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Davendrall gets a new Captain - Chapter 7

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Unfortunately, the person that compiles all the roleplays (me) was lazy and lost most of the posts after this point. Sorry. -Audacity 18:10, 8 September 2010 (UTC)

Roleplay from Davendrall

-Several Hours of Screaming Later- Andre lay unconscious slumped against the tree. Deep cuts and severe bruises covered his entire body and there was a large scorch mark on his chest saying 'Davendrall waz here'. There were smudges of blood over his entire body, some dried, some fresh. "Aww he passed out...that ruins all the fun. Well I need to visit some raccoons...I mean...bankers. Shall we lock him in by transportable cage?"

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Of course. Well...I hope we don't miss to much fighting. At least I'll be back in three days...but your troops left you! HAHA!" Davendrall pointed and laughed again "Anyway...erm...see you in a week or so" Davendrall stood awkwardly for a moment. She hugged Anneliese briefly then called out "Oi! I want some troops here! And my cage!"

Roleplay from Davendrall

Two troops came in wheeling a cage just about the right size for a human to sit down in...which had four wheels badly soldered onto the bottom. "Smegenwulf thinks he's all big and cool with his toolsheds! Well who needs a toolbox when you have a cage! On wheels! Put him in it...and get him some water" Davendrall pointed to Andre The two troops looked pitifully at their Captain. They untied him and put him in the cage, attaching manacles to his hands and his feet through the bars Davendrall, the two troops, and the cage went back to the camp. Davendrall was pleased to see they had successfully packed up camp and her 24 troops and 6 minions were ready to leave. Davendrall noticed her scribe "Ah Yumyum!" She beckoned. Yuma had a large bump on his head and was covered in thin cuts...as if he had been thrown into a thorn bush He strode over with his head downwards "Yes Mistress Davendrall" "Your not going to wake me up again are you" "No Mistress Davendrall" "Good boy!" Davendrall patted him on the head "Have a treat" "Erm...Ma'am thats a dog biscuit" "Yes, yes it is" "Im not a dog" "Your not?" Davendrall looked confused "Then what are you doing here" "Im your scribe" "Not anymore! She's my scribe" Davendrall pointed towards bubbles "Your now my pet dog. Now...to the bank!"

Roleplay from Davendrall

All was quiet in the bank of Barad Riel. It was late morning, but there were few customers. The bankers sat lazily and happily in their chairs. Until Davendrall burst through the door. "All right! Everyone on your feet! Show me your tails!" Davendrall was followed by five of her minions; Barnabas, Yuma, Nibal, Bubbles and Hammie the Warhamster in his little hamster ball. All of them wore black overalls and black caps with 'CCC Pest Control' written on them. (Including Hammie with his little outfit and cap with holes for his ears) "Watch out she has a plunger! Wait...why do you have a plunger?" Shouted one of the bankers "Standard pest control kid. And don't ask questions! Everyone one of you is a suspect! I've had reports from an anonymous source saying dealings with Raccoons have been made from this very building! Yumyum, Nibbles, search the premises" "Thats preposterous! We are a bank!" The head banker shouted "For all I know you could be a raccoon!" Davendrall jumped forward before he could protest and grabbed his face "Your must be wearing a disguise!" Davendrall jumped on his desk and yanked at his chin, mouth and hair "Ahhhh! No! Gubnagubdu! Stop this at once! Im a banker not a raccoon. I convert bonds to gold, not search through garbage!" The banker shouted "We didn't find any raccoons ma'am" Announced Nibal coming back from checking the rest of the building. "But we did find this!" he held out a shoe "Hey! Thats my shoe!" "So you admit it! This is your shoe! Aha!" "Yes it is!" The banker stood up, grabbing the shoe. He turned to Davendrall, his face red with fury. "Now listen here! This is a well meaning, respectable bank. You have no right to barge in here, accuse us of being raccoons, then steal my shoe! I bet you don't even have a pest control lisance!" "We're been discovered! Hide the evidence!" Nibal grabbed the shoe and through it out the window "Hey! Thats it! I've had enough. If you don't want to change bonds into cash, get the hell out of here before I call the watch!" "Ooooh touchy! Wait you can do that? Send in Bobdrell! From accounting" A bald, fat man wearing a suit and glasses was shoved through the door "Davendrall...am I really nessesary for mundane bank matters?" "Silence! For all I know, you could be a raccoon too!" "Im your uncle! If I was a raccoon you would be too" "Im not a raccoon. Am I? Bubbles am I a raccoon?" "I...don't think so ma'am" "Well, I'm glad we've got that sorted" Davendrall looked back at the Banker "Well what are you waiting for! Get me my gold! Lots of gold! Mass amounts of mass amounts of goldy golden goldness! MWHAHAHAHAHA!"