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| I'm not sure, but I want money! |
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| You're a freaking noob. |
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| Uhh...Uhh...GREEN LIGHT, YELLOW LIGHT KUMQUAT! *runs off* |
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 Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 10:12 am
i shook my head then said, "Well that cookie has another thing commin." i took my brandy and drank it down in one gulp. Aiming into a nearby fire place i spat out white fire. standing up i jumped over the bar and followed the bar keep, where all of hell broke loose.
"You son of a whore! I'll kill you if thats the last thing i do!"
i bit down on his arm hard and ripped out chunks of cookie from him. grabing me he sent my flying with a trial of white blood that burned through the floor standing up i said, "You shouldn't of done that." i transformed into a cookie my self and went after him again, while many on lookers stared in awe.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 11:54 am
Jasmine and Dominique were walking down the street on which the bar resided. They heard a crash, then a yelled that had something to do with a whore, then what sounded like a crunch of cookie. "What was that?"Dominique asked his lady, as though she might know. "Want to go find out?" she asked back, pulling him towards the bar in which the ruckus was happening. The two stood in the doorway, looking in, Dominique holding Jasmine in front of himself, wrapped in his arms.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 2:17 pm
Zack heard things going on in the bar, so he transformed into a shadow and slid off into the darkness. He became a literal 'fly on the wall' soon as he got to the bar. He became a fly from the darkness and stayed on the wall, trying to avoid notice.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 3:26 pm
Dosix's eyes widened as he saw his companion bite the baked murderer and transform into a cookie himself. Another shapeshifter... Dosix inwardly groaned. These people were invariably trouble....
The Gingerbreadman scrabbled at the icing button on his chest and used it to repair his arm. With renewed vigor he attacked his enemy with a mighty roar.
The two grappled each other, none gaining the upper hand. Tables and chairs were thrown askew as the baked goods fought.
Dosix shrieked and dove under the bar as they wrestled in his direction. Shaking like a leaf in te wind, he heard their growling and grunting as they fought for domination over the other. With one hand he held his hat down, with the other he traced a glowing rune in the soil.
He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the magic. It felt good, so good to use magic again. He was almost giddy with power. He could do so much if he just let himself....
He smacked himself with his free hand. This was why he'd given up magic, it swallowed the soul and curdled the mind. His mind now clear, he softly whispered the incantation for the spell. "Slow."
As soon as the verb escaped his mouth the warring Gingerbreadmen began to become lethargic. Their movements became ponderous as they were temporarily removed from the regular stream of time.
Dosix crawled away from the cookies and took spot up next to Georgie, attempting to be as innocent and non-magical looking as possible. He even whistled and twiddled his thumbs, deliberately looking in any direction but that of the fighting cookies.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 3:38 pm
Madeline hopped the counter smiling, holding up her blod torch, she pulled the bartender next to her holding the blow torch up. "Okay a** hole, you better be nice, or I'll burn you to death." She turned her blow torch on and slowly brought it to the cookie, she watched it light and slowly the burning spred she blew it out. "Now I suggest you leave him alone, or I'll deal with you personally." She said as she took the mans hand and dragged him out. "For a man who likes to give away money, and seem very friendly, you sure do like to easily pick a fight." She smirked. "Mmm, " she said as she popped the finger she'd ripped off of him into her mouth.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 6:04 pm
i smirked and turned again into a humen kid no more then two holding a glass of water. "Can you wead me a bed twime stwory?" i looked up intentley at her, "And is it okay if i have the cookie with my mwilk?" The ginger bread man stood frozen in fear, his worst nightmare ever, a hungry child.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 6:40 am
((Jeez, We're all ganging up on the Gingerbreadman, I almost feel sorry for the fella....))
The Gingerbreadman began to sweat droplets of condensed milk as soon as the child and match appeared. He squirmed desperately but as he was still under the effects of slow he moved at a snails pace.
He quickly decided that there were certainly other ways to end a fight besides violence and that this was not a time to fight.
When he spoke his words were slow and deep. "I...think...that...maybe....we...should...talk...this...out..." he drawled, unable to speak any faster.
In his place next to Georgie Dosix whistled even more innocently, his tuneless song now feeble against the silence that filled the room.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 7:56 am
The fly saw the gingerbread man slow, get lit up, and taken a bite out of. He almost let a laugh slide from his fly moutth. He held it back to a small chuckle, hopeing that with the crowd of peopole around, everyone wouldn't catch that a fly just laughed humanly. He buzzed around the whistling character, he seemed most intrigueing, for while everyone was innocently silent, he whistled to try and fake innocence. Not the brightest crayon in the coloring box. He attempted to read the guy's mind, but with all the mental commotion about the gingerbread man going on, he couldn't seperate Dosix from anyone else. So he continued to buzz around and watch the scene unfold.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 8:21 am
"Dosi'. There's ah flah goin' round ya heid." Georgie reached up and snatched the fly out of the air, then slapped it onto the table. Then she started up that innocently tuneless whistle as well, so he wouldn't be alone in it. The cookie wouldn't bother the two of them again if he died.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 8:36 am
Madeline smirked as she looked at the new found little boy, she sat on a bar chair and dispite her hatred to wards children she picked him up and set him in her lap. Ruffling his hair she kisserd his face. "Such a cute widdle' boy." She pinched his cheek and smirked, he'd regret it. Then she slid off and ran at the ginger bread. "Come on the kids hungry, look at how skiny the boy is he needs some food." She aproched a bit slower, ready to attack she stuck the blow torch in her mouth and turned it on, blowing a long line of flamed towards him, she watched his arm fall off, she caught it and slid it over to him, smiling. "Here ya go widdle boy." She patted his head and slid behind the bar, grabbing him some Egg Nog from the small hidden fridge. "Here." She poured him a glass and handed it to him. "Now if you'll gladly change back, I'd apperciate it."
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 1:46 pm
The Gingerbreadman pulled away. His red cherry eyes burning with hate and his licorice lips tight. What was there to say? He'd been burned, bitten, humiliated, and meddled with magically.
He ran towards the door, speeding up as the slow spell wore off. At the door he paused and said ominously "I won't forget this." His eyes turned to fix themselves on everyone in the room, and stopped when the met Dosix's "Every time, mage. Every time you come here something happens."
Dosix stopped whistling as he spoke and remained silent as he ran out into the murky darkness. He felt queasy in his stomach. Now every baker and baked good in town would be after him and his companions. The spot where his cheeks would've been turned a deep crimson and he sank further into his clothing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 4:48 pm
i smiled and ate the cookie slowly savoring it. standing up i went to my ale and gave it a quick drink, turing to every one i said, "You'lls never speak of this am i clear? If any one asks nothing ever happend here, and if you do say other wise well, lets just say, i'm the monster that hides under your bed and in you closet." i let out a cruel laugh, and grabbed shadows from all over the place, wraping it in darkness, hiding my actions as i raided the bar, and went out the front door.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 1:39 pm
((Excuse me, I hate to point this out but there's a rule against godmodding...I can understand beating the sugar out of the Gingerbreadman, but please try to draw the line somewhere, okay? I'm getting the feeling that we're going a little over the top...))
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 2:52 pm
Once she'd seen the two cookies fighting, Jasmin groaned. "You can not be serious..." She almost pulled away from the door, but something stopped the two of them, and they watched the ridiculous fight. The one cookie turned into a small boy, and was chased ofter a girl with a blow torch, making Dominique flinch. They watched the fight scene as it concluded, the gingerbread man running past them, though not before glaring at a being in a both, wearing a brown cape and pointed hat.{Dosix} "Did he cause this?" asked Dominique curiously, as he'd seem the gingerbread man's glare as well.Then the other shape-shifter stood up,making a threat to the whole place, before raiding the bar. "Or perhaps him?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 3:44 pm
((Sorry, i'm drawing the line here.))
I dashed down the street, carrying the bottles with a dangerous gleam in my eye. Running past a few guards that looked confused quickly started to chase me, "Dammit, and here i was hoping i could slink away quitly and drink my self silly." i let out a sigh then changed again into more or less a gaint and left the guards way behind. "Well if any one finds me, i'll be too drunk to give a care, but i got a feeling takeing a walk down ginger bread lane is out of the question." i chuckled at my little joke and left the area into a nearby woods.
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