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 Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2015 5:40 pm
There's magic, YES MAGIC. ADVENTURES, ADVENTURES, ADVENTURES. ALL THE THINGS.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2015 5:45 pm
WELCOME TO MAGDA AND MALIK'S STORYTELLING BOOTH!It's literally just the two of them sitting in an overdecorated, brightly colored booth with a bunch of papers and pens. BUT IT'S EXCITING!!The game is simple: Just add a line to the story! One or two sentences is enough, that's all it takes! You don't have to make it make sense, they love random. But at the very least, read the story so far before adding on your contribution! This story's theme is CHRISTMAS! To enter, just post in bold and inside of quotations, your addition to the story. Like this! "Once upon a time, there was a tiny little elf named George."We'll add them up as we go along. Everybody who enters wins a prize of a Kindle Storytelling! Please post your minipet SN in your post! You can only win once! 
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2015 5:46 pm
THE STORY THUS FAR: Once upon a time, there was a tiny little elf named George. George was happy because he could fit in all the closets and find all the things that creeple thought they had lost and he could do it so well that they paid him for it! One day he decided to take all of the seeds he had earned and do something awesome with them. So he gathered them up in a jar and took them outside and saw something that changed his life right there on his lawn. Oi, so tha lil' George found somethin' 'nother ta change is life. He went out an' saw none other than tha' strange myth. Tha ABOMINABLE SWOLEMAN. He couldn' take is eyes of tha' thing, yeah? It was just so majestic. Stole is breath right away I'll say. I AM BRUTE. The swoleman said, moving with the swagger of the finest boil anyone's ever seen. "I AM BRUTE!" he shouted right in George's face before picking him up and tossing him over his shoulder, walking back to his lair. He found something he could claim as his own when he saw lil George beyond the landscape. Slowly, the swoleman looked up to the sky, thanking the swole goddess for this precious gift. "I AM BRUTE!!!!! The swoleman set Lil George down on the floor of his lair and decided that they were going to be the best friends in the entire world. Brute and Lil George decided to go on an ADVENTURE together.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2015 5:48 pm
1. MAGDA - FIRST PARTNER
2. MALIK - PARTPARTNER
3. ROJO!
4. KALLAN >(
5. BRUTE.
6. AMY
7. VAUDREY!
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 5:37 pm
 There was no way that Rojo wasn't getting in on story time. No way.
"George was happy because he could fit in all the closets and find all the things that creeple thought they had lost and he could do it so well that they paid him for it! One day he decided to take all of the seeds he had earned and do something awesome with them. So he gathered them up in a jar and took them outside and saw something that changed his life right there on his lawn."
The skeleton gasped theatrically as he brought his bony fingers to his mouth. This was quite possibly the best story ever told.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2015 5:41 pm
Magda peeked over to read what Rojo had wrote, and widened her eyes in surprise. "Say, that's actually really good. Are you a professional? Now you'll make me nervous coming up with a story for you!" She hummed to herself, looking at Malik nervously for several seconds, before she hunkered down and focused on Rojo. "Okay, here goes nothing." "Once upon a time there was a beautiful skeleton named Rojo. He had a fine collection of hats that he liked to show to people who visited him. One day, all of the hats disappeared, and he was very sad. Then, the hat fairy visited him and told him that she was just borrowing them for inspiration. The next day, Rojo had all of his hats back, and twice as many new ones to boot! HURRAY!" She threw her hands up in celebration. "Happy Hat Day, Rojo!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:01 am
Kallan giggled, wandering in to the strange little story area. She could definitely write something splendid! It would work out real well. "Oi, so tha lil' George found somethin' 'nother ta change is life. He went out an' saw none other than tha' strange myth. Tha ABOMINABLE SWOLEMAN. He couldn' take is eyes of tha' thing, yeah? It was just so majestic. Stole is breath right away I'll say."With that, Kallan nodded at her handiwork and passed it off. They'd have a hard time toppin' that!
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 12:11 am
Brute was confused by this booth. Was he supposed to eat all of that paper? He extended one arm that was held close to his chest to swipe one up, promptly shoving it into his mouth, where he chewed it up and swallowed.
It was quite bland, he decided, but his stomach grumbled for more, so he ate a few leafs more. It was quite tasteless, really, but who was he to deny his growling belly? When it stopped growling, he stopped eating, and bobbed his head at the booth owners in silent thanks.
Before he walked away, he noticed that creeple were actually making markings on the paper. Oh right, words. Those were words.
Hesitating in his departure, the brute wyvern turned back towards the booth, and snatched up another piece of paper. This time, instead of eating it, he used a claw like nail to tear ragged words of his own into the paper.
It read, simply, "I AM BRUTE".
He set the paper almost reverently back on the booth, because this paper contained words that he had written himself, and thus, it was now a very important paper.
Bobbing his head again and letting out an odd, gurgling sound from the back of his throat, Brute stalked away.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 7:37 am
Rojo went so silent and so still at Magda's response that he might have been an anatomical model in some human world science lab rather than a real boil. Creeple passed, more story was added, and still he was stuck on Hat Day.
Hat Day.
It was beautiful.
"Thank you," he whispered before slowly turning and vacating the booth.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 1:53 pm
Amy was wandering around, looking at the various booths when she saw one that said you could make up your own story and recive one in return! Oh! That seemed fun actually! Amy picked up the sory and tapped her chin before an idea came to her:
" The swoleman said, moving with the swagger of the finest boil anyone's ever seen. "I AM BRUTE!" he shouted right in George's face before picking him up and tossing him over his shoulder, walking back to his lair. He found something he could claim as his own when he saw lil George beyond the landscape. Slowly, the swoleman looked up to the sky, thanking the swole goddess for this precious gift. "I AM BRUTE!!!!!" "
Amy went over her work and giggled. What an akward passage! She looked to the ghoul and boil at the booth, thanking the ghoul just fine, but when she happened upon the boil, her eyes started glowing just a tiny bit. "Thank you for allowing me to add to your story...Perhaps I could write a story about hoe tasty demon boils are?" She blinked and shook her head, covering her mouth. "I-IM SORRY!" But he looks absolutely mouthwatering~! The poor ghoul cleared her throat and looked around before quietly excusing herself.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 2:40 pm
Magda gave Kallan a smile, and offered up her story to the ghoul. "Once there was a ghoul named Kallan, who everyone liked because she was so pretty and had such good ideas. They asked her to use her power of creativity to make a new mascot for their sports team, and she created a vibrant, brilliant looking parrot for them. With the power of their mascot, they won every single game their sports team ever played, and Kallan was heralded a heroine of the town!!! The end!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:06 pm
Malik clapped his hands together, determined to give the best story ever written. He hoped Brute was ready for the wonderment about to go down. "There once was a grand adventuring boil named Brute. His sole purpose in life was to try all the foods throughout the land. Big things, small things, every thing in between. All would be devoured by mighty adventurer Brute. After devouring all there was, the great adventurer had one final test. Myth told of an eyescream tasted by no other. It was said to be so pure and good, only the greatest were allowed to have it. The great eyescream gods gladly granted him the greatest treat of all and all praised him as food ruler supreme!! It was excellent and the eyescream tasted of meat, hooray!" With that Malik nodded at his creation and smeared a bit of eyescream on it for good measure. Maybe it would taste better that way.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:30 pm
Malik didn't know what to say to the other ghoul. He didn't think trying to eat boils was a very good idea, and probably against school rules in some form or fashion. Yes, there was no way he was tasty. He was a living boil. "T-There once was a lovely ghoul named Amy. She didn't much like the taste of boil especially demon boil. One day the beautiful Amy in all of her splendor found a grand alternative to boil. It was a vegetarian diet. Soy boil. Packaged and tasty, it kept her from having to attempt to eat the best boils. The end." Malik scribbled down, handing it to Amy before quickly stepping away. He really did not want to be lunch today.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:35 pm
Did that ghoul just talk to Malik like he was.. a meal? Magda crunched her face up, attempting to figure out exactly how she felt about that, when a new idea snuck into her mind and distracted her from that more complicated issue. She thought, and thought, and thought some more. Then she quietly, carefully, leaned over and licked Malik's hand. He didn't seem any tastier than anybody else.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:42 pm
Vaudrey had no idea what he was doing, but he most definitely was going to try and be good at whatever it was. He arrived, beaming brightly and dressed smartly, at the lovely little booth, and gave the ghoul and boil behind it a wide, pleasant smile.
Which faltered a bit as he realized he was supposed to actually say something.
"Erm," Vaudrey said, hastily trying to come up with something, giving a flustered glance at Amy. "The swoleman set Lil George down on the floor of his lair and decided that they were going to be the best friends in the entire world. Brute and Lil George decided to go on an ADVENTURE together."
He smiled at them both expectantly, hoping he'd done it right. Then he quickly scribbled it down as well, just in case he was supposed to have written it down instead what if he was supposed to have written it down was he a failure of a gentleboil now -
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