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 Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 10:15 pm
Tictac puffs out his chest a bit then waddles over to the door. Pushing it open with his beak, a whole pile of flyers promoting Jarian fandom. All drawn in crayon. "These!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 1:21 am
P-51 was confused again for a moment. "Wha-..."
Then she grinned, realization spreading over her face. "Oh, yeah. Those!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 10:36 pm
"Yeah those! I spent the better part of the day collecting them, AND I ONLY COVERED TWO STREETS!" The churtle squaks loudly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:40 pm
The little girl giggled, pigtails bouncing again.
"Eeeeeheehee! I think I ate sugar yesterday!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 11:12 pm
The large churtle near topples over at that. "Yeah, a five pound bag of it you sicko!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 3:10 am
P-51 put her hands on her waist and pout on her face. "I was hungry! And the only cereal left was that dry, bland, wheat-pellet stuff you like with no sweetners or flavorings whatsoever!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 7:42 pm
Tictac sighs and sits down on a spot near the fireplace. "Your hyper enough P without tons of sugery food."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:47 pm
"Aw... are you tired?"
The little girl giggled again and walked over to pat her churtle friend on the head.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:47 pm
The churtle sighed and shook its head. "I'm always tired after keeping up with you."
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 10:27 pm
"Aw..." P-51 patted Tictac on the head again and smiled. "you just relax and I'll give you a pedicure or something, okay? I can paint your toes to match your shell!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2008 11:29 am
the disguised plushie looks through the fun jarian photos with much impressedness
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2008 10:42 pm
Some of the newest photos that P-51 had just developed that day included shots of Lutia (occasionally also including two other people, one of whom was in a wheelbarrow for some reason) traveling through what looked like a town that consisted entirely of shipyards and airstrips, with old-fashioned planes and all.
One of them had been enlarged to about half-poster-size, and showed Lutia standing as though talking to someone who wasn't in the picture, with an old plane in the background. Pasted onto the photo next to Lutia was a cut-out one of P-51 in her bomber jacket and hat with goggles, and her machine gun on her back, standing there grinning like a maniac and giving a thumbs-up with both hands.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 9:44 am
(first post of thread edited)
The disguised plushie clapped his hands for joy and stared.
"You met with Lutia?"
He asked with amazermenting
"Did you get her autograph?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 9:15 pm
"Oh, yes! I met her!"
P-51 giggled and hopped around.
"Aw, no, I forgot to get her autograph!"
She looked very downcast for a moment, then brightened.
"Oh, but guess what I did get!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 11:07 pm
"Oh! what did you get?"
the masked plushie said, holding his hands together over his mouth
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