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 Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:16 pm
-heads on into the Bistro and sees Nick lying there- "Sir?!"
-runs over to him- "Oh god! Sir?!"
-sinks to his knees next to him, and pauses, looking at the body- "Oh sir..."
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:10 pm
-blink blink, averts his eyes-
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:16 pm
My goodness! How horribly cruel of this edifice to take up Mother Nature's ground! Hell -- I am Mother Nature! We'll fix this in a jippy.
*Pulls seeds out of her cleavage and skips around throwing them everywhere*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:36 pm
::Harley cartwheels in happily, stopping suddenly::
IVVVVYYYYYYYYY!
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:38 pm
Hello Harls! How's my favorite clown psychopath?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:41 pm
*walks in, lighting up a cigarette*
Oh ********, it's these two.
*pauses for a second*
Smells like someone died in here.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:42 pm
Good, Red.
::she hugs Ivy::
I'm you're favorite? Awwwwwwww 4laugh
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:43 pm
Hmph...
*Ivy's seeds start sprouting, quickly growing into large viney plants that spread throughout the bistro*
Of course Harls. Who else can I go on murdering rampages with?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:47 pm
Kitty says we're "straight" now. She's so NOT FUN sometimes, but I love 'er anyways
::looks at the body::
What's that all about?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:49 pm
I'm quite over cats.
...
Hmm? What's what about?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:50 pm
You mind, Ivy? Some of us are trying to drink here.
*approaches the bar, spotting the body*
...Who offed one-eye?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 8:56 pm
Oh that... Was just another useless sack of flesh.
*continues skipping around and throwing more cleavage seeds*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 9:02 pm
You won't get an argument from me, sister.
*sits down, grabbing a bottle of beer*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 9:02 pm
Are you sure he's not just sleepin'?
::she pokes him with the handle of her mallet::
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