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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:34 pm
AllianceSJR *thinks for a second, then holds up a sign* 9*bows and does a triple axle into the shadows*
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:34 pm
Moryera Yes. Just not now. A little later, perhaps. Later's fine. I'm doing laundry right now, anyway.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:34 pm
Ruevian *sulks and scratches off another notch on the bat* Insert tombstone: Kyraa Lorell December 20, 1988- June 25, 2005
They could never tell her hair apart from the rest of her mangled body.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:34 pm
Kyraa Ruevian *grabs bat again and looms over Kyraa, burned out eyes staring angrily* *THWACK!* *SNAP* *CRUNCH* *SMACK* *bludgeon'd!* Ee-- *scream!* *cry* *yelp* *last breath* *dead* gonk Dearly departed, we are gathered here today to celebrate the death of the tomater-head. She was not unkind nor unjust - she just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Hers is a lesson that we should all be mindful of: Separate not a Ruevian and her man.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:34 pm
Kyraa Ruevian *grabs bat again and looms over Kyraa, burned out eyes staring angrily* *THWACK!* *SNAP* *CRUNCH* *SMACK* *bludgeon'd!* Ee-- *scream!* *cry* *yelp* *last breath* *dead* gonk Insert tombstone: Kyraa Lorell December 20, 1988- June 25, 2005 They could never tell her hair apart from the rest of her mangled body. Because I ate some of it. Well, what? I was hungry dammit, and it hadn't cooled off yet. It was tasty, but could have used some salt. domokun
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:35 pm
Ruevian Moryera Yes. Just not now. A little later, perhaps. *sniffles and drags her bat as she walks to the mic-less, yahoo-less corner* crying *ponders the wisdom of depressing the undead, murderous, bat-wielding creature*
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:37 pm
Westonian Separate not a Ruevian and her man. You're damn right! scream Moryera *ponders the wisdom of depressing the undead, murderous, bat-wielding creature* What's the sound of one ghost sobbing? crying
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:38 pm
OH NO! THE GRAND MASTER PLANET EATERS HAVE ALMOST ARRIVED!
*Hides in his shell-case*
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:38 pm
Moryera *ponders the wisdom of depressing the undead, murderous, bat-wielding creature* Equally, I ponder your common sense [Attribute: Wis]. It seems quite low for a White Mage... with spells that are especially effective against undead... whee
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:38 pm
Ruevian What's the sound of one ghost sobbing? crying We'll never know, since she doesn't have a mike! ... You're going to kill me now, aren't you?
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:38 pm
Ruevian *sniffles and drags her bat as she walks to the mic-less, yahoo-less corner* crying Snurgle? heart
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:40 pm
AllianceSJR We'll never know, since she doesn't have a mike! ... You're going to kill me now, aren't you? Later. I need to snuggle my skeletal, undead dragon baby. cry I cuddle you to my cold, undead bosom. *squeeze* crying heart
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:40 pm
William Black OH NO! THE GRAND MASTER PLANET EATERS HAVE ALMOST ARRIVED!*Hides in his shell-case* Are they going to bring pretzels? Or perhaps some hotwings?
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:40 pm
Gendou X Ruevian *sniffles and drags her bat as she walks to the mic-less, yahoo-less corner* crying Snurgle? heart From the dead: This is all your fault. ... Floatyheart. *dies*
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 8:40 pm
The Podships thrum with the plasma containment field whose offspring seek to transform the Non to Void the fields grow tighter, and tighter the bass rumble of the generators rises gradually to a high burning scream sudden silence and a flash of light announce release the hot pulsing subsides slowly.
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