Vox Pops

[darkDescender]

Just messing around today and I suddenly thought, wouldn't it be fun if we had some vox pops?

If you're unsure, vox pops are basicaly replies you get when you ask the man on the street a question. To be more specific, here's an example from Monty Python...

Vox Pops on taxing...

Gumby: *Standing in water* I would put a tax on all peoplewho stand in water. *Looks around him* Oh!

It's man: I would tax Raquel Welch. I've a feeling she'd tax me.

Man: I'd tax the nude in my bed...no, not tax. what is the word? Oh! Welcome.

City Gent: I'd tax foreigners living abroad.


And so you get the idea. So,what do you think the dungeon's inhabbitants had to say about Dungeoneers?


Lord Fear: They're hell on my insurance premiums.

Treguard: Meh. They're expendable.

Mrs. Grimwold: They make lovely chew toys, dearie.

So,any takers?

[TheBrollachan]

Aesandre: Ruddy things keep letting the heat in

Sylvester Hand: dungey whot? oh those people with helmets, they're not too bad they have lots of pocessi... pocess... lots of stuff I can take.

Julius Scaramonger: Ah they give a hard bargain they do. By the way can I offer you 2 gold pieces for that microphone of yours? Or would you like to buy a lovely gemstone?

[TheBrollachan]

Elita: They're ugly looking things, still great for insulting. Come to thing of it why don't you push off face ache!

Majida: They're OK, they make me feel tall.

[Thanatos]

Pickle: "Is this live? I say - bog off."

Skarkill: "Can't stand 'em. But once I've got my iron on 'em, they're lovely!"

Honesty Bartrum: "Well, they- he's not the Crafty Conniving Cameraman, is he?"

[darkDescender]

*Mrs. Grimwold, Mildread and Heggatty are all lined up. The interviewer is asking them what they think.*

Mrs. G: Well, most of 'em can't tell the difference between a red gem and a ruddy great dog.

Mildread: Here! you're off the telly aren't you?

Interviewer: (Modestly) Yes, yes...

Mildread: He does them things where he asks old women silly questions.

Mrs. G: You try that round 'ere, young man, and we'll slit your face.

Sorry!