The Sancty and friends thread

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Ah, where's my man? give me some aqua vitae:
These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. ermspin

Speak briefly, can you like of Paris’ love?

Hang thee, young baggage! ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
Came he not home tonight? ermm

Ah, well-a-day! He’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! ermm

So anyone else feel like reading the book now or just me? herbbag

Originally posted by Council#13
What shall I swear by? ermm

Originally posted by Mišt
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head.ermm

Originally posted by Mišt

Hang thee, young baggage! ermm

Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? ermm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self. serenade

Neither, fair maid, if either thee dislike

Originally posted by Mišt
Speak briefly, can you like of Paris’ love?

Hang thee, young baggage! ermm

I must
hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. doped

Originally posted by Mišt

Ah, well-a-day! He’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! ermm

So anyone else feel like reading the book now or just me? herbbag

Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. flirt

Originally posted by Sanctuary
For never was a story of more woe. weep

You kiss by the book. ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? ermm

I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; ermm

Originally posted by Mišt
You kiss by the book. ermm

I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; ermm

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Originally posted by Mišt

I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; ermm

And for that offence
Immediately we do exile him hence ermm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Enter a Servant

I must
hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. doped

But he that hath the steerage of my course
Direct my sail!ermm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Nahh. Just you.

Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. flirt

Good doped

No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as
a church door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve.mhm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Your mother craves a word with you. shock

ermm

I fear, too early; for my mind misgives
Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars,ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
And for that offence
Immediately we do exile him hence ermm

Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st-
A damned saint, an honorable villain!ermm

Originally posted by Mišt
But he that hath the steerage of my course
Direct my sail!ermm

Good doped

No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as
a church door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve.mhm

I have a soul of lead
So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. mhm

Strike, drum. alien_dance

Originally posted by Mišt
I fear, too early; for my mind misgives
Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars,ermm

Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st-
A damned saint, an honorable villain!ermm

I charge thee in the prince's name obey ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
I charge thee in the prince's name obey ermm

If ever you disturb our streets again
Your lives will pay the forfeit of the peace. bangin

Originally posted by Sanctuary
I have a soul of lead
So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. mhm

Strike, drum. alien_dance

Many for many virtues excellent,
None but for some, and yet all different. ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
I charge thee in the prince's name obey ermm

See what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. ermm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets! firefirefireph

If ever you disturb our streets again
Your lives will pay the forfeit of the peace. bangin

My naked weapon is out. Quarrel, I will back thee ermm

You know, I think Shakespeare had a bit of a dirty mind. My "naked weapon is out"? Quarrel, I will "back thee"?

Originally posted by Mišt
Many for many virtues excellent,
None but for some, and yet all different. ermm

See what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
My naked weapon is out. Quarrel, I will back thee ermm

You know, I think Shakespeare had a bit of a dirty mind. My "naked weapon is out"? Quarrel, I will "back thee"?

Originally posted by Sanctuary

Draw thy tool! 😐

Courage, man, the hurt cannot be much ermm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
What is her burying, grave that is her womb.
And from her womb children of divers kind
We sucking on her natural bosom find ermm

What sayest thou? Hast though not a word of joy? Some comfort, Nurse.ermm

Originally posted by Council#13
Courage, man, the hurt cannot be much ermm

Originally posted by Mišt
What sayest thou? Hast though not a word of joy? Some comfort, Nurse.ermm

Originally posted by Sanctuary
Draw if you be men. Gregory, remember thy washing blow. ermm

Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen. ermm