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 Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 4:10 am
Looks over at the person who appear out of nowhere, as Bob say "why is that, what have you done to become that?" relax a little more as he start to feel save.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 4:14 am
stop drinking amd places his glass on the counter top "not really sure on that i'm like an angel " cracks a smile as he said that
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 4:20 am
Think on what he said, As Bob smiled at it. "Will you seem to be nice, to me at least." Bob got up from where he was sitting and headed out to look around his new home.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 4:24 am
"right will i guess i'll see you around now back to me drink" dark finishes off his drink and orders one more
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 6:35 am
*comes to the bar and sits on chair infront of the bar* ohhh *gets some pearcider*
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 6:36 am
She staggered in still weary from the underworld expedition. On the way out she was almost caught by a few Icips. Sighing with relief she walk over to en empty stool and plops onto it, her teasure safely hidden inside her bag.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 6:42 am
The front door bursts open and off of its hinges. Almost instantly the walls began to groan. The strain of an unreal power was shoving itself against them. Chairs and stools started to creek as well. Yawgmoth had come out of his meditation and was now putting off a huge amount of energy. He had come in for two things. A new shirt, and a drink. He saw Alanna and smirked. At least SOMEONE was here. And just his luck someone he liked enough to speak with. A chair next to him shattered into splinters and he blinked "We're still putting off too much. This could be a problem...."
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 7:19 am
Lord Yawgmoth The front door bursts open and off of its hinges. Almost instantly the walls began to groan. The strain of an unreal power was shoving itself against them. Chairs and stools started to creek as well. Yawgmoth had come out of his meditation and was now putting off a huge amount of energy. He had come in for two things. A new shirt, and a drink. He saw Alanna and smirked. At least SOMEONE was here. And just his luck someone he liked enough to speak with. A chair next to him shattered into splinters and he blinked " We're still putting off too much. This could be a problem...." *wakes up from sleeping behind the bar*....okey i was tired. *gets up and stands behind teh bar rubbing her eyes and yawns* so yeah? anybody here?
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 9:49 am
Alanna looked up at Yawg then the shattered chair. "Whats that about?" she asked motioning with her head to the remains of the chair.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 9:59 am
*stands behind bar and crosses arms and lays on the counter of the bar* ''''**puts a cd in the ercordplayer and it plays "Tongues by Deathstars".... *hums* ahahaha listen listen..in tongues in tongues... *sips som pearcider*
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 2:22 pm
*the neko girl walked in and her ears were hung low, and her tail wraped around her waist, torn pieces of cloth were the only things that covered her before she was told to stay as Mistress Crow's pet, then she just ripped her clothing. The poor girl walked to the bar and layed her head down*
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 2:43 pm
Crows Raven *the neko girl walked in and her ears were hung low, and her tail wraped around her waist, torn pieces of cloth were the only things that covered her before she was told to stay as Mistress Crow's pet, then she just ripped her clothing. The poor girl walked to the bar and layed her head down* *looks up at the nekogirl* what wrong *she askes with a soft voice*
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 2:46 pm
Mistress... Gone... *she says softly* No one can be like Mistress... No one can take Mistress' place...
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 2:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 3:01 pm
*she softly growls her fist hitting the bar table* Wine... Please?
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