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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:28 pm
*stomps into the back and starts typing into the special Lantern's computer*
Oh it's on, baby....it's on...
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:35 pm
*wanders out from the shower wrapped in a towel*
Sweetie? What's wrong?
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:40 pm
A large green sign forms above Lantern's, advertising the film festival.
THIS SEPTEMBER....THE ONLY EVENT THAT MATTERS comes to LANTERN'S! THIS SEPTEMBER 25TH-27TH, COME TO LANTERN'S AND ATTEND THE RED CARPET EVENT THAT WILL SHOWCASE EVERY FILM SUBMISSION! FOOD, FUN, AND MOVIES! REMEMBER...THIS IS THE ONLY SEPTEMBER EVENT!!!
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:41 pm
That blonde X-hooker is trying to steal my...our thunder!!
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:41 pm
Oh yeah... speaking of that.. I need some money, sweets..
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:43 pm
Money? Don't we pay you? xp
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:46 pm
Sometimes I get paid, sometimes I don't. If you want me to look fabulous on the red carpet, I'm going to need a dress.. and my hair styled and a manicure..
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:47 pm
Well...okay. That's what boyfriends do! heart
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:49 pm
*gives Chris a kiss*
So.. what's this about hookers?
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:56 pm
X-hooker Emma Frost is getting some dancing show during our festival!!! SEPTEMBER IS THE MONTH OF US!!!! Of course this meant war so I turned on that new advertising feature that Guy added in the rebuild. Huge green sign now floats above Lantern's. biggrin
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:00 pm
Well that's rude of her. You show 'em baby!
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:10 pm
rolleyes
What are you going to do if I ever leave, doll. You're a mess!
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