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 Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:35 pm
"Really? Isn't this how we got started in this mess in the first place?" She groaned, Then looked at how excited Chris was getting, she shrugged her shoulders.
"Hey as long at Snow Balls are all that we are throwing, I got no problem with it."
She packed a few smaller balls for herself, then used Witchblades tentacles to mass produce them.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:42 pm
"Honey, you can grab my pipe anytime you please, but if we're in public be discreet about it."
Wallace smirked, then paused. He looked about to make sure no one else could hear him, then whispered, "Do you have your car keys? I think we should go someplace off campus." Wallace bit his lower lip, trying to hide a smirk.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:50 pm
POWELL! COME OUT HRMPH!
*Len had started to shout but his mouth suddenly filled with a snowball and he tumbled back to the bottom of the hill. Chris stood on the rampart of Fort Powell, idly tossing a snowball up and down.*
AHA! HAHAHAHA! I SHALL NOT ABANDON THE FORT, YOU BUNCH OF SCALLYWIGGERS!
*The football players looked at each other and started trying to run up the hill and attack the fort. The heavy snow drifts impeded their progress...and that was before Chris started whipping snowballs at them.*
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 5:52 pm
Jen walked back into the campus and saw a load of kids charging over the hill. She thought nothing of it, her mind was full of her fantastic shopping buys and how that nice old lady had been able to get her the larger size she needed.
'I guess with her shoulders and large feet she needs a bigger size too.' Jen thought.
She also had a load of 80's cd's she planned on playing full blast when she got home. There was nothing like listening to music to help relieve her stress.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:08 pm
"Nice shot!"
She high fives him!
"Now let me try."
She tosses her own snowball in the air, choosing a target. She finally decides on Brin Londo. Not because she didn't like him or anything... in fact she really didn't know him... But she did think he was cute.
"Ready, Aim, Fire!"
She throws her soft snow ball at him, it explodes in mid air, sending a barrage snow flakes into his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:20 pm
 Karen tried to brush off her depression over Achilles as best she could.
So she grabbed a towel and went to take a shower. It was time to freshen up! After all there are plenty of other fish in the sea!
Who knows... Maybe her new room mate could go shopping with her for something to wear to that dance that was coming up.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:31 pm
s**t s**t s**t.... Cassie picked up her mom trying to escape from the possessed Linda. But what could she do? Linda was strong... really strong. She took out her cell phone and dialed the first person she could think of... Clark Kent.
" Hi this is Clark. I can't answer the right now so please leave a message."
" Clark.. Linda and Brainiac... in London and HHHHEEEELLLLLPPPP!!!!!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 7:02 pm
Jen was met at the Girl's dorm by her now more dorkier looking cousin. He had a pile of papers he was looking through.
"Glad you made it back. The dorm manager has inspected your room..." Bruce started and he saw by the horrified look on Jen's face that she knew what this could be about. "She's listed everything that you need to do before your room mate comes. Which by the looks of it she'll move in today."
"Look it's just stuff, I haven't really packed it all away yet." Jen tried to explain.
"Your excuses can wait. The girl, Karen Starr is coming today so you'll need to clean this room by today."
"Oh fine!" Jen snapped. She guessed there was nothing she could do about her private party room being invaded, it still felt a little harsh though. She was handed a long list of things needed cleaned up.
"Jen I know you're only 15 and this is your first time away from home so I've tried to keep any formal penalties at bay but this will probably be the last time. Ms Frost isn't happy with me at the moment...for something and I don't really want to get in her bad books again."
Jen nodded, she too didn't want to have another meeting with Ms Frost. "Jeez, you're a real mood spoiler Bruce."
"Well, I am your guardian while you're away. Don't forget you're coming to mine for Christmas, I've asked Betty to help with the cooking. Dr Samson will be coming too. It'll be like old time sakes."
"Eh...yeah." Jen couldn't get enthusiastic. "Fine, whatever, I'll clean, but I'm not singing carols with you guys by the log fire."
Bruce looked a little sad.
"Well, maybe, I dunno, I'll think about it."
Jen opened the door and looked around her messy room. It was going to be a big job to clean up. She pulled out one of her latest CD's and slapped it in the player.
'Doesn't mean I can't listen to stuff while I clean!'
Cindy Lauper blasted out from her stereo and Jen got to work cleaning her room.
I come home in the morning light,
My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 7:49 am
Quote: "Do you have your car keys? I think we should go someplace off campus." Wallace bit his lower lip, trying to hide a smirk. "Sure, I do..." Hartley jangled his keyring at Wallace. Hartley's car, a Bentley, was parked on the opposite side of the campus near where the teachers usually parked. He didn't like anyone to know it was his.
And so now Hartley was being dragged through the snowy paths on campus towards the teacher's parking lot near the administrative building. "So, is this going to be a surprise or-AWP!" Hartley was cut off abruptly by a snowball to the face.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 12:53 pm
On his way toward Mysia's stable, Achilles opted to cut across the snowy fields on campus when suddenly a powdery airborne projectile slammed him upside the back of his head!
Achilles spun around with both fists raised, ready for the battle when he narrowed his eyes at the scene over the short distance. Various kids throwing this...snow, in this small, round form at one another.
Odd way to engage in combat. He wondered what was the cause when...
He ducked another errant missile and stood up straight with an angered expression.
"HEY!"
Fine. If that was how they wished to be...! He knelt down and started to scoop up the snow between his hands...
And mere moments later a snowball the size of a boulder is careening through the air towards the melee!
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 2:25 pm
Hartley spit out a mouthful of snow and sputtered.
"All right, who's the wise guy...Somebody is about to be in a world of-"
A shadow appeared over Hartley's head...growing bigger and bigger...
"Hurt!"
A snowball roughly the size of Seattle flattened Hartley where he stood.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 2:59 pm
My eyes!
*Brin grabbed his eyes as Dani's snowball exploded and blinded him. He blundered right into Donnie and both of them tumbled back down the hill and slammed into Len. They all spilled out on to the icy lake.*
Nice shot!
*Chris opened fire on Vic and Marko, who huddled down and tried to weather the withering fire from the armored boy.*
CRY HAVOC AND RELEASE THE SNOWBALLS OF WAR! scream
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 3:28 pm
In the Hero High Herald's office...
Lois, what ever happened to that pirate radio story? Oops...a voicemail.
::Clark listened to Cassie's voice mail and his eyes grew wide. Jor El had left information on Brainiac in the Fortress for him. He had to get to London...NOW!
Clark stumbled to his feet and pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. He tripped over his own feet as he headed towards the bathroom.::
E-excuse me, Lois. Bad burrito from the cafeteria.
::Clark hurried into the men's room, changed in a stall, and flew out the window in a streak. A sonic boom exploded above Hero High as Clark barreled towards London.::
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 3:41 pm
::Lois sighs::
Why do I feel like I'm missing the bigger story here
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 4:11 pm
Wally_West Hartley spit out a mouthful of snow and sputtered."All right, who's the wise guy...Somebody is about to be in a world of-" A shadow appeared over Hartley's head...growing bigger and bigger..."Hurt!"A snowball roughly the size of Seattle flattened Hartley where he stood. Well that's one! "How do you determine who is the victor in a snow battle?" He shrugged and opted to go for the simple process of elimination. He quickly rounded up a fresh snowball, er, boulder, and sent it rocketing at the 'fort' atop the hill!
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