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[VoodooLou Kerensky]

Are you a drunken miscreant? Irreverant? Social Misfit? Clan Black Sheep is for YOU!
More to come when I Khan VoodooLou Kerensky get finished with your Mom,Sister,Wife or 18+yr old daughter. Now go away adults are talking.

[PeaceFrog]

...with much effort Peacefrog rolls open the sliding hangar door that has almost completely rusted shut.
"I guess Ill start rolling out the kegs of schläger. We are going to need it to flush out the cobwebs. "
After finding the hanger lighting control box and throwing the knife switch the once dark dusty hanger is brought to light once again.
Dozens of battle worn mechs stand scarred and abandoned. Dried blood, puke, and panties adorn most of the neglected hulks.
"It's good to be back! Bro!......uhhh ......"
"Hey!!! Vooodoo!! This hanger is supposed to be full!! What the hell happened to all the **** Goldschläger?!?"

to be continued....

[DCleric]

2012 isn't that far away.

[VoodooLou Kerensky]

*shakes head* Frog? Naw cant be! Didnt know Schlager could make ya Halicinate. *stumbles from 'office' (in reality just drums of solvent that form a barricade) Oh S417! It is Frog! I got most of the Schlager 'stored' away but theres some in the Ewe Heifer Inn, of course. Everythings pretty much in standby tho the mechs dont look it (good camo huh?).
To be continuatateanated.....

[SilverSble]

(peeks through the door Frog put so much effort in to open)

Well lookie here. 3 of ya at least. Cobwebs aren't the word for it. Looks like Rip Van Winkle took a nap here the last time it was used.

Voo, if you'd clean up a little you might even be able to get a gal and put away the pump for a bit. How ya been?

[VoodooLou Kerensky]

Hiyas SS!!
..What do yas expect when the only people ya got arent Mechin? (not only am I a time traveller I do dimensions and alternate universes too now) But there are still Sheepers about. Andro is wanderin around somewhere, Mota I think is in the Ewe Heifer Inn, dunno bout He@vy, seen some Shadow Rats oh and theres some spare Bunny ears in the back. If I cleaned up would it be me? And what is that glowing death ball in the sky behind you?

[SilverSble]

Heh, if you cleaned up it would be a more tolerable you. (holds nose at the stench wafting off of Voo)
And that "glowing death ball in the sky" is called the sun. I'm pretty sure we don't have to worry about that bringing death to you. Since we have recently found that Vampires glitter like diamonds in the sun then we know that your lack of reflection is due to your "Pig Pen" (just watched the new Charlie Brown) like waves of dirt coming off of you and not the fact you are a progeny of the undead like we like to tell the other Units. Now your proclivity for biting is something we haven't figured out yet. You have to leave those poor girl's necks (and the occasional Sheep) alone. Otherwise Jenny will be the only one willing to put up with you.
Yes, I am back. (curtsies and heads out the door to pester someone else)

[VoodooLou Kerensky]

Well theres plenty to pester out there. Ive already started clowning the 'Serious' clanners (It gets funnier year after year).

[SilverSble]

Twas the Night Before MechMas

Parodied by: SilverSble

Twas the night before Christmas and among all the stars

Warriors gathered; they filled all the bars.

The Mechs were all parked in their bays with great care

Ready for battle anytime, anywhere.

The Sheep were all gathered at Ewe Heifer Inn

Toasting with Schlager their latest great win.

DC and He@vy recounted each kill

While Voodoo and Peacefrog recorded clan’s skill.

When out in the lot there arose such a noise

(Do you think an assault would be wise girls and boys?)

Scrambling for weapons and fearing attack

The Sheepers all rushed for the door in the back.

"The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.”

When what to their eyes, laden with drink,

Should appear, but a Jenner, and the damn thing was PINK!

The driver too short to be seen made them able

To guess that the pilot must be SilverSble.

With much swerving and jolting she came to a stop

And a wild blonde head popped out of the top.

“No Hammers, or Atlas, or Assassins for me!

No Valkyrie or Asp!” Cried the Pilot with glee.

“Give me my Jenner and Tartan to fly!

And Northwind Highlanders to Live or to Die!”

The crowd shook their heads, and grinned with a nod

As a missile torn Highlander limped out of the fog.

They knew the pilot who was driving that mess

GregorPyre had made it, and then came the rest.

Mechs filled the sky, cheers filled the air

Ford Prefect came out, living legend round there.

"Hey Sble” he quipped “You’re looking quite sassy

You realize my dear we now own your chassis.”

Viper, and Turtle, and Phelan Wolf came

They knew NWH would not be the same.

Pyre and Cleric, a deal they had done

Trial of Possession, a pink Jenner to be won.

"A deal with the Devil” they heard Silver say

"But my chassis my own to give away.”

She winked and walked over to DC and said

"If you think I’ll be easy sugar, you’re off in the head.”

With a roar that made everyone wince

The Highlander stopped in the middle of this.

As every head turned to follow the sound

Gregor dismounted; hit the ground in one bound.

Still looking the leader from head to foot

His kilt was all tarnished with ashes and soot.

“Sheep” he said, ”You won fair and square

And to prove it our designated decoy is there.”

DCleric laughed, full of good cheer

Voodoo Lou gave his usual “filthy minded” leer.

Across the company, silence it fell

Peace on this night after going through hell.

A year full of battles hard lost or hard won

Nothing was over, there was more to be done.

Clan Black Sheep fought hard for a spot of their own

Recognition came hard, this they had known.

McCann and AuraDracul gave a toast

To holding their own, to earning the boast.

To making a charter, to being the best

Even if it meant to deal with IS.

Sble jumped in her Jenner, to NWH gave a yell

She had lost radio contact when her bunny ears fell.

One last run with her crew, one last scrimmage for fun

One last hurrah before the contract was done.

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work

Turned her torso with a hitch and a lurch.

Laughing and saying with twang full on sight

"Merry Christmas y’all! And have a good night!!”

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and Good Hunting to all that read this.

[SilverSble]

OK, I found this while trying to make sure I had an Irish Toast remembered correctly. This just screams CBS (well the CBS of olden days ):

"The most important thing to remember about drunks is that drunks are far more intelligent than non-drunks. They spend a lot of time talking in pubs, unlike workaholics who concentrate on their careers and ambitions, who never develop their higher spiritual values, who never explore the insides of their head like a drunk does."
-Shane MacGowen, lead singer/songwriter for The Pogues.

Edited by SilverSble, 25 December 2011 - 09:48 PM.

[Raven-kell]

Lou since when could you get internet? did you finally move? hehe welcome back bro.

[Sawk]

the black sheep i remmeber you guys
this Sawk from clan mongoose, lead by Knockmore and Gambit, we may see some battle soon i hope : )

[SilverSble]

Sawk, on 28 December 2011 - 08:19 PM, said:

the black sheep i remmeber you guys
this Sawk from clan mongoose, lead by Knockmore and Gambit, we may see some battle soon i hope : )

Boy, talk about more blasts from the past.

[DCleric]

Original Clan Black Sheep Rules for Mechwarrior!
I was thumbing through the archives and came acrossed this.

Subj: Team Registration
Date: 95-09-05 16:29:27 EDT
From: Ford Prft
Attention all Mechwarriors,
CLAN BLACK SHEEP IS NOW HIRING!! COME ONE COME ALL!!
OK guys here it is ...... now that the registry is up and the battle is about to commence I'd like to invite any warriors who are as yet unaffiliated to grab their shotglasses, a bottle of Goldschlager and some attitude and join up. Any of those who may be interested there are three general rules that must be adheared to at all times.
Rule #1 - Thou shalt not pilot thy 'Mech unless under the influence of something. ie. Goldschlager, NoDoze, Jolt Cola, Nyquil, ice cubes down the shorts .... anything you can get a good rush from.
Rule #2 - Thou shalt taunt thine enemies with a rapier wit, a pleasant smile and the occasional mooning out the 'ole 'mech cockpit.
Rule #3 - Thou shalt act as silly, irresponsible and rediculous as possible..... not to lull your enemies into a false sense of security but because you actually are.
For those interested in the history of Clan Black Sheep Email me and I'll try to make up something as quick as possible.
Applicants who are interested in joining up should write me and tell me in 50 words or less why they would be good to the cause. Letters should be precise, funny and for maximum points written in crayon. Thats all for now guys. Catch ya later.
Ford Prefect Clan Black Sheep

and this.

Subj: Black Sheep Philosophy
Date: 95-09-07 01:53:16 EDT
From: Ford Prft
Rivia 2,
The philosophy of Clan Black Sheep? I didn't know we were supposed to have one. Well here goes nuttin.
I guess our basic beliefs that are the foundation of our .... errrrr .... noble Clan is the quest for fun. We believe, and I mean this in a schizophrenic kind of way, that the idea of careening down a beautiful mountain side in an armless MadDog, blitzed out of our gourds on Goldschlager while shooting at four angry, sexually fustrated Direwolf Pilots fun. Why even Kerensky himself would have chosen us as his Clan, for the founders knew how to party and party well they did. On the day of his choosing, however, the original Khans of Clan Black Sheep were all laid up with REALLY bad hangovers from the party the night before. (Most of the warriors made a full recovery for the following nights party) By default The Sheep lost thier chance at being the ilKhans Clan, obtaining the Greatest of Glories and getting thier hands on as much beer and Goldschlager that they could ever dream of.
There is more to it than this but this is just a rough draft. I'm still working out a final screenplay for the guys at TimeWarner. Think it'll sell?
Just to let you all know Clan Black Sheep is still hiring, see my post on Team Registration for details. I have gotten a good response from errr ...... ONE, YES ONE, person but I'm still workin on it. I'm working on getting the Playboy Channel piped directly into our 'Mechs as an incentive. Probably backfire on me while in a fight but hey .... what a way to go eh? Anyway I've talked more that should be allowed on here. Catch you all later.
Ford Prefect
Clan Black Sheep

Edited by DCleric, 25 February 2012 - 06:05 PM.

[lonewolfsyndrome]

Between my little group, the Skjaldborg and yourselves I don't think there will be enough booze to go around. But who better to drink with then miscreants and vikings?

[DCleric]

The More the merrier!

[Doolie]

Tired scarred hands work the lock on the old equipment locker. The door is rusted and dented, well past it's prime, much like the worn out man trying to pry it open. He's not sure why he's journeyed all the way here to this broke down old building. A blight upon a twisted and burned landscape, the building still stands as a testament to its builders. Door and windows broken or missing. Abandoned and neglected, the building has open to the elements for almost 20 years.
The room is dark, and dank. Debris litters the floor where small rodents have raised generations of progeny since this room housed the finest mechwarriors the galaxy had ever known. The Black Sheep. Cheers and curses alike uttered within the confines of the old ready room, now given way to the howling wind, and creaking of broken blast shutters.
With a grunt and a heave, the old locker door finally gives way, falling to the floor and raising a cloud of dust as the roaches and rodents stop their scavenging to flee from the noise. Ancient eyes gaze upon the contents of a veritable time capsule. Pics cards of friends and family. Great names that haven't been brought to mind in ages. Ash. Andro. All gazing out from the slowly decaying plastic film bearing their likeness. And hanging amongst the clutter, a tattered and stained cooling vest. Reverent hands lift if from the hanger, and begin to wipe the dust and dirt from its folds, revealing the name tag under the Great Clan Symbol. It reads "Swamper".
The traveler hangs his head and sighs. So many years. So many trials. So many battles. The name bears down on his mind with the weight of great and small deeds. Some honorable and respected, others infamous. A name, abandoned years ago, and rejected. But the nostalgia remains. What is a name anyway? "They'll take me as Doolie now, or not at all", he thinks.
The years have not been kind to the old man. The cooling vest is far to small now to wrap the girth that years of idleness have imparted. But there must be a beginning somewhere. It has to start somehow. So this homecoming, of sorts, must make do. Another chance at glory. Another chance to strap on the biggest adrenaline engine the galaxy has ever see. A chance at redemption.
The old man begins patting down the pockets of the vest, and digging through the remains of a uniform jump suit. "Damn key card has to be in here somewhere..." he mutters. For while the living quarters and ready rooms may have fallen into disrepair, the mech bay and it's treasured contents will have slumbered securely over the years. Ready to answer the call when the need arises.
He raises his head, and tilts an ear to the wind, and hears the faint bleating of a sheep. The time has come.

If you guys are reorganizing, then I'd like to re-up! It's been way too many years, and I'm not sure this old PC will even run MWO, but I'm willing to give it a go.

-D

[Androclese]

Wait, wait, wait, WAIT.

VooDooLou is KHAN!? Seriously?! How did that happen!

There is not enough 'schalger Special Brew in the Universe to make me agree... um, what?

/Andro is handed a 20yrl old bottle of VDL's reserve

huh.. yeah, OK. All hail Khan VooDooLou!!!

[Androclese]

Sawk, on 28 December 2011 - 08:19 PM, said:

the black sheep i remmeber you guys
this Sawk from clan mongoose, lead by Knockmore and Gambit, we may see some battle soon i hope : )

WOW, I haven't heard those names in a long long time. Knockmore was one of the Registry Council with me back in the day.

Any idea if they are still lurking around?

[Schlag Dog]

Been a very long time since I've the banner of the Black Sheep. Itching to get back and hoping the mini fridge is still working in the mech.