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Merry X-Mas! Have some ginderbread~ ^_^

Oh, this is just perfect! I do have quite the sweet tooth...

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that errant curl is defiant and wishes to be free!

#I understand how he feels #silly curl :c

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THIS IS THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED

#Oooh look! Someone's the model of a modern Major...Monogram? #is that a kind of measurement?

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Is he the very model of a modern Major-General?

Oh, no, he's much bigger than a model!

#bardlyworking #((and he doesn't have an umbrella)) #((...had to look that up...))

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I like the army's way of working. You enlist, you train and you get promoted if you stay long enough. Simple enough for even me to understand!

Well, I do get a bit confused between Second Lieutenant, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Colonel and Lieutenant General. But it's jolly good all the same.

I just have to remember Major-General. He gets mad if I forget the Major. Well, he gets mad at me generally. Is that why he's a General?

Sorry, Major-General.

#Horrible Histories RP #((Blenkinsop is helping me with my homework)) #((and then I wasted time trying to figure out which ranks he and Maltravers were)) #((but the Major-General is the only one with the right decorations))

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No more we’ll share the same old barn The same old dug-out, same old yarn, No more a tin of bully share Nor split our rum by a star-shell’s glare So long old lad. What times we’ve had, both good and bad, We’ve shared what shelter could be had, The same crump-hole when the whizz-bangs shrieked, The same old billet that always leaked, And now - you’ve “stopped one”. We’d weathered the storms two winters long We’d managed to grin when all went wrong, Because together we fought and fed, Our hearts were light; but now - you’re dead And I am mateless. Well, old lad, here’s peace to you, And for me, well, there’s my job to do, For you and the others who are at rest Assured may be that we’ll do our best In vengeance. Just one more cross by a strafed roadside, With it’s G.R.C., and a name for guide, But it’s only myself who has lost a friend, And though I may fight through to the end, No dug-out ot billet will be the same, All pals can only be pals in name, But we’ll all carry on till the end of the game Because you lie there.

"To My Chum" (via blenkers)

!!!!!

Is your friend OK…?

(via ohaflageolet)

*sniffs* Yes... I just saw this in a newspaper and...well, it made me think about...what could happen...

#I'm not crying #I've just got a bit of shrapnel in my eye

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Oh, that makes sense! I was wondering why she kept saying it to me.

((And yes, he is referring to merci beaucoup, just he can't understand it enough to remember it properly. It was a little joke I heard on a historical comedy/drama about WWI soldiers that I thought worked quite well for him. ^^))

Eliza’s learning French now. She keeps saying… I think it’s mercy buckets to me. I don’t know why France needs merciful buckets. Did they get into a war over a bucket or something?

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"I’m writing something for you now which should do the trick."

"Is it a prescription?"

"No - it’s your orders! I’m sending you to the front line."

The Wipers Times [x]

#I think I might suffer from optimism #but that's not so bad is it?

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But what are we gonna do with it?

#sounds like looting to me

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No more we'll share the same old barn The same old dug-out, same old yarn, No more a tin of bully share Nor split our rum by a star-shell's glare So long old lad. What times we've had, both good and bad, We've shared what shelter could be had, The same crump-hole when the whizz-bangs shrieked, The same old billet that always leaked, And now - you've "stopped one". We'd weathered the storms two winters long We'd managed to grin when all went wrong, Because together we fought and fed, Our hearts were light; but now - you're dead And I am mateless. Well, old lad, here's peace to you, And for me, well, there's my job to do, For you and the others who are at rest Assured may be that we'll do our best In vengeance. Just one more cross by a strafed roadside, With it's G.R.C., and a name for guide, But it's only myself who has lost a friend, And though I may fight through to the end, No dug-out ot billet will be the same, All pals can only be pals in name, But we'll all carry on till the end of the game Because you lie there.

"To My Chum"

#I think I...need a moment... #mrmaltravers #I don't ever want to lose you #please stay with me #please don't leave me on my own #I need you to look after me

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Eliza's learning French now. She keeps saying... I think it's mercy buckets to me. I don't know why France needs merciful buckets. Did they get into a war over a bucket or something?

#Horrible Histories RP

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...I feel I might be a tad out of place...

#Horrible Histories RP #just-the-highwayman

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Aww, that's so lovely! Do you think I could stay the night? So that the doggy has a long time to remember who I am. And maybe I want him sleeping on my belly, because that sounds delightful...

Yes! And he is also the colour of toffee as well. And maybe you should perhaps mix the tea and coffee? That way you can have both!! Ooh, maybe we can have a toffee while we cuddle with Toffee!

#((Are we saying Maltravers still lives on the farm?)) #((I was just wondering whether his parents would still be there if that was the case.))

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Could we get some actual toffee to eat too? So we'd have toffee and a toffee whilst hugging Toffee.

I bet he’ll feel right at home with the other dogs! Oh old top, this will be such a grand occasion, I can hardly stand it! :D :D ilybleeneijhruh 

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That sounds like it'll be...! Well, it sounds like it might be awful, but I can't wait to try it anyway!

You could also call it a key, couldn't you? Well, it wouldn't be spelt that way, but cea just looks queer.

I like that. A toffee or a key. Couldn't ask for it in a shop, of course.

I bet he’ll feel right at home with the other dogs! Oh old top, this will be such a grand occasion, I can hardly stand it! :D :D ilybleeneijhruh 

#((Screw it it's such a great coincidence that Mat plays two characters that can't decide between tea or coffee)) #((and Bones' first name is Deano in my headcanon I don't even care about how much I'm referencing G&S))

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Awww! That settles it, then. We'll call him... Toffee. Because that sounds like a mix between tea and coffee and I can never choose which I'd prefer.

Perfect!

I bet he’ll feel right at home with the other dogs! Oh old top, this will be such a grand occasion, I can hardly stand it! :D :D ilybleeneijhruh 

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What if I get hungry every time I think of him?

Then again, I do love sweets, so it would only be right to name him something like that...

I bet he’ll feel right at home with the other dogs! Oh old top, this will be such a grand occasion, I can hardly stand it! :D :D ilybleeneijhruh