Post by ladyrileylupus on Dec 1, 2003 1:01:23 GMT -5
Howl ofthe Irish: Mr. Squeakers, he's a little mouse
Howl ofthe Irish: He makes his home in the GoldenMyst house
Howl ofthe Irish: He's got more lives than a cat
Howl ofthe Irish: He's so small he could fit in a hat.
Howl ofthe Irish: How will you die today Mr. Squeakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: Will you get squashed by a pair of sneakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: If you see him running, join in the fun
Howl ofthe Irish: Cause the shows not over until he's gone.
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squish*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squash*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Splat*
Howl ofthe Irish: Poor Mr. Squeakers...
Jyrus Tulik: ::A slight pause is given before that large cat goes into a
slight run out towards Ebony skidding to a stop and looking up at the Sigoth
with his tail waveing back and forth and a purr going full blast almost like
a small earthqake:
Howl ofthe Irish: As if on cue the little tiny mouse came out of his home
inside the goldymyst wall, a special little home had been made for him as he
had a craving for some cheese. Those tiny paws carried the little rat in his
search for cheese.
Jyrus Tulik: ::He would place front paws up to the pike and stand slightly
to give a slight bat towards Ebony purring still. Obviously happy to have
found someone to play with for the moment::
Howl ofthe Irish: -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::Then a blink and oh yes that large cat would pick up the
scent of a mouse. Now leaping away from Ebony and the pike to skid into the
castle looking around for the mouse with those pale emerald eyes.::
Howl ofthe Irish: He felt that heavy thud of paws as he turned his little
head and big ears tdid twitch in mild curiousity. Tail twitched then eyes
blinked. *Squeak!* He saw the feline thing and took off in a run -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::Now haveing the mouse in sight he would take off paws
pounding against the floor and tongue hanging from his mouth to one side. Oh
yes this was fun. Those wings tucked tightly against his back.::
Howl ofthe Irish: Now a tiger again! Little limbs carried his body in such a
speed with tail like a part of a kite swaying behind him as he squeaked yet
again. Sliding under the couch in a tuck and roll kinda way.
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squeak!*
Jyrus Tulik: ::Well keeping his eyes on that mouse and not where he's going
his head would slam into that couch.....pushing it slightly as he then falls
back to his behind looking around slightly sort of confused as to what had
just happened. An
Jyrus Tulik: d who wouldnt be confused? First thing you're chaseing
dinner...and next you've just stopped without warning....::
Howl ofthe Irish: Hiding under the couch in the center as a tiny hand lifted
to brush his brow giving a sigh as the big cat stopped moving. Now where was
that cheese? Nose twitched with whiskers as he looked around and saw some
cheese on a counter.
Howl ofthe Irish: He looked around to make sure the coast was clear as he
skittered on over.
Jyrus Tulik: ::Growls a bit and begins sniffing towards the edge of the
couch. Now nudgeing at it with his face. Soon placeing a paw up under the
couch to try and reach the poor defenseless rodent::
Howl ofthe Irish: The mouse just ran for his little tiny life, arms flailing
around and little mouth screaming and tail flicking as he ran to the counter
and jumped onto a string climbing it. Must... get... to cheese!! -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::And now rushing after the mouse he would lower his body to
pounce forward mouth open and ready to eat the lil thing all in one chomp.
Wings even spreading slightly to let him semi glid over into it.::
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squeak!* All the poor little mousy could do was cling
onto the string, rodent on a string, sounds like a nice dessert. Into the
mouth he went as it clamped down, the string like a piece of spagehtti. -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::Giveing a slight kitty smile he would use that tongue to just
sort of roll the rodent in his mouth. Ah yes the taste of mousie! As a feline
he loved it and would savor it since he hadnt had any mice for a while.
Purring loud enoug
Jyrus Tulik: h now for most anyone in the castle hall to hear. Down went the mousy into his belly::
Howl ofthe Irish: Mr. Squeakers, he's a little mouse
Howl ofthe Irish: He makes his home in the GoldenMyst house
Howl ofthe Irish: He's got more lives than a cat
Howl ofthe Irish: He's so small he could fit in a hat.
Howl ofthe Irish: How will you die today Mr. Squeakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: Will you get squashed by a pair of sneakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: If you see him running, join in the fun
Howl ofthe Irish: Cause the shows not over until he's gone.
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squish*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squash*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Splat*
Howl ofthe Irish: Poor Mr. Squeakers...
EDIT: yes.. Mr. Squeakers die.. wouldn't be an episode if he didn't. Jyrus stated after I had played the song... there you go folks.
#nosmileys
Howl ofthe Irish: He makes his home in the GoldenMyst house
Howl ofthe Irish: He's got more lives than a cat
Howl ofthe Irish: He's so small he could fit in a hat.
Howl ofthe Irish: How will you die today Mr. Squeakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: Will you get squashed by a pair of sneakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: If you see him running, join in the fun
Howl ofthe Irish: Cause the shows not over until he's gone.
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squish*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squash*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Splat*
Howl ofthe Irish: Poor Mr. Squeakers...
Jyrus Tulik: ::A slight pause is given before that large cat goes into a
slight run out towards Ebony skidding to a stop and looking up at the Sigoth
with his tail waveing back and forth and a purr going full blast almost like
a small earthqake:
Howl ofthe Irish: As if on cue the little tiny mouse came out of his home
inside the goldymyst wall, a special little home had been made for him as he
had a craving for some cheese. Those tiny paws carried the little rat in his
search for cheese.
Jyrus Tulik: ::He would place front paws up to the pike and stand slightly
to give a slight bat towards Ebony purring still. Obviously happy to have
found someone to play with for the moment::
Howl ofthe Irish: -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::Then a blink and oh yes that large cat would pick up the
scent of a mouse. Now leaping away from Ebony and the pike to skid into the
castle looking around for the mouse with those pale emerald eyes.::
Howl ofthe Irish: He felt that heavy thud of paws as he turned his little
head and big ears tdid twitch in mild curiousity. Tail twitched then eyes
blinked. *Squeak!* He saw the feline thing and took off in a run -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::Now haveing the mouse in sight he would take off paws
pounding against the floor and tongue hanging from his mouth to one side. Oh
yes this was fun. Those wings tucked tightly against his back.::
Howl ofthe Irish: Now a tiger again! Little limbs carried his body in such a
speed with tail like a part of a kite swaying behind him as he squeaked yet
again. Sliding under the couch in a tuck and roll kinda way.
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squeak!*
Jyrus Tulik: ::Well keeping his eyes on that mouse and not where he's going
his head would slam into that couch.....pushing it slightly as he then falls
back to his behind looking around slightly sort of confused as to what had
just happened. An
Jyrus Tulik: d who wouldnt be confused? First thing you're chaseing
dinner...and next you've just stopped without warning....::
Howl ofthe Irish: Hiding under the couch in the center as a tiny hand lifted
to brush his brow giving a sigh as the big cat stopped moving. Now where was
that cheese? Nose twitched with whiskers as he looked around and saw some
cheese on a counter.
Howl ofthe Irish: He looked around to make sure the coast was clear as he
skittered on over.
Jyrus Tulik: ::Growls a bit and begins sniffing towards the edge of the
couch. Now nudgeing at it with his face. Soon placeing a paw up under the
couch to try and reach the poor defenseless rodent::
Howl ofthe Irish: The mouse just ran for his little tiny life, arms flailing
around and little mouth screaming and tail flicking as he ran to the counter
and jumped onto a string climbing it. Must... get... to cheese!! -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::And now rushing after the mouse he would lower his body to
pounce forward mouth open and ready to eat the lil thing all in one chomp.
Wings even spreading slightly to let him semi glid over into it.::
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squeak!* All the poor little mousy could do was cling
onto the string, rodent on a string, sounds like a nice dessert. Into the
mouth he went as it clamped down, the string like a piece of spagehtti. -d-
Jyrus Tulik: ::Giveing a slight kitty smile he would use that tongue to just
sort of roll the rodent in his mouth. Ah yes the taste of mousie! As a feline
he loved it and would savor it since he hadnt had any mice for a while.
Purring loud enoug
Jyrus Tulik: h now for most anyone in the castle hall to hear. Down went the mousy into his belly::
Howl ofthe Irish: Mr. Squeakers, he's a little mouse
Howl ofthe Irish: He makes his home in the GoldenMyst house
Howl ofthe Irish: He's got more lives than a cat
Howl ofthe Irish: He's so small he could fit in a hat.
Howl ofthe Irish: How will you die today Mr. Squeakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: Will you get squashed by a pair of sneakers?
Howl ofthe Irish: If you see him running, join in the fun
Howl ofthe Irish: Cause the shows not over until he's gone.
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squish*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Squash*
Howl ofthe Irish: *Splat*
Howl ofthe Irish: Poor Mr. Squeakers...
EDIT: yes.. Mr. Squeakers die.. wouldn't be an episode if he didn't. Jyrus stated after I had played the song... there you go folks.
#nosmileys
