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 Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 9:56 am
Pyroth blinked, the pain in his subsiding to a tolerable degree. His tail resumed wagged contentedly as he felt the drug begin to sink it's claws into him. So fast acting, it had to have been as pure as Billy said it was.
He looked puzzled "I dunno.. you think I'd remember if they did."
Looking at his paws he looked peevish, their blurryness as the world sped up interesting.
"I love my thumbs. I don't want them to shrivel up."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 9:58 am
"A least y'don' go' these," Billy gave a cackle, wriggling a tentacle at him playfully.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:00 am
Pyroth retorted "But the ladies love tentacles. If certain sources are to be believed, that is." he cackled. "You'll prob'ly be in high demand now."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:03 am
"Y'know... tha' b***h Aubrey came t'me duplex th'nigh' b'for all this madness bloomed," Billy leaned back, still sniffing and waited for his brain chemicals to sort themselves out.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:08 am
Pyroth looked surprised. "Really? Tentacles /must/ be popular then. I'd never have guessed." he glanced over, away from his paws "What did she want? Brutally attacked?" he smirked faintly "Nah, ignore me, I just can't feel concerned for staff. It was before it all though, what was she after?"
He was actually scared to sniff if he could avoid it, he didn't want to risk setting his senses on fire again. He had to after a bit but the pain didn't come back as intense as he'd feared.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:11 am
"She came t'tell me I was gonna' change," He snorted at that with a sharp laugh, "She really wanted t'shag. Unfortunatly... tha' was when th'ink started."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:15 am
Pyroth blinked "She wanted sex!? Wasn't she infatuated with Moreau not so long ago?" He couldn't figure out what could have motivated her to tell him that then come onto him "Maybe it was some sort of sadistic ******** by her?"
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:24 am
"Well, it backfired when she go' a mouthfull o' ink all o'er her. It bloody sucks, I'll tell y'tha'." He shook his head, "Righ', well, while I'm motivated i shoul' a least go try n' find a shovel. I'd li' t'be able to go back INto me place, y'know?" He grunted, "Jes' keepin' a promise. We'll play again sometime, I'm sure," Billy pulled his crutches up, the baggy already retucked under his webbing.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:29 am
Pyroth grinned almost envious of Billy's ability to rain inky justice onto people. "Glad you got her back for it."
He nodded, beginning to feel the drug start to kick in proper, he was more grateful than he could probably articulate. "Thanks for sharing, seriously, for all the s**t people talk you are one of the most generous people I've met. See you later. Stay safe."
Only on the island could you tell someone to stay safe in earnest.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 10:32 am
Billy gave a bitter chuckle, "Aye, well, most don' bother t'get t'KNOW me b'for hatin' on me." That said, he gave a wave, crutching off with the terrible task of cleaning his duplex. At least now with his social buzz, it'd be more enjoyable.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 10:38 am
Meeting Bobby at the river.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 10:39 am
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 10:48 am
It was early afternoon when Pyroth woke up and felt motivated enough to do anything at all. He got up, had an extensive shower, enough to waste a good amount of time before spending even longer towel-drying, brushing and generally grooming his fur. Brushing his teeth took an equally long time but again, helped burn the time that was in a state of abundance on the island.
However, once all of that was done, he was still too restless to stay indoors, deciding a bit of a sunbathe was in order, he donned the nearest comfortable pair of trousers - the pink PJs found in the cafeteria -, picked up his smokes a glass and the bottle of JD and headed out to sit on the porch.
Admittedly, sometimes the island was bearable if boring.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 12:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 12:14 pm
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