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 Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 5:26 am
There's really nothing to be said. She tried to kill me. And I'm not talking about when she was a Black Lantern.
I just think it sends a pretty clear message.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 5:32 am
*Leans on him from behind. Resting her chin on his shoulder and one of her arms on his other shoulder.*
I didn't say otherwise, my friend. Such actions doesn't always lead to forgiveness.
*Pauses a moment.* How would you like to be helped? I can help heal the pain or we can go do something fun for a bit.
whee
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 5:40 am
Ohh . . . Let's go for doing something fun. Anytyhing's gotta be better'n listening to Batjerk and Zatanna argue.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:03 am
*Arches a brow at the mention of the others but it quickly vanishes back to her cheerful expression.* Alright. So what do you want to do for fun?
You can show me the extension you built to the bookstore, we can go exploring, or you can teach me how to play cards.
whee
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:12 am
Ohhh . . . . cards is only fun when it's for money, and I don't feel like taking yours. mrgreen
Let's go check the bookstore. I gotta see if Powell's lizard torched anything else stare
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 6:15 am
*Laughs lightly as she releases Guy and flies backwards.* We could always play with fake money! It can have the pretense of being for real money. wink
Isn't there such a thing as fake money?
Awww.. that little lizard is sooo cute. Alright! Lead the way then.
whee
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 7:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 7:56 pm
*Walks up to the jukebox carefully.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:03 pm
*Pulls a wand shaped scanner out of his utility belt and waves it around the jukebox.*
Hnn.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:09 pm
*Bruce rolls out a set of tools in front of the jukebox and uses a handheld arc welder to remove a section from the front it, revealing a very large semtex based bomb.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:09 pm
*Guy flies in, and forms a barrier around the machin.* Again? We're gonna lose ANOTHER jukebox? I mean, come on. How many does that make?
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:12 pm
Thirteen since the grand opening. The batcomputer is tracing the source of the tip I was e-mailed about this bomb as we speak.
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:16 pm
*A phone sitting on the bartop outside Guy's cordon begins ringing, playing Alejandro as the ringtone.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:22 pm
*Guy hesitatesd, then he answers the phone.*
Pete's Pool Hall, 8-Ball speaking . . .
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:27 pm
*The phone triggers the bomb, which explodes outwards in a roaring fireball, slamming Bruce into Guy's cordon. He dies instantly.*
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