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 Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 12:32 pm
Well, that's one way it can be translated...in Bismollian, the words for Inspiration and Appetite are homophones.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 12:34 pm
Until we meet again then. heart
*swings her hand and sends a kiss in Tenzil's direction*
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 12:37 pm
*Creates an energy hammock, kicks back into it.* Mnnn . . . . *Creates a green energy doppleganger to clean up after the search.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 12:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 12:39 pm
Yeah, man. Lookes like you found your soulmate. Buy her a valnetine. *Yawns and stretches* When Powell gets in.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 12:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 3:33 pm
*walks in singing*
I don't wanna work, I just wanna bang on the drum all day.
*straightens up a table full of books and head to his locker*
I don't wanna play, I...just....wanna....
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WHAT THE @%#& HAPPENED TO MY LOCKER!!!!????
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 4:14 pm
*searches through his stuff*
Whew...all here. Wait....where is that weird little press kit I got? What the heck....why would someone steal that? I'm checking the security feeds.
*goes to the office and checks the DVR*
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 5:13 pm
Ah....he we are....Tenz, Guy, and some blonde girl. Bet it was Guy...I warned him!! Didn't he read the note?
*watches*
eek
THAT BLONDE GIRL PUNCHED A HOLE IN MY LOCKER AND STOLE MY STUFF!!
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:03 pm
*kicks Guy in the leg*
WAKE UP!!! Why'd you let that blonde girl bust into my locker!!!!????
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:04 pm
Wait, how'd I get into space?
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:05 pm
*Scowls at Powell, rubbing his leg.* I didn' LET her do anything. She was lookin' for some fanfic book she said you was . . . *Guy yawns sleepily.* Sellin'. Or . . . . some frickin' thing like that.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:08 pm
What fanfic?? She stole some press kit thing I got sent!! It wasn't for sale!
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 7:08 pm
John Corben Wait, how'd I get into space? Metallo. Did you ever get that upgrade I sent you?
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