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 Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 2:23 pm
"Mmmm hmmm," murmured Noodle. "But-no drug-u!" She recalled the number of occasions she had to steal some form of drugs they had come across and toss it in the landfill. Usually Murdoc and his speed.
She scratched her arm and awkwardly leaned on it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 5:53 pm
"... cheese rwollin', toad rwacin', tyin' shoelaces together in a rwope an then tyin' them t'me an then hangin' me out ther window, Russ' taxidermy, o'course..." 2D paused for a moment, his list just about finished. "An... an when we can't fink of anyfink else t'do, we go to interveiws, rwight, Murdoc? Though I fink Noodle does that on 'er own, sumtimes."
He dug behind the seat cushion until he found a pack of ever-present cigarrettes, lighting one with a lighter from his back pocket.
"But no drwugs, yeah," he mused, "Not in Kong, nah."
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 6:12 pm
"Ch--cheese rolling?" Purple tilted her head, raising an eyebrow, and spacing off for a moment. She pulled a black iPod out of her pocket and looked at it briefly, then back up at 2D, thinking.
"They--hang you out the window? Why?" Purple asked in a tone of mild shock. Very, very mild shock.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 6:20 pm
"Err, yeh. Yeah, sumtimes. The zombies all trwy an rweach up fer me, but Murdoc, he'd never let me drwop; would yer, mate?" 2D slapped Murdoc on the back fondly, and then pulled his hand away cautiously. "Err. Would... yer...?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 7:23 pm
"Eheh. Heh." Murdoc screwed his face into a rather fake-looking smile and catching 2D's hand. "Course not. Only if y' did sommin' to REALLY piss me off. And y'd never do that t' yer Uncle Murdoc."
He paused a bit, and then muttered for 2D's ears alone, "Or you'll ********' regret it."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 7:34 pm
Purple held back a snicker as she was suddenly bombarded with images of 2D being hung out of a window.
She could not resist a small giggle, but she did her best to smother it behind her hand. She then looked around, fixing her hair absentmindedly.
"Well...don't do anything too terrible, 2D." Purple warned, then giggled again as the image of a 2D dummy being dropped from a second floor window popped into her mind.
She then shook her head and sighed, pulling a deadly serious face as she studied her fingernails intently.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:07 pm
2D got that shocked and slightly dazed look on his face, the one he always had when something violent had been suggested involving him. He considered it for a few moments, cigarrette smoking in his fingers.
"Er, yeh, err... 's cool, yeh..." he concluded, sitting back in his seat and accidentally dropping the cigarrette onto his leg in the process with a little yelp.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 9:32 pm
Noodle smirked at the thought, but felt a bit bad. She pulled out her headphones and began to listen to some music. She slightly brushed the fringe out of her eyes as she concentrated on finding a good station.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 7:49 pm
"Yeah...yeah." Murdoc purred. "Y'know wot's great about this guy?" He then announced to the room, throwing his arm over 2D's shoulder a little too violently, "He always agrees. No matter what I say. I mean, he may not get anywhere in life without my help, but DAMN he knows how t' make th' people around 'im awfully 'appy."
Murdoc leaned back in his seat. "An' hey, y'know, cheese-rolling's an actual sport. In...wot's a country that's got a lot o' cheese, Belgium 'r somethin'? Or Russ. Eheh." He mimed a bowling motion across the floor. "Before their kinder can walk, they can roll a Munster like no one's business. I swear it's all true."
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 3:49 am
"I fought that woz in Gloucestershire..." mused 2D, as unfussed by Murdoc's half-insult as he would be had he not heard it at all, "But I woz quite good at it. I can't rwemember wot woz the actual fing about why we 'ad to rwoll the cheese, but it woz good an... an all that stuff... 'cept for the concussion, of courwse..."
He considered it for a few moments, picking at the burn the dropped cigarette had managed to eat into the leg of his jeans. "You fought that woz rweally rweally funny sumhow, Murdoc. I guess it woz, fer a little bit."(( Check it out: Cheese Rolling. Always facinated me.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 7:36 am
"I...err....watched a cheese-rolling race once..." Purple said slowly, and innocently, her eyes wide. She was a little perplexed as to how the conversation had moved to...of all things...cheese rolling, but it was surprisingly interesting, she guessed.
"I saw a guy get knocked over by a wheel of cheese...he had to be carted off in an ambulance, he did..." she sighed and pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on one of them, looking as though she was mourning for the poor man.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 11:23 pm
"Aaaaaaah.... so, uh, Perwple. Wherwe're you frwom? Like, err, Basildon? Maybe... Uttlesforwd?" asked 2D, considering the area they lived in. "No, err, lemme guess... Chelmsforwd! Yor a Chelmsforwd girl, rwight? Am I rwight?"
He grinned proudly, confident that he'd gotten it right.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 1:06 am
"Err...well, actually, I lived in the States before I came here...in Iowa! But then I moved here...err, Essex...not sure where exactly though..." she scratched her head in thought.
"I can't really remember." she shrugged. "I just kind of...wandered about until I found Kong Studios." she smiled sweetly and tilted her head.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 1:12 am
"Oh. Err. Rwight." 2D looked disappointed, frowning heavily. "I guess I should've known, I fink, but I'm not rweal good wif accents and stuff..."
He stared at the television for a while before speaking again.
"So, if that's trwue, where d'yer live now? Coz, like, yer must stay sumwhere..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 1:18 am
Purple sighed but continued smiling for a moment longer.
"My accent can be tough to place, you know." she said in an attempt to console him.
"I err....I live--" she paused for a moment, blushing furiously. "I live here." she admitted, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly.
"But I used to buy groceries, so I hope it's all right if I stay!" she said all in a rush. Of course, this was true, but it had been a long while, since as of late she had only come out for brief amounts of time to eat, use the water closet and little else. She had been tired, or sick--or, well, she couldn't quite remember, and she guessed the others had forgotten about her at this point.
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