Quote Thread

[Treble Tiderunner]

Some of the classic moments of Tales of Redwall Abbey, here in simple quote form. To post your own quotes, use the form below for each individual quote.

In Character

1)Skipper - "Well, float me rudder, you found a girlfriend!" Skipper winked at Fern. "Ye'd best watch 'im, miss, 'e 'as a 'abit o' runnin' about on battlefields and t'lot."
Wow. Skipp has just figured out the most effective way ever to humiliate his son. Congrats, Skipp...congrats.

2) Sleet walked along the bank, growling to herself and cursing at whatever root of plant grew over her path. She wanted to eat or sleep but instead here she was, stumbling along like an -

In a sudden whirr the world around her turned upside down... As Tirael said… Sleet caught in a trap? Priceless!

3) "Ooh, and that looks good,"

“Hey!” Tam and Skipp said, both protesting. As Tir turned from his father to fend off a grab for the sandwich, Tam leaned across Soko for a swift grab. “Hah!” All this over a sandwich? Must be quite the sandwich...

4) Her first action was to pull the knife roughly away from Tirael and toss it aside. "Who gives a Knife to a d**n head-damaged otter." She growled lowly, "you're dumb enough on your own." I love her ^^

5) Up in a tree was one very...hostile-looking bird of prey. Lemme see... there are hostile looking birds of prey and.... well, they're all pretty much hostile looking.

6) "Say, do you w-Mmphf!"

The well-aimed snowball caught him completely off-guard, one of the first things one learns not to do on the field of a snowball fight. He stumbled backwards in surprise, tripping over his feet as he attempted top regain his balance in the deceptively shallow snow. Much to his dismay, he fell over the crouched form of Brookesong, landing in a heap and displacing a small cloud of snowflakes. Smooth move, slick. Now she'll like you for sure!

7) Fern stockpiled snowballs and dibbuns, organizing them behind a fort they had built spur of the moment. Go Fern! Stockpile those dibbuns! They are the future, after all!

8) Unlike Tampa, Laila had no weapons on paw, but she was armed with her paw, a short fuse, and an apparent inability to recognize when restraint was a good idea.Yes, and a very short fuse it is indeed.

9) Tampa smirked, moving so she was hidden from the guards view by Rocky, and drew her dagger. “Ye are assuming we are wi’out skill. A dangerous assumption, kitty.”
Yes indeed. Especially with Tampa here... she was crazy enough to become a slave on purpose, after all.

10) "Are you attemptin' to begin somethin' 'ere, otter?"

“I might be. Or I could be invitin’ ye t’tea. Which d’ye think it is?Definitely not tea. Unless she plans on poisoning it.

11) "Well, that's too bad, because we en't got any tea, 'ave we?" By now, Laila was just itching for something to happen. Yeah, they don't. Its too bad too, cause I hear tea does wonders for the temperament.

12) It was now mid-morning, and the fox captain was not happy. First things first... avoid Lorna in a bad mood. Like the plague. Like the plague running about all oozing green sores in human zombie man-eating form. Just avoid her, ok?

13) She swiftly turned her head back to see he had yet to stop pointed is claw in her face. She seemed to think very hard for short moment before a cruel mischievous smile spread over her face and she shot forward, fangs sinking into Redins paw as she gave a triumphant but muffled shout.

"DAGH!"

Unable to dislodge his abusive friend, he began to shake the paw, and her head along with it. "YAH, LEGGO my paw yew ugly, mangy, tree-dwelling, sorry excuse fer a midget!" Well, that put the cat among the pigeons. Or actually the Lorna among the woodlanders and masochistic Redin.

14) Lorna was in the process of investigating the noise when the (very)unlucky tracker plowed into her from behind, sending the vixen, who was stepping cautiously around a particularly deep bank of snow ears over brush into the clearing. Can we all say dead tracker?

15) He smiled, cold and deadly. He mimicked the stoat, throwing his arms out wide. "Everything is just beginning. Strike."Yes, strike the ghost of Martin the Warrior! You know you will fail!




Out of Character
1) Tirael: -gets back to Task 1701, like he should have three deaths ago- Apparently Tirael's one of those special people who can regenerate.

2) Lorki: Then collage ^^ *Shakes fist at birthday* Lorki's birthday is a collage, of course!

3)Fern: Evile Weasel NotALady?

Sleet: *glares* Keep it up, otter. I'll take my knife to your boyfriend and make him NotAMan.

Tirael: That works. ^^ Hehehe, yes it does Tir.

4) Tirael: -shuts off magical and uncontrollable powers- Of course you can turn off your "uncontrollable" powers, why couldn't you?

5) Lorki: its sort of like how some girls have a gay friend they take around everywhere and force into shopping trips. Sleet has an otter. So, now Tir does not only owe his life to Sleet, he's now gay and forced into shopping trips. Fantastic.

6) Skipp: I can only guess what Fern will say -dies laughing-
Fern: Oy! NotALady. Leave my boyfriend alone!
Skipp: Yep. Something like that.
Fern: -picks up her ax-
Tirael: -facepalm- Oh no, again with the ax...
Skipp: You're right Lorki, they don't need to be phobic. they could be like Fern. Though she hasnt killed anyone lately....
Skipp: -says hurriedly as Fern hefts the ax- Which is good! NotKilling is goood!
Skipp: Fern!
Fern: -glares at Sleet- I don't like you.
Fern: -throws at Sleet- Oh God. More evidence of Fern's... instability. Where the heck does she get all these axes anyway?

7) Lorki: My sleepy mind just read "He's back now, due to strategic overtures in Tir's and my Pants"
Lorki: And then I laughed really hard and realized I was an idiot.Uh... what? Lorki.... -shakes head- It was "but he's back now, due to strategic overtures on Tir's and my parts -coughwhiningandcyingcough- "

[code*][b*]Quote -[/b] [i*] Explain the quote[/i][/*code]

[Treble Tiderunner]

[b]Tirael: -gets back to Task 1701, like he should have three deaths ago-[/b] [i]Apparently Tirael's one of those special people who can regenerate.[/i]

[Treble Tiderunner]

[b]Lorki: Then collage ^^ *Shakes fist at birthday*[/b] [i]Lorki's birthday is a collage, of course![/i]

[Brooke]

Tirael: -shuts off magical and uncontrollable powers- Of course you can turn off you "uncontrollable" powers, why couldn't you?

[[Randomness amuses me]]

[Tirael]

[b]Skipper -
"Well, float me rudder, you found a girlfriend!" Skipper winked at Fern. "Ye'd best watch 'im, miss, 'e 'as a 'abit o' runnin' about on battlefields and t'lot."
[/b] [i] Wow. Skipp has just figured out the most effective way ever to humiliate his son. Congrats, Skipp...congrats.[/i]

[lorki]

[code][b]Tirael: That works. ^^

Sleet: *glares* Keep it up, otter. I'll take my knife to your boyfriend and make him NotAMan.

Fern: Evile Weasel NotALady?[/b] [i] Hehehe, yes it does Tir.[/i][/code]

[Grath]

[b]kipp: I can only guess what Fern will say -dies laughing-
Fern: Oy! NotALady. Leave my boyfriend alone!
Skipp: Yep. Something like that.
Fern: -picks up her ax-
Tirael: -facepalm- Oh no, again with the ax...
Skipp: You're right Lorki, they don't need to be phobic. they could be like Fern. Though she hasnt killed anyone lately....
Skipp: -says hurriedly as Fern hefts the ax- Which is good! NotKilling is goood!
Skipp: Fern!
Fern: -glares at Sleet- I don't like you.
Fern: -throws at Sleet-[/b] [i]Oh God. More evidence of Fern's... instability. Where the heck does she get all these axes anyway? [/i]S


[Grath]

[b] Sleet walked along the bank, growling to herself and cursing at whatever root of plant grew over her path. She wanted to eat or sleep but instead here she was, stumbling along like an -

In a sudden whirr the world around her turned upside down... [/b] [i]As Tirael said… Sleet caught in a trap? Priceless![/i]

[Tirael]

[b]"Ooh, and that looks good,"

“Hey!” Tam and Skipp said, both protesting. As Tir turned from his father to fend off a grab for the sandwich, Tam leaned across Soko for a swift grab. “Hah!” [i]All this over a sandwich? Must be quite the sandwich...[/i][/b]

[lorki]

[code][b]Her first action was to pull the knife roughly away from Tirael and toss it aside. "Who gives a Knife to a d**n head-damaged otter." She growled lowly, "you're dumb enough on your own."[/b] [i]I love her ^^[/i][/code]

[Grath]

[b]Up in a tree was one very...hostile-looking bird of prey.[/b] [i]Lemme see... there are hostile looking birds of prey and.... well, they're all pretty much hostile looking.[/i]

[Grath]

[b]"Say, do you w-Mmphf!"

The well-aimed snowball caught him completely off-guard, one of the first things one learns not to do on the field of a snowball fight. He stumbled backwards in surprise, tripping over his feet as he attempted top regain his balance in the deceptively shallow snow. Much to his dismay, he fell over the crouched form of Brookesong, landing in a heap and displacing a small cloud of snowflakes.[/b] [i]Smooth move, slick. Now she'll like you for sure![/i]

[Grath]

[b]Fern stockpiled snowballs and dibbuns, organizing them behind a fort they had built spur of the moment.[/b] [i]Go Fern! Stockpile those dibbuns! They are the future, after all![/i]


[b]Unlike Tampa, Laila had no weapons on paw, but she was armed with her paw, a short fuse, and an apparent inability to recognize when restraint was a good idea.[/b][i]Yes, and a very short fuse it is indeed.[/i]


[b]Tampa smirked, moving so she was hidden from the guards view by Rocky, and drew her dagger. “Ye are assuming we are wi’out skill. A dangerous assumption, kitty.”
[/b][i]Yes indeed. Especially with Tampa here... she was crazy enough to become a slave on purpose, after all.[/i]


[b]"Are you attemptin' to begin somethin' 'ere, otter?"

“I might be. Or I could be invitin’ ye t’tea. Which d’ye think it is?[/b][i]Definitely not tea. Unless she plans on poisoning it.[/i]


[b]"That I would accept."

"Well, that's too bad, because we en't got any tea, 'ave we?" By now, Laila was just itching for something to happen.[/b][i] Yeah, they don't. Its too bad too, cause I hear tea does wonders for the temperament.[/i]

[Grath]

[b]It was now mid-morning, and the fox captain was not happy.[/b] [i]First things first... avoid Lorna in a bad mood. Like the plague. Like the plague running about all oozing green sores in human zombie man-eating form. Just avoid her, ok?[/i]

[Grath]

[b]She swiftly turned her head back to see he had yet to stop pointed is claw in her face. She seemed to think very hard for short moment before a cruel mischievous smile spread over her face and she shot forward, fangs sinking into Redins paw as she gave a triumphant but muffled shout.

[size=10]"DAGH!"[/size]

Unable to dislodge his abusive friend, he began to shake the paw, and her head along with it. "[size=4]YAH, [/size]LEGGO my paw yew ugly, mangy, tree-dwelling, sorry excuse fer a midget!" [/b][i]Well, that put the cat among the pigeons. Or actually the Lorna among the woodlanders and masochistic Redin.[/i]