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 Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:05 pm
Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Hey Li...if you find my knife hand it to me ok? O.o This one? -Pulls out a dagger with the blade shaped like a Weenie-
O_O...How the hell did that one get in there??
Ah well...*snatches it and stuffs it in Ghost's hair*.......*whispers* Ghost doesn't know this..but.. I got a whole amory thing going on in there.....>.> ^-^ And I'm the strongest one! O.o -Muffled- Oopsie. Thar are no weapons in here! None at all. -Shifty eyes, sinks back into hair.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:09 pm
Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal
O_O...How the hell did that one get in there??
Ah well...*snatches it and stuffs it in Ghost's hair*.......*whispers* Ghost doesn't know this..but.. I got a whole amory thing going on in there.....>.> ^-^ And I'm the strongest one! O.o -Muffled- Oopsie. Thar are no weapons in here! None at all. -Shifty eyes, sinks back into hair. O.o Are we safe now?
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:11 pm
 *huggles Quen tight and gives a home baked soul cookie*
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:11 pm
*Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:13 pm
Zarud Helviiryn *Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh -Peeks out of the hair, steals Quen's soul cookie and blows up the remains of the Jukebox into oblivion-
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:14 pm
I know Ghost....no...no we're not.....
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:15 pm
Lady Liriel Baenre Zarud Helviiryn *Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh -Peeks out of the hair, steals Quen's soul cookie and blows up the remains of the Jukebox into oblivion-
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:16 pm
*The music still plays eek (Cue X-files theme)*
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:17 pm
Zarud Helviiryn *The music still plays eek (Cue X-files theme)*
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:17 pm
Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Zarud Helviiryn *Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh -Peeks out of the hair, steals Quen's soul cookie and blows up the remains of the Jukebox into oblivion- -Claps hand over mouth- Iffin you value your armory, you won't say another word about it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:21 pm
Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Zarud Helviiryn *Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh -Peeks out of the hair, steals Quen's soul cookie and blows up the remains of the Jukebox into oblivion- -Claps hand over mouth- Iffin you value your armory, you won't say another word about it.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:22 pm
Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Zarud Helviiryn *Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh -Peeks out of the hair, steals Quen's soul cookie and blows up the remains of the Jukebox into oblivion- -Claps hand over mouth- Iffin you value your armory, you won't say another word about it. Good girl -Hands you a second cookie-
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:23 pm
Most of my family on my mother's side lives in New Mexico....my grandad lives in Roswell.....O_O....even the street lamps are decorated to look like aliens....I love New Mexico...
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 2:24 pm
Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Quenthal Lady Liriel Baenre Zarud Helviiryn *Kicks a piece of the jukebox's remains, somehow making the jukebox's ghost play jazz* Wooo! blaugh -Peeks out of the hair, steals Quen's soul cookie and blows up the remains of the Jukebox into oblivion- -Claps hand over mouth- Iffin you value your armory, you won't say another word about it. Good girl -Hands you a second cookie-
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