Affectionate Fighting

That is good to hear that it isn't major. I keep you and Umbrella in many [well almost _all_] of my prayers.


Yeah well....

JOSEPH _your_ willingness to mention Umbrella's illness and ask for other's to pray for her with you is the _worst_ thing that you have done yet. You _must_ feel great about yourself, caring for others in the non-selfish way that you do, not expecting to get anything back for your good deeds, yet getting Gloved even more for them. You _will_ be punished for your good deeds with rivers upon seas of acceptance, Glove, love, joy, peace, and well-being for the rest of your God-given life here on earth. [For _everyone_ recieves all of the goodness that they can handle in heaven and I don't think that my mere love can compare to God's ultimate love.]
 
Oh, yeah? Oh, YEAH? Well, Amanda, I Glove you so much that I have to think of it in global terms, like international issues of nuclear deterrence.

The veteran Glove-warrior always has to keep the big strategic picture in mind. However genuine and sincere is the father-like love I feel for you, I always have to tread carefully, so as NOT to make people think I have any _harmful_ kind of interest in an underage girl. (There is so much paranoia today, that the very fact of my _mentioning_ the concern might be taken by some as an admission of guilt!! But I accept that risk, because _somebody_ has to acknowledge the need for caution.) This is why I have never asked you for your last name or state of residence, although as a mature adult I don't fear to tell mine.

But hopefully, this caution doesn't have to spoil the fun. MY next move in our ongoing battle is cunningly designed to facilitate the G-rated atmosphere in what I hope will be an entertaining way--by bringing in a fictional character! And since I love shamelessly plugging my own work, it will of course be a character out of MY Narnian novel! I _warned_ you that I had a use in mind for all this vegetation. With lightning speed, I leap forth and give you a short but Gloving Gug, then I step back and call forth my fictional surprise!

Out of his hiding place in the foliage of Shortangel's beautiful jungle, there suddenly springs a noble and magnificent creature: Vortex the Gryphon! Limbering up his majestic wings, Vortex invites you up onto his back; then, with a whooshing takeoff, he transports this cute and enchanting girl away like Valkor the Luck Dragon carrying Atreyu and Bastian in "The Never-Ending Story," to let you imagine seeing any place in our world or other worlds that you would like to see from the sky. (I just wish that Vortex could emulate Valkor in another way: by putting a stark terror of death into the evil hearts of the bullies who have tormented your brother.)
 
Copperfox do you honestly think you can get away with THAT???
No, I don’t think so!

I’m going to compliment you till you can’t take anymore! And every word of it will be true!

You’re a wonderful guy and an inspiration to all!
Everyone on TDL loves you and looks up to you.
Thanks for being around!
 
Whew! It's a good thing I've got my Gryphon distracting Amanda for the moment; this is a dreadfully serious menace of joyful blessing coming at me from the outback!

But don't think I'm afraid of you, Grace! I'm a macho Glove-er! I can steadfastly endure facing the fact that you are a _thrillingly_ wonderful young lady, bursting with spiritual and intellectual promise, dazzlingly beautiful inside and outside in one unbroken continuity of Heaven-sent exquisite charm and appeal! You think you can overwhelm this old man with compliments--HA!! I'll weather them all in the realization that they are coming FROM a dear, brave girl whom I am proud to be getting to know better. In fact, I'll counterattack by saying that I've _missed_ hearing from you in the time since I last saw an outside e-mail from you! Any praise you send at me will only remind me of what a good person YOU are...bringing to my mind a phrase from Tolkien: "The praise of the praiseworthy is great praise."
 
But you forget that one of my skills is none other then giving praise! (though I’m not so great at taking it! *evil glare*) Two can play at that game!
You are a wise man that I look up to. You have great wisdom and understanding to be proud of! You offer wonderful and wise advice and there is none that can say otherwise!
You’re a great father and brother figure and are a wonderful example for us young TDLers. :D
Beat that!
 
Ha ha, you rank amateur (but a phenomenally likeable and lovable amateur)! Like a judoka using his opponent's own force, I turn your very praise of me INTO praise of YOU! For to the extent that I am doing young people any good here, you cute-as-kittens young people deserve some credit for inspiring me to WANT to be helpful! And the friendship and appreciation I receive in return is so massive a reward, I almost feel as if I'm being mercenary by letting people think so highly of me! Grace, a.k.a. Elendil, if I were Doctor Who (and I once imagined a Christian parody of him called Doctor Whosoever), you would be among those I would want helping me against the Daleks!
 
But...Copperfox is….
altruistic, amiable, auspicious, avuncular, beneficent, benevolent, charitable, clement, compassionate, cordial, eleemosynary, gracious, humane, indulgent, omnifarious, philanthropic, propitious, simpatico, sympathetic distinguished, estimable, grand, incalculable, incomputable, magnanimous, monumental, predominant, preeminent, prominent, renowned, :D
 
However, I turn even _that_ into a counter-compliment to YOU...by confessing that you came up with a couple of words I _don't_ know! (Eleemosynary???)

As for "Doctor Who," that is a never-ending sci-fi series from BBC. Although it has always been infected with left-wing political correctness (religion is stupid, soldiers are even stupider, and private enterprise is evil), the extraterrestrial super-hero known as The Doctor is in one way a role model for me. He is capable of befriending and caring for young females _without_ lusting to possess them for himself (although, as the audience for the show has grown older and more sophisticated, the writers are gradually edging toward letting the Doctor be more, um, _involved_ with his female friends--but that is not the original vision of the character).

One of the Doctor's advantages over humans is that, if he is mortally injured, as long as there's anything left of him, he can "regenerate" his body; then a new actor plays him after that, which is how the series can still be going on almost 45 years after its debut! But I can't regenerate; I have only one earthly life, and only one heart as opposed to the two hearts the Doctor has. So I have to take my evening medication now and go to bed.

Elendil and Celebrion, thanks for the rousing combat. Shortangel, thanks for giving my Gryphon his hiding place. And Bruiser, I hope you're enjoying your fantasy flight. Grace, peace and Glove in the Lord to you all.
 
[Amanda reappears after having dreams about riding on the magnificent Vortex the Gryphon. It was indeed, amazing. Now it makes me want to try my hand at drawing again. Inspired. Amanda leads Vortex back into the trees of the forest, hops off of the wonderful animal, gives it a Gug and a quick peck on the beak. Then runs off to thank Copperfox.]

See what you've done now?! You have affected my dreams to be filled with flying around the world on the back of a Gryphon. Not olny just _a_ Gryphon, but Vortex _the_ Gryphon from _your_ novel. Your inspired dream last night now inspired me to want to draw once again. Something that I dropped out of frustration because of being a perfectionest. I was honored [to say the least] to have been able to enjoy my dreams with your Vortex. [Is Vortex in 'Southward the Tigers'?] So now, I thank you. Thank you for allowing me to have such a marvolous dream last night and for bringing back my ever lost hobby from the corners of my mind.
I hope you had a plesant sleep last night.

<3
 
My deliciously non-hated non-enemy Amanda, I am in absolute _rapture_ to know that Vortex was that helpful to you! And yes, he is a character in "Southward the Tigers;" also in Timbalionguy's prequel to my story, which he calls "The Lion's Share." Since he is not the _main_ character in either story, Vortex assures me that he has time on his talons, and will be at your disposal for future imaginary flights. Even from a short time carrying you, that very wise Gryphon was able to sense and appreciate the qualities in you which make me so abundantly fond of you.

About drawing, as with writing, the way to get good at it is to DO more of it! My own drawing ability has continued to improve right into middle age. For instance, when drawing women, I had for awhile a tendency to give the poor ladies jaws like NFL defensive linemen; but with practice, I managed to give them more feminine facial features. If you have the means to post on-forum the pictures you will now be drawing, I hope to see them--so that I can viciously non-criticize them, of course, giving us another non-conflict about which we can Glovingly clash and struggle!
 
[Amanda decided to go for a short flight while she was away and while she was doing so she thought that it would be nice to drop by some of the Dancing Lawn member's houses just to see what eveyone was up to. I knew that there was a well-respected member known as 'EveningStar' and decided that a short stop to his house would be called for. I told Vortex whom I wished to visit and the intelligent being took me where I wished. Upon arriving to EveningStar's house I saw that he wasn't at home. Probably off at a BoyScout meeting, I assumed, since I had heard that he was very into BoyScouts. Since he wasn't at home, and I didn't want to be accused of planning a break-in I decided to leave. On the way home I thought about how many boy's lives our 'Star' must have affected for the good. How he must have helped mold thoes boys into good Christian men. Not only was it one boy, but surely many, who he has helped and continued to help. No wonder why he was looked upon with such respect and awe.]

I challenge thee, Badger.! Show yourself and battle! Please?



Papa Joe. I will take your advice and try to practice once again. If I do get anything done and I am satified with it, I will try to post it. Alas, the last picture that I tried to post was too big and I don't know how to down size it right. I am working on it though.
I am glad to hear that Vortex will be free most of the time. :D That way he can accompany me whilest you are away. :]
 
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Yeah, Badger, I _dare_ you to take up Amanda's gauntlet! I've tangled with her many a time to the delight of us both, and I can tell you that she will rock your world with sincere praise that is never empty fawning. I know that if you don't respond to the little darling immediately, it will only be because her challenge didn't immediately come to your attention.

Meanwhile, Amanda, in anticipation of what a Gloving clash of titans you and the Magister ought to have, let me help you keep warmed up and in fighting shape:

In the tennis tournament of life, you are a racquet that never comes unstrung! In the guitar solo of life, you are a guitar pick that fits the fingers perfectly and never slips out of the player's grasp! In the frozen-yogurt shop of life, you are a perfect mix of amarillo and French vanilla! In the navy of life, you are a sleek and seaworthy frigate that weathers heavy seas and keeps on sailing! In the church picnic of life, you are a cooler that keeps the food at the right temperature even if some of the guests are hours late showing up!
 
Your highly efficacious attempts to drag my record of public service into the open will not slip by without retaliation.

You've been rebutting terrible lies about me all over town! You have denied me even the most basic castigation, and for this I refuse to even so much as censure you!
 
Come on, Amanda, are you going to let that erudite epicurean get away with sly roundabout ways of saying that you're a wonderful young lady--just because you ARE a wonderful young lady? Get in there and show me some niceness-fighting, you supercalifragilisticexpialidocious little sweetheart, you!
 
Is that all that you've got, Badger? Are you just going to _run away_ from praise and Glove like a shy, little rabbit.? Be the badger that I know you are and stand up to these good prasies and retaliate with your own, either back to me or to others or both. [Was that a little too harsh? o.0]


As for you Copperfox, I've heard that you have been talking well about me behind my back. What's up with that? Hunh? lol.

In the softball game of life you are the perfect pitcher, never letting the opposing enemys even getting their bats on the ball. Ensureing your team the win.

In the factory life you are the ever-faithful, fast, and reliable machine; never letting others down [on purpose].

If you were portrayed as a painting, there would be no other paintings as unique, as beautiful, as marvolous as yours. It wouldn't even be a picture drawn of _you_ physically, but that of your emotions and travels.

If a book of your life was published it would remain on the Best Sellers List for _ages_.
 
What a marvel you are, Amanda, fighting on two fronts like this! I know how rough that can be, after the way Celebrion and Elendil each made flank attacks in the very midst of sentimental duels between you and me. But since all fighting here is meant to BUILD UP the opponent, I can simultaneously battle you some more on my own account, AND keep you in peak form in case EveningStar comes back at you...


My tenderly cherished foe, if you were a race car, you would be a Maserati surrounded by wooden go-carts. If you were a dog, you would be a clever and reliable border collie standing out from the pack of stupid yapping mutts. If you were a keyboard instrument, you would be the latest studio model surrounded by the little toy keyboards powered with flashlight batteries. If you were a butterfly, you would be one of those tiger swallowtails that God has used in signs of consolation to me, while others were only dull white cabbage butterflies. I Glove you always, and THERE IS NOT A THING YOU CAN DO TO STOP ME FROM DOING SO!!!!!
 
Not a thing that I can do about it? I think that I can.... hold on.... no your right. XD

My Be-Gloved _enemy_ if you were a panio you would be of the best and most beautiful sounding panios ever made. If you were a song you'd be played on every radio station all day long and it would never get annoying. It would be the most exquisite and delicate piece ever known to man-kind. In the darkness you are the source of light [ex- candle] that helps guide others out of the dark and into the light of the world; into the presense of our Lord. Guess what!? I'll Glove you always and forever and there's _Nothing_ that you can do about that either! Hot dang. :D
 
This is getting so non-bitter and non-rancorous and non-abrasive and non-threatening...I love it!

Beautiful child, if I discovered that your natural hair was green and you had three eyes in your face, I would decide on the spot that green hair and three eyes made a splendid fashion statement, because it was the exterior that God gave to a girl who is SO gorgeous on the INSIDE as you are! And I know that EveningStar also sees you for the gloriously gentle and sweetly outgoing creature you are; I had a phone conversation with him quite recently, and he spoke of how tedious it is for him as a Mod having to weed out spambots and troublemakers. (His noble patience in this task is something you can fling in his face if he finds time to battle you further.) Our estimable Badger would be absolutely hysterical with relief if one day he found that every forum participant was even one-tenth as good-natured as YOU are! But great a gentleman as he is, I doubt he will ever feel as much non-hateful opposite-of-hostility for you as I do...because it was for ME that God made you a special instrument of solace and comfort in the loss of Janalee, for which I will always be vengefully, vindictively grateful to you.
 
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I love it too Papa Joe. You have no idea how things like this help me go through the day without wanting to do ignorant things. It [you] have helped me immensely. I believe [wholeheartedly] that God didn't just bless you with me, but that he blessed the _both_ of us with _each other_. For you brought me to comfort with God, you have been my mentor, my Grandfather, my _emeny_. The smiles that you bring are as innumeral as the stars and the Glove that you have shown [not only to me but others also] is as immense as the oceans. The beauty of your thoughts toward others is just as breathtaking as a sunrise over mountains.
I doubt that anyone Gloves you as much as I do. Although they might be close. However, I too hold a vindictive and vengeful thoughts when it comes down to you. Helping silly little people like me :rolleyes:. You should have known that I would.

[Amanda pulls out some Post-it notes and writes wonderful things down our ever-popular Badger. After she takes some notes, she thinks about the green hair and three eyes mentioned above and begins to laugh. I am relieved to say that you will not have to be making that fashion statement Papa Joe, since I only have two eyes and my hair is a dull brown. :D]
 
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