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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:05 pm
Buy, goods and supplies for the castle, and donate to poor people while you're at it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:07 pm
~is in the mood for some juice and pastry, so heads to the market alone~
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:11 pm
~in her travels she is attacked by a lone highway man~ EEEp! Suffer my justice! ~casts an ice spell, but it's amplified by the winter temperate and she freezes her own hand~ EEEK! ~runs quickly trying to get her hand to thaw out~
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:17 pm
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Rorschach and Prozac Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:18 pm
~eventually gets her hand warmed and the ice melts, then continues her trip~
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:26 pm
~gets there, buys herself canolis and juice smiling happily, then heads back~
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:48 pm
Disturbed-Demon ~gets there, buys herself canolis and juice smiling happily, then heads back~ Is the highway man still frozen in the middle of the road?
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:54 pm
*walks over to highwayman and unfreezes him* you aren't going to want to rob anyone anymore, are you? *highway man nods, in a daze* Good, now go off and get a good job. There you go. *watches as highway man wanders off* Good, good...
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 6:09 pm
"Right..." -scratches head-
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 7:47 pm
i'll buy som of this and som of that and this that that this... and im don shopping! back 2 my room!
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 11:17 am
Michael walked down the market street. "I suppose I could buy something." He said. He walked into a shop. Silently, he slipped an apple in his pocket, as well as two new pocket knives. Walking out, he said,"Then again, old habits die hard." He walked out, and strolled down the street, munching on an apple.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 10:45 pm
Joe the Hobo Michael walked down the market street. "I suppose I could buy something." He said. He walked into a shop. Silently, he slipped an apple in his pocket, as well as two new pocket knives. Walking out, he said,"Then again, old habits die hard." He walked out, and strolled down the street, munching on an apple. sees dumb guy but ignores... store has enough apples and knives 2 go around...grins
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 9:50 am
Collects knives, for her sculpture of a human body.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 1:20 pm
Obliterates many of the shops, in a blind rage.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 4:43 pm
Disturbed-Demon Obliterates many of the shops, in a blind rage. Still spying, feeling uneasy.
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