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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:45 pm
Well, because I...I...
That's it! I challenge you to...DUELING FLUTES! Winner is the real Pied Piper!
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:47 pm
*Looks from Cho and Larfleeze and shakes her head.* No, but I have a feeling that it'll only last a few days. The last one didn't have any permanent affects.
*Pauses and looks back to Cho curiously.* Hmm...
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:47 pm
Heh, yeah, if Piper's known for anything, it's his experience handling the flute.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:50 pm
*whips out his flute* Duel it is. mad
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:50 pm
Hey! I am also known for my talented fingering and my skilled lips!
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:56 pm
*begins to play and quite well*
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:58 pm
::plays in a countertempo to the other Piper, climbing up the scales and back down, weaving a hypnotic undermelody before segueing into playing a tribute to Fatboy Slim::
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:59 pm
I'm also the new Weapon of Choice.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:01 pm
*Looks over at Largleeze and arches a brow.* Oh?
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:05 pm
Yes, I'm very exclusive. In fact, I'm the only person equipped to handle myself... unless you're interested. Would you like to handle my weapon?
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:07 pm
*The music begins to intensify and begins to compliment Piper's tribute*
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:09 pm
As familiar as that seems, I am in a very happy relationship with a brilliant strategist already.
*Taps her foot to the tune.*
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:09 pm
*Creed walks in and looks around at all the pretty colors*
Heh, look at all ya'll with yer cute costumes.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:11 pm
eek
::sees Creed walk in, and changes the flow of the song, turning it into a low fugue, making the floor vibrate with each robust verse. Starts slowly sashaying to the door as he plays::
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