| I believe those in the ooc will have a greater influence on the ending of the rp, so ooc patrons, what shall our ending be like? |
| Happy ending where everyone lives and only the bad guys go down |
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| Bitter sweet ending where a number of characters die, but the few who survive emerge victorious |
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| Sad ending that strives for realism over personal agendas |
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 Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:03 pm
Good, I quit. *Jumps to a different tree and begins cimbing until reaching the top. Looks out to the forest resting below, its lush, green trees beautifully brightened by the setting sun.*
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:06 pm
-sobers from his drunk visions to see goth standing on a table staring at the wall- What did you give her Keep? I'll take two 3nodding
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:11 pm
*Looks down and glares once again.* I get the feeling I am going to get tired of glaring at you. *Watches as floor beneath Novama moves aside to reveal a shark tank.*
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:12 pm
-strips down and rides the sharks. sugar in his blood made the diabetic sharks not eat him- Mam! You will never get tired of glaring at this face -grins real big  -
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:17 pm
*Looks at the sharks in the tank than yells in a litte kids voice* Sharky! I wuve wittle sharkies! *Proceeds to run towards them, ignorant of the potential danger in doing so*
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:17 pm
*Shouldrs slump and glares at wall as if it was the cause of all my problems, now purpousfully ignoring the nude figure riding the sharks.* That is quite a large ego you have there. I am quite tired of glaring at your face as it is.
*Pulls out a large battle hammer and creates own door in the wall. Checks to make sure it is safe, and walks through, looking all around.*
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:22 pm
-turns the sharks on her for trying to steal his syrup- pirate
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:22 pm
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:27 pm
She lives.....pregnancy scream It's okay hehe
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:27 pm
*Turns and, on a silent command, a creature the size of a house with the legs of a tarantula, head of a lion, and body of a scorpion appear and eat the sharks.*
This is my syrup now! MUHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:31 pm
You fiend!!! -points accusing finger and then sicks an army of metrosexuals on her fashionably challenged self and beasty- They'll make you look fabulous darling rofl
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:35 pm
*Creatures begin to squeak, squeal, growl, and roar as they are somehow dressed in the oddest of dresses.*
HOW DARE YOU?! *Jumps to random window way up high so she does not fall prey. Drops bottle of syrup.* I WILL GET YOUR SYRUP YET! JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE!
*Jumps onto a Roc (bird) and flys off into the distance.*
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:45 pm
-rubs the syrup bottle to cheek before pouring it on his pancakes- my precious heart
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:50 pm
Okay, Smeagol. You win, so long as I can keep my finger! Right, well...
Now, I say that it's been fun,
So now I regret that I must run!
Toodles, my friends! I bid adieu!
I will be back, so do not be blue.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 9:52 pm
-comes down a small hall- What the..? -looks around confused as ever- eek
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