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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 5:04 pm
*Drapes a towle over Gerbo, and pats him on the back*
There there, it's alright all the squriles are hibernating for the winter.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:33 pm
Regal pushed his way up to the front of the stage, as the band was playing the Ballad.
"You guys suck! Thats not hardcore! Boo! You all suck as bad as a bridge troll smells!"
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 7:57 am
Gerbo looks towards the others.
"Man... how long do you think this concert is going on.... it seems like days..."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 8:25 am
Time may fly when you're having fun, but perhaps you guys were just savoring the moment. Or perhaps some odd, otherworldly time flux was involved... But it all doesn't really matter, because after playing their ballad, the concert is, in fact, over.
Regal's jeer comes right at the end of the song, to which the singer replies over his microphone "It may not be hardcore, but in a life like ours you can never forget: It's all about the loot." Upon hearing what is apparently a band slogan, the entire audience sticks their right hands in the air, index and pinkie fingers raised with the thumb holding down their middle and ring fingers.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 8:40 am
"NOOO! THE SQURILES ARE ATTACKING!!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!!"
Gerbo starts running around crazily, still foaming at the mouth.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 8:58 am
"I'm confused sweatdrop , but I had fun blaugh "
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 9:16 am
((for all those that participated we should get the Security T-Shirt as an equipable item, with defense against attacks or something. rofl ))
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 11:33 am
(I also grabed a back stage pass blaugh )
*With the consert over I run back stage befor the band dose and look for a food table*
Now to reap the rewards of a job I wasn't suposed to do.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 1:00 pm
Gerbo finnaly snaps himself out of his epilectic seisure, and stands up.
"Well that was fun! Good show! Bravo!"
He begins clapping and whistling. Everybody notices that he is facing the back wall, rather then the stage.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 10:49 pm
The fire in Thorn's eyes seem to die down. She drops the towel and gives out a loud sigh of exhaustion. "Wee, that was fun. I hope we can do it again!" She walks over to Gerbo. "Hey, are you okay? Do you need a hug?"
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 11:41 pm
"Well ok loot is good."
Regal gave the band a honor of a slow clap. Cause, even if its not quite hardcore, how often do you get to enjoy a rock show in a fantasy setting?
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 9:12 am
Only as often as magic has grown to the point where it can mimic technology. rofl
It's time to bring this thread to its end. The Battlescourges close down, the crowd goes home, and it's time for the adventurers and goblins to return home to their regularly scheduled mischief.
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