbear on Jul 25, 2011 0:27:02 GMT -5
Paul and Ryan just Glared up at them with looks that said: quit joking around and find away to get us out of here! Keith,and Damo understood that look but Mic he just continued to grin away at watching Ryan and Paul scramble to get away from whatever else was down there! Damo finally spied some vines that looked pretty strong, With Keith's help the vines where braided into a strong rope with a loop on the end.
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 25, 2011 1:01:56 GMT -5
After making sure that no one was around, they lowered it down. Paul and Ryan eyed it with hesitation.
"Okay Paul, woman and children first, and since you are younger then me," Ryan said, "That means that you have the lousy luck..er... I mean privilege of going first.
"Oh now you play the gentleman," muttered Paul, "Of course that never happened when we were dancing with Zara."
Paul grabbed on to the rope and was soon being pulled up by Damian, Keith, and Mick," Wow," muttered Keith, "I think that Paul needs to lay off the oreo's, popcorn, and um... whatever else it is that he is a human garbage disposal for," he finished with a grin and wink at the others.
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Jul 25, 2011 1:16:40 GMT -5
Paul was finally hauled up to the top. He groaned as he strained to get over the edge. Keith, Damian, and Mick groaned louder. "Come on, lad, lighten up on the sweets," Damian said, clapping him on the back. Paul just shot him a look and peered over at Ryan.
Ryan stood at the bottom nervously. "Come on, you guys! You never know when they might be coming to get us!" He glanced around as Keith lowered the vine. He tested it tentatively. "You sure this will work?" he called up, trying to be quiet but failing in his terror. The reality of the situation had just sunk in.
"Yeah, yeah. Come on. I'm getting tired of this. We'll pull you up. Just hold on!" Keith waited for Ryan to get on and nodded to the others. They all heaved at the same time and Ryan lost his grip, falling back to the ground. He lay there for a moment, stunned. Paul guffawed from up above. "That's for all the times I lost Zara to you."
Ryan shut his eyes and tried to envision himself back home. It didn't work.
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Post by DaughterofOphelia on Jul 25, 2011 2:04:30 GMT -5
"Come on lad! Try again!" Keith said, getting tired of holding the vine. "I'm getting tired!" "I won't let you fall again Ryan!" Paul said. "I'm supposed to trust you, o usual master of pranks!?" Ryan called up from the bottom of the hole. "Well, as I'm up here, and you're not....yeah." Paul said. "You might want to speed it up lads!" Damian said. "One of the natives is coming this way! He hasn't noticed us yet, I don't think."
Damian then had an idea. "And I will stand by you, I will help you through, when you've done all you can do and you can't cope...." He sang. "I will dry your eyes, I will hold you tight and I won't let go. Oh no I won't let go." (And I Won't Let Go by Rascal Flatts) "Damo, as much as we just love your voice, can you get me out of here please!!?!" Ryan yelled in a whisper. "Sorry mate, the evil lassies writing this are making me sing! Hold on!" Damian said as they pulled Ryan up.
"Into the forest! Quick before the natives see us, now that you've made a royal mess of things and they want to kill you!" Mick said, grabbing Ryan's arm and dragging him.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2011 18:34:48 GMT -5
"Well, this is a fine mess you've gotten us into, Kid!"
"Don't try and quote Star Wars on me old man," Mick sneered back.
"Old man?!" Ryan snarled.
"Wait, that's from Star Wars?" Damian asked. "That explains why he says that to me so much...."
"Shut up!" His three band mates, and Mick shouted.
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