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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 12:31 pm
"Oh God? What? What is it Jiko? Who are you going to be? Huh huh?"
She grinned.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 6:00 pm
Pants gave a small drunken peep from where Jiko had sat on him, although he really should expect it, being a pillow and all.
He uncurled and slithered over to the bar, dunking his face in a pitcher of coke and slurping it stealthily.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 6:04 pm
Blossom noticed Pants at the bar. "You're lucky I stopped putting salt in the ice cubes, Pants. Why don't you just ask for a glass next time? I'd do anything to take a break from cleaning this large mess."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 10:23 am
$-{"How about you, Pants? Who do you want to be?"
He grinned. He hadn't asked anyone to be the Prince yet, but he knew people.}-£
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 3:44 am
"Jiko, who are all these people?" demanded Fresnel. Fresnel liked to be fashionably late, but she wondered if she perhaps she had gone over the line this time, being, oh, 23 pages or so late.
Jiko looked his usual charmingly dishabille self, but Fresnel admitted she had a certain grudging fondness for him because he was one of the few people around who knew the "s" in Fresnel was silent.
"And what is all this mess?" she growled. "Every time I stop in this place, it appears there's some bizarre commotion going on."
She checked her chair before settling into it, knowing Jiko's penchant for practical jokes.
She waited a few moments, observing the manic, somewhat random activity around her, and when there was no immediate response, she stood imperiously, hissing, "I'll be back to see what you're up to. Some people actually have REAL work to do." Then, oddly, it seemed as though she just ... disappeared. Jiko smirked knowingly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 9:32 am
(( I KNOW THE S IN FRESNEL IS SILENT! WHOO. I'm so rad.))
Pants looked around guiltily and slithered under a bar stool and began to nibble Jiko's ankles affectionately.
"I.. I'll be the.. AUNT."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:19 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:24 am
Snasel sat on the stage, swinging her legs back and fourth. She smiled as she watched Jiko hand out the parts. It was going to be good.
"Does this play have a name?" She yelled over to Jiko.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:30 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:42 am
"Yeah, okay." She nodded. "So you'll introduce it? Hmm?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:44 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:47 am
"Good."
"You could wear a suit." She laughed. "Or you could dress up as...something to do with the play."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 10:51 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2005 1:53 pm
Blossom worked even harder to get the place cleaned up, now that people were actually showing up. She hoped she was getting into character enough to suit the evil director. After the stage was swept, she stood leaning against the broom and shouted, "Hey, Mr. Director? How exactly does the slave girl fit into all of this? I'm confused. (Again).
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