Log on the Submarine

[beserkhampster]

(OOC: This is an open log for all people who are on the sweet death submarine to join in on.  Minsc and Boo are sallying forth to vanquish the evil garden gnomes and he has finally tracked them to their evil base of operations, THE MINATURE GOLF COURSE!  *suspense music*

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[turnipsmeister]

Jan bumbles round the corner, adjusting the spring on his Flasher Master Launcher.

"Well Minsc, it seems to be just like old times. Lets kick these sorry excuse for gnomes off off this sub in the name of justice, honour, and Ma Jansen's sweet turnip pie!"

[beserkhampster]

Minsc at the sound of a familiar voice turned away from examining the tracks again to see his old traveling buddy Jan Jansen.

"Look Boo! My bellowing has brought us our good gnome friend Jan! Lullaby and goodnight evil lawn gnomes! Minsc and Boo and Jan will give you a good butt kicking like you've never had before! ໻~I'm sure the gnomes surely ran, from the butt-kicking force of Minsc, Boo, and Jan!~໻" Minsc cried out breaking into his song curse once more.

[turnipsmeister]

Jan's face split into a large toothy grin between his bushy beard and overlarge nose. "Why Minsc, you'd have old Haery hanging up his bardic qualifications and living life as a monk if he was here now."

A little baldur's gate joke.

[beserkhampster]

Minsc gave his short gnome friend a disgruntled expression saying, "Minsc and Boo are not bards, Bards sing about Minsc and Boo!"

As Minsc was about to step through the door with a large neon sign above it saying Miniature Golf Course, a sinister but familiar voice said,
"You must gather your party before venturing forth."

"Eh? Oh, Boo! Stop trying to smell the tracks, otherwise we'll never get on with out quest!" And with that Boo scurried up Minsc's leg and onto his shoulder.

[Come make annoyed Elphie even more annoyed]

[witch_ofthewest]

[Comes out because you are so loud and she was just getting some sleep - ]
What is this racket?

[mrnickxmaya_otp]

[Peering around the corner into whatever the area is the golf course is in]

Evil gnomes?

[beserkhampster]

Minsc noticed Pearl coming towards the miniture golf course door and shouted out, "Yes! Will you help us vanquish this evil from the submarine! ... err... Jan? Do we have any equipment for the little one?"

[turnipsmeister]

"Well," said an invisible voice from beside Pearl, "She's about my size for some mage robes." A bundle of cloth suddenly drops to the floor out of midair. "Oh no wait, those are my spare longjohns." They disappear again and some rustling occurs.

"Ah, here we are." Some lurid pink and purple robes in about Pearls size dangle in midair. "Might robes of protection, guaranteed to save your life or your money back."

[beserkhampster]

"Ooh! That's so thoughtful Jan! Isn't he a nice gnome man Boo?" Minsc asked as he looked at the invisible spot he thought Jan was in but was in fact facing the oposite direction of Jan.

[beserkhampster]

As the stalwart friends marched down the now not so booby trapped corridor, a group of lawn gnomes wielding rusty silverware rounded the corner.

"Look everybody it's the evil lawn gnomes!" Minsc cried out drawing the attention of the lawn gnomes. As the lawn gnomes turned towards them slowly closing in Minsc let out his battle cry, "Evil! Meet my trusty Bow! Bow, MEET EVIL!!!!!" And he started pelting the gnomes with arrows.

[turnipsmeister]

Jan sighed at Minsc's callous disregard for the benefit of surprise and sidled off to the left to play some devious tricks with delayed blast fireballs.

I am heavy weapons man and THIS is my weapon!

[beserkhampster]

Arrow after arrow harmlessly chinked off the plastic that was the evil lawn gnome army. On occasion an arrow slightly chipped one of them but they were closing in on the butt kicking duo of Minsc and Boo and their gnome numbers were not thinning. "Eh? My arrows are failing? I need a bigger weapon Boo." And with a great big grin the beserker warrior pulled out his great sword from the scabbard on his back that was easily the size of 5 garden gnomes standing on each others heads. A slight look of panic filled some of them witnessing the huge man pulling out his huge sword.

"EVIL! MEET MY TRUSTY SWORD! SWORD, MEET EVIL!!!!" And Minsc charged down the corridor hacking everything in his path in a wild rage.

[mrnickxmaya_otp]

[Kind of just watching from the side, fascinated by the little creatures]

..What am I supposed to do?

[reclearblast]

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