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 Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:00 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 8:13 pm
*enters, carrying every bag of store bought Skittles in the Nexus*
MINE!
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 8:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:35 pm
DON'T LOOK AT ME!
*drops the bags and runs!*
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 5:53 pm
::Lois surrounds herself in a violet heart-shaped construct. She sits down cross-legged inside of it, closes her eyes and begins to concentrate. She's holding a small vial in her hands that also begins to glow. The fat pony watches from a distance, chewing on the leg of a table::
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:08 pm
*CRASH!!*
*the wall of the Bistro crumbles and Mysia stomps in ... with Achilles being held upside down in both trunks by the ankles*
Okay, this isnt funny! Put. Me. DOWN!
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:12 pm
Almost... done.... hold... on...
::the vial in her hands glows brighter and brighter until finally, Lois opens her eyes and the violet construct around her vanishes. Fatigued, she hands the glowing vial to Achilles before dropping wearily into a chair::
Here...
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:18 pm
Here...what?
*looks at it upside down*
What is this? Why are you giving it to me? AND WHY AM I UPSIDE-DOWN!?
*holds his loin cloth tightly for 'modesty'*
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:23 pm
::the fat pony plods over to Mysia and licks her foot::
It's... it should cure you. It's oil that I infused with a large amount of my love love power
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:26 pm
OIL!? ... MINE! *clutches it tightly to his chest, and lets go of his lion cloth so it droops and... redface *quickly fixes it again*
WILL YOU PUT ME DOWN!?
....
Uh oh. eek
*Mysia lets him go...*
WHOOPS!
*THUD!*
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:28 pm
::the fat pony plods over and climbs up on Achilles's chest, looking at him blankly::
It should work... but
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:30 pm
But what? Should cure me of what? WHAT'S SO WRONG WITH ME!? gonk *makes sure his gonk ask is on*
And my GAWD this horse weighs a ton!
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:33 pm
the thing with your face. Remember? You showed me the injury that the Negaspark gave you..
as for the pony, yeah. She eats a lot. Mostly skittles. mmmmmmm skittles sound good right now. I need some energy
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:35 pm
*legs kicking from under the fat pony*
Hunny Bear keeps monstrous stashes of them everywhere, kinda has a monopoly on....
stare
Say where is my little buddy?
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:40 pm
I'm not sure... I haven't seen him in a while.
::Lois whistles and the fat pony rolls off of Achilles and onto the floor, legs in the air::
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