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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 4:57 pm
Teh Gothic Oreo Cortesa Cookie Pixie In the jungle, the quiet jungle, the lion sleeps to-night... o3o That song's familar... Lion King.. o3o Duh. -feels stupid-
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 4:57 pm
Back me up now -
A-WEEEEEE AWEEE AWEE-OH AWUMBAWAY...
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:01 pm
That night, Teh Gothic Oreo was ousted from the island. Ousted via sharp pointy rocks and a plunge off the edge of a bloody precipice.
That morning, the humans were down yet by another of their number: dasquidmaster had been eaten during the night, her guts strung from the trees.
The two cannibals are still high and dry, my poppets. Tread a little more carefully now.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:06 pm
(( Does anyone wanna roleplay? .-. ))
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:14 pm
Awumbaway awumbaway awumbaway awumbaway...
*coughs*
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:25 pm
(( Blah, blah, blah... D': ))
Corts sat up. She had seen the 'leftovers' of the girl on the trees. It sickened her so. She was certain she hadn't met everyone, so she walked around the island. "Hello?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:39 pm
She tripped and fell face first into sand. She got up slowly. She then realised she had scraped over glass. "Damnit..." She sat down, holding her broken glasses, with a little blood on them. "Ow..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 6:02 pm
Ho Crap. We haven't gotten any of them? Shiiiiit.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:05 pm
Joyfully Subversive Ho Crap. We haven't gotten any of them? Shiiiiit. That isn't good. o3o
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:27 pm
Corts walked back to the fire, blood dripping from her knee. She made the fire glow with warmth again. "Atleast the fire's good..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:58 pm
Cortesa Joyfully Subversive Ho Crap. We haven't gotten any of them? Shiiiiit. That isn't good. o3o No it is not. D=
Roleplayyy. :D
Having just woken up, Aiko rolled over, still in the half-ecstasy of sleep. She sat up, blinking blearily, to see Corts bleeding at her knee. She was quickly jolted out of her sleepy reverie. "Corts! Are you all right? What happen--" She was halted by the sight of the innards draped decoratively on the branches. She turned away, if only to keep herself from vomiting the weak airline food. After all her perserverance. She finished in a controlled, tense voice: "What happened, Corts?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:03 pm
She turned to Aiko. "I cut my knees on my broken glasses. I can barely see now." She paused to gulp. "That's... the guts... of a victim... of the cannibals..." A chill ran down her spine just saying that. "Let's change the subject. Anyways... why did you want to go to Fiji?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:10 pm
Aiko nodded. "We should get all that stuff out of the way of this beach.. As it appears to be our home, for the moment..." She was rather dazed. "Fiji?... Oh... I was supposed to be an exchange student.. I've always loved Oceania... Now I may never get there."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:13 pm
"Oh! That's pretty awesome... well, I hope you make it there... I just wanted to get away from my family, and I thought Fiji was perfect."
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