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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:14 pm
*Lowers her head.*
I did too.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:16 pm
Well. Clark's not going to like this ring working again. I guess I better explore the power before he gets home from patrol.
::Lois heads out the door, bathed in a violet glow
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:26 pm
The jukebox begins to play Get The Party Started by Pink.
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:37 pm
*raises his eye at the jukebox, in thought. Finishes off his drink and stands up, walking into Remy's office.*
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 11:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:43 pm
*enters, hoping to find a friendly and familiar face*
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:46 pm
*fleezes in, slipping a couple of coin constructs into the jukebox*
Hello, naked oily guy.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:48 pm
*looks up and grimaces*
(I guess one out of two isn't bad)
Hello strange cosmic character who enjoys shiny objects.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:52 pm
Oh? Haven't you heard? I've expanded to just... "objects!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:56 pm
Well kindly leave *my* objects out of your little treasure hunt. They were gifts from the Gods so I do treasure them.
*moves further inside, looking around*
Have you seen Piper? I have been concerned since the zombie attack two nights previous.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 9:00 pm
After that itchy, ill-fitting armor, I'm not interested in anything you have to offer.
*peruses the booze, bucket dangling idly in hand*
And no, I haven't seen Piper lately.
...
Also, I see you, bat-person.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 9:01 pm
*whips around and grabs Drake, hauling him off of his feet*
Who are you!
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