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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: Mon Dec 22, 2008 9:33 am
Madeline looked around, not in the slightest bit entertained. She smiled softly as she looked at the gingerbread man. She turned around and shook her head displeasingly as she watched the man run around the bar. "If anyone finds him, let me know okay, I'll surly light him and his booze on fire for beign a complete and total dumb a**." Her voice small, swayed, hatred lurking in it with everyword. It never seemed to change, friend and compainiship was somethign she lacked the skills to create. She sat on the bar stool and looekd at the empty shelves. "He could have saved up a couple bottles." She murmured as she looked at the fly's smiling slightly she pulled one off the wall and set it on the counter, gentlly she pressed her finger agains't it and tried to pet it, it wasn't human so it flew away. She looked at the wall. "Now I wonder, who's who?" She asked curiously, ignoring the oens in the spider web, knowing the people wern't stupid enough to get caught by a archnid. "I'm gone, thanks for inviting me, can't say I had fun." She grabbed her blow torch and stuffed it in her bag as she slowly walked towards the door, poking her head out, her eye's darted back and forth before she left.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 2:12 pm
As the flame bearer stuck her head out the door, Dominique half-winced. Jasmine, on the other hand smiled. "Looking for the shape-shifter?" she asked curiously. Then she pointed in the direction in which he had run. "He went that way. You might be able to find him easily, as the footprints will lead you." She then pointed at the ground in the direction. Sure enough, large footprints were imprinted into the ground. As she pointed, Dominique snickered, "Shouldn't have gone giant."
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 2:19 pm
setting the bottles down, i changed once more into something more harder to see. "I really can't stand being a midget, but this'll have too do." i picked up the bottles and went on drinking one or two, as i went.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 6:01 pm
Zack stayed a flattened fly long enough to go unnoticed when he slipped into the shadows. He watched the action as a flame in a lamp. He figured the place needed some lighting anyway.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 11:19 am
"Excuse me," Naomi said softly as she tapped the shoulder of the person holding open the door. "Mind if I come in?" she asked, as she longed to enter the warm of the bar ,which from her awkward view, looked like it had a bar fight with bread and sugar. "Hungry shape shifter," she murmured as she assessed the damage.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 12:30 pm
"Sorry," said Jasmine, stepping from the doorway, and into the bar. Dominique, of course followed her. The two went over to where Dosix and Georgie. "Did you know that one?" she asked them, about the male who'd run out with bottles of alcohol, as it seemed they did.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 4:04 pm
Dosix, having fallen into a semi-drunk, semi-frightened state of paranoia and confusion jumped as two people walked up and spoke to him.
"H-him? Me? No, I don't know anything. There wasn't a huge fight with a low ranked member of the Baker's Guild! I did nothing! NOTHING!"
Having said that Dosix jumped under the table and curled into a fetal position.
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The gingerbreaman nursed his wounds in silence. He was in a glittering sparkling kitchen, surrounded by men in chef's outfits and other baked creatures.
A man in a bloodstained apron kneeled down and applied some frosting to the injured creature. This was difficult because his enormous meaty bulk hindered his movement somewhat. His beady glittering eyes showed sympathy as he examined the wounds.
In his gaping hole of a mouth a voice rumbled through teeth rotten through from massive sugar consumption. "Who did this to you, Leath?"
Leath the gingerbreadman sniffled angrily. "It was that stupid Dosix kid, a shapeshifter and a pyromaniac."
The Muffin Man grabbed a meat cleaver in one heavy hand. His eyes glittered with contempt as he heaved the weapon towards the sky proclaiming "Justice shall be done. We of the order of food shall not be wronged."
In the kitchen, cheering rang out from baker and baked alike.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 6:19 pm
i found a nice butifull clearing, walking to the middle i sat down and finished of the bottle i was working on. trying to turn back to my usual form, i ended up something more of a cross of a dragon and a bird. "shhhright, nowsh im toosh drunkshm to ssshape shhhiffft properly." i feel over in the clearing and stared into space.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 7:15 pm
Dominique stifled laughter due to Dosix's outburst as Jasmine crawled under the table after him. "I know you didn't. The other shape-shifter did. I saw. But what was in the look Mr.Gingy gave you?" she asked, naming the gingerbread man on the spot. Then patted his back until he was ready to say anything, humming "Silent Night" while doing so.
Meanwhile, Dominique sat down at the booth, playing with a rose he conjured up from nowhere.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 10:32 pm
Naomi believed the bar to be safe, and entered. She wasn't sure who just jumped under the table, but figured they weren't dangerous if they were hiding. "Who's Mr. Gingy?" she asked, feeling befuddled. "Low ranking chef of the baker's guild?" She slid into an empty stool, and spun herself around to face everyone else.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 6:46 pm
i stared on as snow started to fall around me, slowly blanketing the world in white. "Thish would be shomush better ifsh, i hadsshomthings to shoke." i let out a loud burp and fell uncouis.
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 11:49 am
Madeline sighed deeply as the belch rang through the air. "Well i guess I'm close to the b*****d." She whisperd to herself, as she slowly parted notcing him drunk and in the clearing, she walked cautiously over, reaching down and taking a bitttle from around him, she licked her lips. "b*****d didn't leave anything good to drink at the bar...Had to come find ya'." She slowly uncorcked the bottle. Looking up at the snow, she sighed. "Harder to start something when such wet s**t is coming out of the sky." She hissed as she looked up, a glare in her eye's as she slowly looked at the soot falling off her coat and onto the ground, growling from deep with in her throte.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 3:17 pm
rolling over i started to throw up, what i ate, and also the booze i drank. a few chuncks over ginger bread came up and some chicken feathers. laying back down i starred at my current visitor, "Butifull ain't it?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 5:12 pm
She looked at him curiousy as she watched him puke off to the side, eye's wide, she gulped. "That- that's disgstig." She said as she stood back, pulling a cloth from her bag. "You have it on your face." she whisperd as she closed her ey's, looking bck up at the sky. "No, it's painful.." She mutterd as she shook voilently, the snow falling off her body. "Stupid, wet, cold, nothing to do with heart flames, fire.." she hissed icly her tone matching the snow. She looked down at him. "Revolting.." She mutterd abset mindedly as she sat down on the ground. "Tempting.." She whisperd."But I'll leave the medo and let the boy live." She said as she held the blow torch to the bottle of vodka. Putting the torch away she down some of the bottle. "Why'd you take all the alcohol anyways? It just makes you look like you';ve done somethign wrong, althoug, technicaly, you did.."
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 6:35 pm
i looked at her, "So i take it, you enjoy fire and only find joy and happiness in that? When theres all that every where." i wiped the vomit off my face then said, "Simple really, spoils of war so too speak. Discrasing the opponet is not enough for me, so i take something valuble from them, to drive the point home. If you think about it it's really simple." i stood up then said, "If beuty was only in the form of flames, then wouldn't the land where we be in flames as well?"
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