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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:14 pm
((*lurks semi-evilly* ninja ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:16 pm
((Lurks on the celling, his finger itching for a fight))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:19 pm
((...finger itching for a fight?....*tries very hard not to laugh*))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:20 pm
((*sneaks up behind Angel and ponces* Meow! Got ya!))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:21 pm
((*pokes Nari on the nose and hides in her super-de-dooper cotton candy clouds* blaugh
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:24 pm
((*searches in the clouds* Hm.... cotton candy.... *munch, munch*))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:26 pm
((My clouds! *mourns* crying *takes out a pitchfork* You shall pay for that....merciless deed! *Runs after her*))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:28 pm
((*runs* Nooooo! I'm sorry, Angel, I didn't mean to- Aaaah! HEEELP! *hides*))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:29 pm
((burst into laughter as he sees the two ladies fight over a cloud of cottoncandy))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:30 pm
((*tosses the pitchfork and takes out duct-tape* You shall never eat my cotton candy again! *Begins to wrap her from head to toe in duct tape* Mwahahahahahahahaha!!!))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:32 pm
((dang, she's more physcho than I thought..wow, that a whole lot o' duct tape))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:34 pm
((I am NOT psycho! Because Psycho doesn't even begin to cover my madness. *Throws the roll of duct tape at his head*))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:35 pm
((*starts to panic as she can't move* No, no, no, no! Lemme out, lemme out! *cries* I'M SORRY!!!))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:36 pm
((*talks cooly* Promise not to eat my magical clouds of cotton candy.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:38 pm
((The duct tape bounces of his head, with a large hollow thud. "Maybe you should let her go, I think she's crying"))
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