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 Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 5:37 am
Ravey? What kinda sprite chumean?
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:18 am
>___>
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*sets the sofa on fire, then jumps up the chandelier*
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:45 am
Lucind Varhetel *sets the sofa on fire, then jumps up the chandelier* -walks in almost a half hour after the act- Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Ah! Ah! Ah! -fire extinguisher, fail- God! -Ed's Comic Book Collection, fail- Ah! -V-ko's Ego, fire is smothered- ...Ah...
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:59 am
[insert manic laughter in the bg]
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:01 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:06 am
*starts humming Barnies on fire as he watches the smoke rise*
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:10 am
Lucind Varhetel [insert manic laughter in the bg]
Guards looked above and opened fire when it became apparent that the opponent was a helmeted man on a bike.
Said man crashed through a third story window and was in mid-spin on his landing, guns outstretched to blaze as several personel and soldiers ran around. Many were gunned down in seconds as Griff took his aims off of civilians, tossing his smoking hot and empty guns to the ground, grabbing the handlebars and lifting the front of the bike to turn to a platoon of guards. With a slam, he dropped the front wheel and revved, laying flat to his bike before tearing forward. Bullets would clatter off of the windshield and Griff's armored shoulders as he pushed through the opposition to the stairs, twisting his hips and racing up the flights. He would actually reach out and snatch a machine gun from some guy as he drove up seven flights. Finally, at the tenth floor, just before the roof, he would meet a fistful of super soldiers.
Griff leaned all the way back, driving with his hips before letting go, being sent sailing as the bike slammed two soldiers out the tenth story window before raising his gun to blast away the other four. Excessive force? Definitely.
Raising his hands and tossing his helmet down, Griff walked to the door where his target was inevitably resting. There, he saw a desk with a turned chair. He would pull a trusty 45 cal. from his left hip and go to the ready, pointing his arm at the chair.
"...that'll be two-twentysix and tax for the couch..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:30 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:34 am
And not far from the lobby, a devil's bride danced around a nice lill fire, a bottle of rum in her hand, while elsewhere innocents were killed for her deed.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:39 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 9:19 am
:curls around a hot water bottle:
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 9:22 am
*gives Sunny cookies* heart
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 10:06 am
*blows Sunny a kiss, then keeps on slurping her cup noodles*
...damn...hot burning_eyes
edit: Nik, you have a minute to talk on msn?^^
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 10:14 am
SOMEONE ******** FEED ME ALREADY, I'M HUNGRY. DX
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 10:41 am
Jack needs to get it over with and just ******** the candy. We've been looking at Jack eating the damned thing out for almost a month now. DAMN!
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