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 Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 11:52 pm
Herpy was taking a nap.
But something startled him, and he tumbled through the wall...
[exit]
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 6:29 pm
After honor's long training she was ready to do battle with one of those two legged beings.
(exits)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 12:39 pm
Sparkles had been bouncing around the room, bored at the lack of things to do. Several of the boos had left and come back, and he finally decided to harass some of the others and find out where they were going to.
"Hey! Hey you! Where'd you go? Is there something to do? I'm booooooored."
When none of the other boos responded, he glanced upward. They'd come back from somewhere above... maybe he could just find it on his own? He flew upwards, phasing through the ceiling, to hunt for whatever they'd been doing. It had to be more interesting than here, at least.
((Exit to Boo-t Camp))
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 2:28 pm
((Respawn from tent))
Leonard felt his particles pulling back together and found himself in the initial room he had been in. Dying had felt... dying had felt good. Really good.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 3:57 pm
Resting comfortably next to one of the windows, Ernesto still hadn't cooled down after his rather embarrassing encounter with the strange invaders. Those "bipedal losers" had effectively put him in a rather nasty mood. The more he tried to put the incident out of his mind and chalk it up to them just being lame, the angrier he felt. He was quite certain that if he had blood, it would have been boiling. However, after seeing the others come and go, he realized there was no reason to confine himself to the only safe area in the house. He should be more proactive and figure things out further. Floating up from his chair, he disappeared into one of the paintings on the far wall, in search of answers.
(( exiting to Domain of Couch ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 11:06 pm
A sudden cry echoes through the Boo Room - it is the voice of the famed General Boolissimo, calling all faithful Boos to arms! A great danger threatens the House and, indeed, all Boo-kind... TO BATTLE!((You may enter the above thread as long as you have an approved Boo! Absolutely ALL approved Boos are welcome and encouraged to come on in!!))
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 11:17 pm
Faithful wasn't particularly how Leonard would describe himself, but at the idea that the glowing blue boo could get killed again he happily charged out of the thread, hunting for his fix of euphoria.
((Leaving for THE COUCH))
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:38 am
Ruby'd had trouble coming up with taunts worthy of those ugly little legged things that were invading the house. She'd been at it forever, and only had a few good ones. It was really rather frustrating.
The call of the General had interrupted her thinking. Boos were needed? She could do that. Ruby went off to answer the call.
((exit to Couch))
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:45 pm
Couch room? More like party room! Fireboo wisked away.
((Exiting to couch))
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 2:58 pm
O_O
OuO
O U O
((Faboo senses a party and leaves))
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