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 Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:53 pm
((Probably right behind the cat.
Since I have utterly no idea how to do anything about anything right now, I'm going to have dinner now. May or may not be back tonight.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:03 pm
((Alright, I've gotta go to bed. School in the morning and all that. Be back tomorrow when I get home.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:04 pm
((Yeah, seems like a good place to stop... I gotta go toos.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:05 pm
((Bah, mods quickly, resolve this!
Don't want to get screwed into stasis on this.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:13 pm
For a moment he let the stream of molten iron subside as he tighten up the nozzle. Concentrating it he let it bloom again, aiming directly at the feces to eat it away. Gases and other organic materials added fuel to the fire to burn it away.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:20 pm
And the smell continued as the body of the giant cat roasted and burned. The s**t however seemed to grow larger and larger, smelling more and more foul.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:21 pm
What is this s**t? A fair question. Gamma stood next to Gammu and watched as the stream of molten iron jetted the s**t over like a hose. Adjusting his grip on the riotgun he made note of the flash grenade loaded and the twenty three remaining shots.
Gamma couldn't help but wonder what would make a cat almost die after it took a s**t. Granted; the size was huge and the aura didn't seem friendly.
((Damn catshit. No litter on me.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:26 pm
"s**t." Literally, the s**t didn't seem to be shrinking in size despite whatever laws of reality one would normally obey. The thermite burned about the area and the barrier of flame still stood, crackling between the two armoured figures and the others who seemed more content to watch and talk with each other. Letting go of the trigger Gammu turned to Gamma, "What the ******** are we going to do about this?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:29 pm
Angel didn't care about the fecies, at the moment. Her ears were ringing fromt he terrible noise the cats made. Tugging gently at her ears, she looked around and moved away from the vicinity of the pile of poo.
((I'll be back in a few, baby duties.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:48 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 7:50 pm
His charge was halted by the overwhelming stench that soon came upon him.
Well, that and the deafening roar that rocked his ears. Athan's sword fell to the ground, and he stepped backwards, hands coming up to cover his ears. Only until the ringing stopped did the smell hit him full force, and Lord, was it bad.
He gagged, the smell was so bad it drifted into his mouth.
"Agh...I can taste it! Somebody, call in a hazmat team! A squadron of dump trucks filled with sand. Captain Planet and his goddamn planeteers!! Something!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:00 pm
And down in the hole of s**t...was a pouch that seemed to protected from the s**t. A simple black pouch.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:03 pm
Pulling a lever on the side of the TMC the cannister housed in the stock ejected. It was empty so Gammu slid in a new one and locked it into place as he covered his brother. "Worse then any other thing we've had to do. Diety better be happy with us when we get back."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:05 pm
Reaching in carefully so nothing of him touched the s**t he seized the pouch discretely. Just a quick motion and he went back to shovelling the s**t, his right hand reaching back quickly to jam it into his pack.
Gamma had what he came for, but no one else but he and Gammu knew that. For all they knew his was Leftenant Colonel Geofferies here to take care of some disturbance; which he and Gammu did. Getting out should be easy, the truck was just over on the shore of the lake
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:08 pm
Fenrir Fenix Reaching in carefully so nothing of him touched the s**t he seized the pouch discretely. Just a quick motion and he went back to shovelling the s**t, his right hand reaching back quickly to jam it into his pack. Gamma had what he came for, but no one else but he and Gammu knew that. For all they knew his was Leftenant Colonel Geofferies here to take care of some disturbance; which he and Gammu did. Getting out should be easy, the truck was just over on the shore of the lake. And as he reached for the petal, Gamma went flying backwards with the force of about 20 mack trucks out of the pile of s**t and into the lake. It was a nice little reaction of the item that Gamma already carried and the item in the s**t apparently.
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