Re: Citizens of Mohicanland.....Introducing.........

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: : : In answer to some questions of late regarding the various characters living in the village known as Mohicanland...just let me say THIS about THAT...you think you're confused NOW??  You ain't seen NUTHIN' yet!

: : : To the good Corporal and his allies in the Chronicles, think of "Mohicanland" as a similar fictional situation...only from an alternate universe! ;o)  We started with a few characters who WERE linked to Cooper and/or LOTM, but they began to take on a life of their own, and strange friends and relatives began to appear in our quaint little community.  Before we knew it, we had a pretty diverse assortment of folks living there.  Mostly, our version of Mohicanland is strictly fun stuff, where we happily mix up the centuries and sensibilities with reckless abandon.  But to help you sort it out a bit, here is a rundown on some of the characters.

: : : As Gayle posted earlier, She-Who-Tracks-la-Longue-Carabine is our resident female longhunter, always searching for her dream man (and mine), namely Hawkeye.  She-Who-Tracks usually speaks in a Coopersian patois, and can frequently be found ruminatin' over Life's ironies whilst deliberatin' on the "gifts" of various other citizens in Mohicanland.  (Some of these thoughts of She's will be more readily recognized by those who have actually read Cooper.)  

: : : Hector the Hound is She's constant, faithful companion...a dog taken right from the writings of JFC, and made even more decrepit, smelly & old by his sojourn in Mohicanland.

: : : Sassy Soothsayer came about by accident when I (Mighty Mohican Mama Marcia...my REAL LIFE persona) was posting a tongue-in-cheek response to a thread about the absurdity of political correctness.  (I believe we were discussing saving the famous three-toed icelandic amoeba at the time, and I posted a look into the future which pronounced that that very same amoeba had been elected president & was running the country hand-in-hand with the first amoebette.)  I signed the post Sassy Soothsayer, as it was written in the form of a prediction.  And suddenly, Sassy was born & began to flit about the village of Mohicanland, reading tea leaves, mixing potions, and getting into all sorts of trouble.

: : : Miss Marcia is the genteel & refined side of Sassy.  Someone in Mohicanland has to take care of feeding the citizenry, and who better than the flower of Southern femininity, Miss Marcia, who has a cabin on the south side of town where she operates Miss Marcia's Famous DownHome Kitchen, wherein she serves up dishes like Grits 'n' Grease, Smashed Taters, and George RoadKill Armadillo.  

: : : Benton (Just Call Me Bent) Twigg was a creation of Gayle's who came along courting Miss Marcia, and running for Sheriff of Mohicanland.  He's a stalwart hero, through & through, though a bit soft-hearted where his Idjit cousin, Dweebie Day-Lewis, is concerned.  Dweebie was dreamed up by Doc Mary during a battle between she & MMMM over Hawkeye.  MMMM thought she had Hawkeye caught, well & good, but Doc informed her to look again.  She was really holding DDL's moronic cousin, Dweebie Day-Lewis, who looks remarkably like Wally Cox, with coke-bottle glasses, stick-like arms, and a bb gun called Chipmunk Wounder.  The good Sheriff and his pathetic cousin have been citizens of Mohicanland ever since.

: : : Miss Paddletale came about when Elaine made a comment on a thread that had gotten a bit hysterical (if my memory serves me correctly), and Paddletale was her take-off on Tattletale.  Once she called me that, it seemed natural that Miss Paddletale move immediately into Mohicanland, and become the resident "The sky is falling, the sky is falling" Gal.  Obviously with a name like Paddletale, she must be a DUCK, so that explains her quacking and squawking every time she gets upset over something.

: : : I cannot remember exactly which post began the history of the Gnome, but a village like Mohicanland HAS to have some wee people hangin' about, now doesn't it?  And so the Gnome & his Gnomette moved under the toadstools down by the Glimmerglass and have been a happy addition to our countryside.  

: : : Miss Katie O' Arbroath is a lovely Scottish lass (alter ego of our friend, Kate from Scotland, hence the name) who runs a quilt shoppe in Mohicanland.  Bedding is her business.  Just ask her, she'll tell you.  And she's a dab hand with a needle, sartain.  

: : : It's probably best to break these introductions down into bite-sized pieces, so I'll quit for now, having gone over my own personas & a couple of extras.  But you can see that once Mohicanland was born, people began adding personas to the mix, bit by bit.  Sometimes they sprang up as the natural result of a thread being discussed.  Sometimes they were adopted by folks who just wanted to be part of the community, and who chose their particular characters based on their own likes or dislikes.  Either way, the population of Mohicanland has grown over the last few years and for many of us has provided a real escape from the day to day humdrum world.  

: : : All in all, Mohicanland very similar to the chronicles, only done strictly for laughs, and with no regard to accuracy at all.  Hope that answers a few questions.  Gayle & others, please jump in with more info on any characters you can think of.  I'm sure Mohicanland means something different to each of us, and our individual perspectives & memories might help clear it up some.

: : : Oh, and Adele...the Huggy Merchant is a WONDERFUL addition to any community, if you ask me.  And the Yengeese Strumpet is perfect for Mohicanland.  Not to worry in that regard!

: : : MMMM

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: : Why thank you Miss Marcia.....and here is my attempt to explain my personas.

: : The Huggy Merchant was born from the last Gathering and to this date I have no idea how the name came up, or how her role as 'trader of words, wit and warmth' came about.  I know, I know, not much of an explanation really!  I think that when I returned from the Gathering I wanted to post a quote about friendship, and out of that came the 'Thought for the Day' which I am delighted to say seems to have become a popular tradition.  Actually, for some, it seems to be not so much popular as essential.  I distinctly remember one day when Huggy was late posting her thought, that a certain Dana personage posted in rather a fluster saying "Where the hell is my thought?  I can't start the day without a thought!"  And so Huggy has tried to accomodate ever since.  In times of nervous breakdown, sulks, major bodily trauma, or just general 'can't be bothered' apathy, the role is superbly filled by Huggy's newly acquired assistant JayBee.  Huggy, by the way, although a member of the Mohicanland Traders Guild, is often picked on by the other traders, in particular the Dutch Trader, who has a particularly viscious streak and doesn't like Huggy's joie de vivre, very un-mercenary attitude, and constant attempts to bear hug other inhabitants.

: : The Yengeese Strumpet, aka Lucie Lastic, is much easier to recall.  She was instantly created after Miss Katie, in a fit of pique, called me a yengeese strumpet.  The YS runs the House of Hoo-Haa in Mohicanland, a house of ill repute that has been frequented by the French Trader, Dweebie Day-Lewis (who is just impossible to get rid of), and even *gasp* the upright, forthright, downright gentleman, Sheriff Benton (just call me Bent) Twigg.  She has taken to wearing pale blue checked jammies as apparently, they send the men wild!  The YS is also responsible for inviting her Parisian cousin by .... er..... possibly marriage .... Mam'selle Eclair to Mohicanland.  Mamselle Eclair is not one of my characters, and as yet, seems to be keeping most people guessing as to her true identity.  She is also in the 'oldest profession', she beguiles men with her sexy accent, and parisien lace undergarments, and is constantly pursued by a dribbling Dweebie (when he is not stalking Red of course!).

: : Oh by the way, as I was trawling through the archives the other day, I realized that Thursday was the first anniversary of my first post on this board!  And a very boring one it was too!!

: : Anyway, a trip through Mohican Wonderland is the perfect present!!  Happy Anniversary to me!!

: : Adele

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: I beg your pardon, Yengeese Strumpet, but did I hear you say that the House of Hoo Hah has been visited by none other than Sheriff Twigg?  Surely not!  Indeed, Miss, I can't i-MAG-ine our upright Arm of the Law engaging in any such . . . well . . . any such . . *huff, puff* . . well, you know. . .   I wonder if Miss Katie and She Who Tracks are aware of this?  Certainly not!  And poor dear Miss Marcia, I wonder if anyone has told her?  Of course, no one would, but then, surely the sweet thing has a right to know if she is being . . . well, you know!  Of course, I wouldn't say a word to anyone - gossip is such a low form of communication - but . . .

: OH, SHE!  SHE!  Nice to see you.  Would you like to stop by for a nice cup of tea?  I have a LOVELY new can of English tea, and this is just the time to break it out and have a friendly chat.

: Miss Gaylee Cooper


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