eos_goddess
06-03-2009, 04:00 PM
**A mind quest for Epithian fellows, ppl from other servers are more than welcome to join(with no awards-my apologies): if you can save the little red riding skirt, awards will be 1 gold
and some pets. Answers will be checked in few days; the FIRST and CORRECT answer will be announced. I will contact the person and trade awards in game
(again only Epith players will get awards, others will get.....many thanks from LRRS)**
Once upon a time (so long ago that your amnisiac writer can’t remember exactly when) in a certain village called Rumen lived a little country girl, the
prettiest creature who was ever seen. Everybody was fond of her; especially her mother and grandmother (as we notice in majority of other cases). Her
grandmother made a red riding hood for her that suited the girl so gorgeously that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood.
As she grew up becoming this one young lady, the hood grew smaller as foreseeable, so her grandma pulled out her dusty sewing machine and made it
into a short skirt
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/aresandgrandma-3.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/areshappywithnewskirt.gif
The skirt -in the mother opinion-was too short, but –in the girl’s eyes- was still kind of long.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/itstooshort-1.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/skirttooshort-1.gif
But again, this skirt suited this lovely teenager so perfectly that people
called her Little Red Riding Skirt.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/aresandgrandma.gif
Now for the ease of your dear writer’s writing, we’ll call her LRRS for short.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/The%20Red%20Riding%20Skirt/aresimage-4.gif
LRRS went to a big city called Uruga for her college education. One warm beautiful day she headed back home to spend her spring break with
her new silk-dyed hair, bright red contact lenses, and survived through her mother’s panicking and yelling as she was well-prepared for it.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/mom3.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/momthinksskirttooshort.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/stillbetterthanhercousinraccooneyes.gif
On the other hand-her mother though-this is not as bad as LRRS’s cousin The Little Blue Riding Hood, who always had mask make up with
raccoon eyes and tattoos all over.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/shehasntseenuforsolong.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/LRRSthinksitsstilllong.gif
Few days later, LRRS’s mother said to her: “You know grandma has been quite sick lately. She got mini strokes last winter; her
diabetes advanced so badly that now we have to take her in for dialysis every week. She missed you so much. As you know,
you have always been her favorite grandchild. Last night I made some cookies using substitute sugar for you to
bring over to her—well I know she eats real-sugar pies
all the time, but…anyway”
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/shesdiabetic.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/imadesugarlesscookies.jpg
LRRS felt like she was on fire, setting out immediately to see her grandmother, who lived in another village
by the edge of Elderine city.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/setting%20out%20to%20the%20forest/feelinglikeonfire.gif
As LRRS was going through the wood, she was picturing those huge meat balls in thick spaghetti sauce that her
grandma cooked for her on occasions.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/setting%20out%20to%20the%20forest/thinkingofspagetti.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/setting%20out%20to%20the%20forest/settingouttotheforest-1.gif
In the middle of the forest, she met with a big fat wolf, which obviously ate too many grandmothers over the years; just newly diagnosed with
hypercholesterolemia and angina pectoris.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/wolfbig.jpg
Wolf still had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest.
He asked her where she was going.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/imgoingthiswayuother.gif
LRRS replied “Dude, do I look like a girl having too much time on hand to wander the wood? I’m carrying this great big jar
of sugarless cookies to my old sick grandma”
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/imcarryingajar.gif
"Does she live far off?" said the wolf in joyfulness.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/whatsonurmindwolf.gif
(please see part 2-if u'r still interested :O )
and some pets. Answers will be checked in few days; the FIRST and CORRECT answer will be announced. I will contact the person and trade awards in game
(again only Epith players will get awards, others will get.....many thanks from LRRS)**
Once upon a time (so long ago that your amnisiac writer can’t remember exactly when) in a certain village called Rumen lived a little country girl, the
prettiest creature who was ever seen. Everybody was fond of her; especially her mother and grandmother (as we notice in majority of other cases). Her
grandmother made a red riding hood for her that suited the girl so gorgeously that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood.
As she grew up becoming this one young lady, the hood grew smaller as foreseeable, so her grandma pulled out her dusty sewing machine and made it
into a short skirt
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/aresandgrandma-3.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/areshappywithnewskirt.gif
The skirt -in the mother opinion-was too short, but –in the girl’s eyes- was still kind of long.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/itstooshort-1.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/skirttooshort-1.gif
But again, this skirt suited this lovely teenager so perfectly that people
called her Little Red Riding Skirt.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/ares%20and%20grandma%20and%20mom/aresandgrandma.gif
Now for the ease of your dear writer’s writing, we’ll call her LRRS for short.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/The%20Red%20Riding%20Skirt/aresimage-4.gif
LRRS went to a big city called Uruga for her college education. One warm beautiful day she headed back home to spend her spring break with
her new silk-dyed hair, bright red contact lenses, and survived through her mother’s panicking and yelling as she was well-prepared for it.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/mom3.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/momthinksskirttooshort.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/stillbetterthanhercousinraccooneyes.gif
On the other hand-her mother though-this is not as bad as LRRS’s cousin The Little Blue Riding Hood, who always had mask make up with
raccoon eyes and tattoos all over.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/shehasntseenuforsolong.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/LRRSthinksitsstilllong.gif
Few days later, LRRS’s mother said to her: “You know grandma has been quite sick lately. She got mini strokes last winter; her
diabetes advanced so badly that now we have to take her in for dialysis every week. She missed you so much. As you know,
you have always been her favorite grandchild. Last night I made some cookies using substitute sugar for you to
bring over to her—well I know she eats real-sugar pies
all the time, but…anyway”
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/shesdiabetic.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20mom/imadesugarlesscookies.jpg
LRRS felt like she was on fire, setting out immediately to see her grandmother, who lived in another village
by the edge of Elderine city.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/setting%20out%20to%20the%20forest/feelinglikeonfire.gif
As LRRS was going through the wood, she was picturing those huge meat balls in thick spaghetti sauce that her
grandma cooked for her on occasions.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/setting%20out%20to%20the%20forest/thinkingofspagetti.gif
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/setting%20out%20to%20the%20forest/settingouttotheforest-1.gif
In the middle of the forest, she met with a big fat wolf, which obviously ate too many grandmothers over the years; just newly diagnosed with
hypercholesterolemia and angina pectoris.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/wolfbig.jpg
Wolf still had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest.
He asked her where she was going.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/imgoingthiswayuother.gif
LRRS replied “Dude, do I look like a girl having too much time on hand to wander the wood? I’m carrying this great big jar
of sugarless cookies to my old sick grandma”
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/imcarryingajar.gif
"Does she live far off?" said the wolf in joyfulness.
http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss219/eos_cleric/eos%20and%20wolf/whatsonurmindwolf.gif
(please see part 2-if u'r still interested :O )