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 Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:01 pm
::heads behind the bar and peruses the various beverage choices::
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:02 pm
Chris Powell Powell is...
*shudders*
...gone. Only Razor remains.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:02 pm
Wow you watch a few minutes of Forrest Gump you miss out on a lot! Hey, Rose. How you been?
*Looks over to Powell*
Wait... what happened now?
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:02 pm
I care not for your rules. You released me, purge the human known as Powell.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:03 pm
Querl Dox New rule: If you refer to me solely by the color of my skin, I will no longer respond to you.
::drinks his orange juice:: Never thought of you as a social rights activist, Dox.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:04 pm
::mixes herself a margarita::
There.. that's better.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:04 pm
::waves a hand dismissively at Darkhawk::
One of these days I will have to figure out why chronal afflictions attack Powell so vehemently, moreso than anyone else. At any rate, your threats don't mean anything. You're a temporary state of being, and you should pass by the end of the night.
And then we'll be back to the talk of panties, fan-fiction and imagined slights from his girlfriend.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:05 pm
So, Querl you mentioned last night that you might share some of your data on the rings with me. Still feeling generous?
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:06 pm
*Smiles at Querl's comment and nods to Rex.* Oh you know the usual. Out running rocket launchers and automatic guns, drowning.... Nothing abnormal. Yourself?
*Arches a brow at Powell.* I think his suit took over or something. Does anyone have a picture of Clarice. Might help Powell out.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:06 pm
Then I shall slaughter as many inhabitants of this place as possible. Starting with that one...
*points at Rose*
...and then whoever this Clarice is.
*suddenly freezes*
What?
*punches self in face repeatedly*
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:07 pm
::raises an eyebrow::
I certainly wasn't expecting to run across a news story tonight.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:09 pm
::almost smirks, but catches himself and regains his composure::
I believe the correct adage here is "Stop hitting yourself, quit hitting yourself, why are you hitting yourself?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:09 pm
Been waiting for this mystery to start and see what it's all about.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:10 pm
Mystery, eh? Sounds like a good scoop
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:12 pm
*Laughs lightly.* I believe you're right, Querl. That is the saying.
*Eyes Powell's suit.* You can go ahead and try it, Big Guy. But Powell Loves Clarice. Isn't that right, Chris? I'm sure she'd love to see a text message from ya. Better hurry up and take over so you can do it.
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