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 Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:40 pm
Eulalia Danae The bug squashed easily, just like any other bug, but the paper thing wings slowly fell into a soft powder and then blew away with a sudden breeze. A soft sound of laughter entered the room, like sprinkling bells with an underlying velvet purr. Ora seemed to suddenly appear, walking into the room, her black hair falling loose down to her thighs. "Before you alarm yourself and tell your droids to attack me, percival, you should know something. Right now, my powers are the only thing keeping you alive, take them away, and your head will explode as the shrunken creature inserted above your ear regains it's true size." She took a seat across from his desk. "Now shall we discuss some business?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:42 pm
Fat men tend to. (( whee ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:44 pm
ArynChris Fat men tend to. (( whee )) (( evil ...Speaking as one of those fat men I disagree.....not all of us have sick desires. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:46 pm
*ahem* Please disregard the above sentence. I have just been inform that only fat, egotistical, power-hungry men tend to have sick desires.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:49 pm
ArynChris *ahem* Please disregard the above sentence. I have just been inform that only fat, egotistical, power-hungry men tend to have sick desires. ((THere we go, THAT Sounds more like me.))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:53 pm
0.o My fellow writers are odd characters. This is why our stories are so strange: They're all writing about themselves!!! Naturally, I don't include myself in that statement. I am perfectly normal. ((*aloof*))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:54 pm
((Liar your not normal!))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:54 pm
Spritekin Percival turns absolutely red in the face like a cherry as he calms himslef and then looks at Ora and a sick grin comes acrossed his face. "Perhaps.....yes Let us discuss some business...please have a seat." He says to Ora, clearly this man had some sick desires. Ora smiled, and let her boot heels rest on the corner of his desk, her long legs stretched out underneath his nose. It was true that she hadn't so much as kissed a man, but she understood what powers she had available, and though he would be instantly killed if he so much as reached within an inch of her knee, she was not above using her apeal as a distraction. "I want the champion, and the previous champion. You will give them both to me, if you want to spare your life." She smiled, untying a pouch from her belt. "But don't think you won't be rewarded for your cooperation." She dumped the contents of the pouch onto the desk a pile of gold coins falling out. (4)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 10:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:00 pm
((I just know how to be flashy))
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:03 pm
Eulalia Danae Spritekin Percival turns absolutely red in the face like a cherry as he calms himslef and then looks at Ora and a sick grin comes acrossed his face. "Perhaps.....yes Let us discuss some business...please have a seat." He says to Ora, clearly this man had some sick desires. Ora smiled, and let her boot heels rest on the corner of his desk, her long legs stretched out underneath his nose. It was true that she hadn't so much as kissed a man, but she understood what powers she had available, and though he would be instantly killed if he so much as reached within an inch of her knee, she was not above using her apeal as a distraction. "I want the champion, and the previous champion. You will give them both to me, if you want to spare your life." She smiled, untying a pouch from her belt. "But don't think you won't be rewarded for your cooperation." She dumped the contents of the pouch onto the desk a pile of gold coins falling out. (4)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:14 pm
Spritekin Eulalia Danae Spritekin Percival turns absolutely red in the face like a cherry as he calms himslef and then looks at Ora and a sick grin comes acrossed his face. "Perhaps.....yes Let us discuss some business...please have a seat." He says to Ora, clearly this man had some sick desires. Ora smiled, and let her boot heels rest on the corner of his desk, her long legs stretched out underneath his nose. It was true that she hadn't so much as kissed a man, but she understood what powers she had available, and though he would be instantly killed if he so much as reached within an inch of her knee, she was not above using her apeal as a distraction. "I want the champion, and the previous champion. You will give them both to me, if you want to spare your life." She smiled, untying a pouch from her belt. "But don't think you won't be rewarded for your cooperation." She dumped the contents of the pouch onto the desk a pile of gold coins falling out. (4) Ora chuckled, "A man who drives a hard bargain. I expected as much. I hadn't wanted to use this, but if you give me the current champion, along with the remaining slaves....well, even then....I could get twice the amount from your competitors, and have slaves that might actually be in proper condition. I might as well have you look at it though, let you see what you're missing." She made a soft cooing noise as she pulled a small bird from the pocket of her coat. It was bright red and orange, the color flames, and obviously young. "You know what this is." She smiled, "everyone who understands the trade would know a baby pheonix when they see one. The feathers alone are worth more than your entire stadium. Just imagine the dear one as it grows old, a fiery beast that could make a better show than any worthless super. And if it dies out or is defeated, it's reborn." She chuckled. "But I couldn't part with him, he has personal value, you understand." (3)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 11:24 pm
Eulalia Danae Spritekin Eulalia Danae Spritekin Percival turns absolutely red in the face like a cherry as he calms himslef and then looks at Ora and a sick grin comes acrossed his face. "Perhaps.....yes Let us discuss some business...please have a seat." He says to Ora, clearly this man had some sick desires. Ora smiled, and let her boot heels rest on the corner of his desk, her long legs stretched out underneath his nose. It was true that she hadn't so much as kissed a man, but she understood what powers she had available, and though he would be instantly killed if he so much as reached within an inch of her knee, she was not above using her apeal as a distraction. "I want the champion, and the previous champion. You will give them both to me, if you want to spare your life." She smiled, untying a pouch from her belt. "But don't think you won't be rewarded for your cooperation." She dumped the contents of the pouch onto the desk a pile of gold coins falling out. (4) Ora chuckled, "A man who drives a hard bargain. I expected as much. I hadn't wanted to use this, but if you give me the current champion, along with the remaining slaves....well, even then....I could get twice the amount from your competitors, and have slaves that might actually be in proper condition. I might as well have you look at it though, let you see what you're missing." She made a soft cooing noise as she pulled a small bird from the pocket of her coat. It was bright red and orange, the color flames, and obviously young. "You know what this is." She smiled, "everyone who understands the trade would know a baby pheonix when they see one. The feathers alone are worth more than your entire stadium. Just imagine the dear one as it grows old, a fiery beast that could make a better show than any worthless super. And if it dies out or is defeated, it's reborn." She chuckled. "But I couldn't part with him, he has personal value, you understand." (3)
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