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 Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 8:57 pm
(( twisted *gropes*
femme: redface -bites lip- redface ))
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Decorera rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:14 pm
Dec comes seeking treats, "Trick or Treat!"
And is rewarded!!! "Praise be to the Gods!" and takes a handful of candy.
[[Tricks=6 Treats=1]]
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Decorera rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:20 pm
Hoping to get treats while his luck is right, Dec tries again. "Trick or treat!"
"Sweets!" More candy!
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Decorera rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:21 pm
He smiles winningly, "Trick or treat!"
And gets a squirt gun full of bear to the face. "Ahhhhhh! Dec runs away, having been chastised for his greed.
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damecharlie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:25 pm
*drags himself into the bar, hoping to get one last treat instead of a trick and then prays to the power that be that his woman will take pity on him and see to his many cat-scratch wounds when he returns to her. After soaking in a long bath crying *
Trick or Treat? crying gonk
Oh god, not another one! *braces self and winces in anticipation*
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:34 pm
Dec sees the werewolf waiting for one last trick and sneaks up behind him. Dec slides the pie off of his back and slams in onto the the werewolf's butt. "Trick!" He laughs and says "I'm sure Flame would mind helping you clean that off. He's that kinda guy."
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Decorera rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:36 pm
"Trick or treat!!!!"
[[Tricks=9 Treats=3]]
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:38 pm
-assaults Dec with a slew of water balloons that was originally intended for dame, but upon seeing as he can't keep his hands off her man, she quickly obliged him when he rolled a trick-
evil twisted
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:41 pm
scream Flame is not a guy, dammit!! *slams the pie tin back on Dec's head hard* stare stressed
*whispers in Dec's ear* Don't be jealous that I decided to play back for the other team after I left you. wink Flame is one hell of a woman and would have made anyone wanna go after the babes again. twisted
*swaggers over to stand beside his woman. As soon as Dec runs away, he starts limps and turns to Flame* For all that is gracious and good in your heart, please take me home, baby! I ache all over! So many tricks! gonk crying I'll make it up to you, I swear. Anything you want, it's yours, just name it. Just please take me home and tend to my wounds! crying
((Edited. rofl ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:41 pm
"AHck!" Runs away under the pelting of water balloons.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:42 pm
(( rofl rofl rofl Let me edit my post!!))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:54 pm
Please Flame! gonk crying emo Take pity on your man!!! crying *sinks to his knees in front of her pleading*
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:56 pm
damecharlie scream Flame is not a guy, dammit!! *slams the pie tin back on Dec's head hard* stare stressed
*whispers in Dec's ear* Don't be jealous that I decided to play back for the other team after I left you. wink Flame is one hell of a woman and would have made anyone wanna go after the babes again. twisted
*swaggers over to stand beside his woman. As soon as Dec runs away, he starts limps and turns to Flame* For all that is gracious and good in your heart, please take me home, baby! I ache all over! So many tricks! gonk crying I'll make it up to you, I swear. Anything you want, it's yours, just name it. Just please take me home and tend to my wounds! crying
((Edited. rofl )) -listening to dame tell Dec off, she watches as the primadonna runs away from water, probably afraid of getting his hair wet. Watching dames front fall before her eyes, she loosens her jaw, her grip on the dog whistle slacking. Hearing another string of promises coming out his mouth, she cocks an eyebrow as he drops to his knees- Already making more promises to add to the ones that you've yet to keep, eh? You sure are writing a big tab that I hope you can fullfill when I call it. twisted -smirks as she bends over and helps him up, letting him lean on her as she walks him out to her bike- Think that worn and tattered body of yours can handle a bit more punishment? Gonna have to ride her hard if you're looking for a short trip. twisted
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 10:00 pm
*leans on her for support and dries it up, speaking seductively in her ear* Oh...I've a got a little bit of fight left in me yet.... *winces as he thinks about it* But maybe after a long hot bath? emo
Waitasecond. Tch stare Not making good on my promises? stare Just what do you call last night, Legs? twisted *makes it where his words and breath come out at just the right places to blow on her ear and neck. Then lets her take him home, riding as hard and as fast as needed. twisted *
((Bedtime for this genderbending pup. xd -hugs all around-))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 10:09 pm
-chuckles a bit, slapping a lid on his head and making sure he was holding on tight before she revved her baby to life-
Well, you just use that little bit of fight left in you to hold on. hate to have to have you scraped off the road b/c you couldn't keep your grip. twisted
-before she could secure her lid on, she heard and felt his question dance across her ear and neck. Scoffing, she couldn't supress the shiver that ran down her spine-
Pft! Last night doesn't count as I believe I was the seducer, not the seducee.
-locking her lid in place, she releases the brake and peels off, feeling dame rear back and then slam into the back of her, holding on tightly. Smirking, she zoomed down the street-
{{nighters chic. No more playing hooky!!! scream }}
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