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 Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:50 pm
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:55 pm
Oh... I thought you were going to say they just are. *Chuckles*
*On the screen, the investigators come upon the first murder*
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:58 pm
What is going on in this moving picture?
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 10:05 pm
There's a psychopath serial killer who's killing people for each of the seven sins, and those two guys are trying to catch him.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 10:13 pm
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 3:59 pm
*Morning, wakes up on the couch*
ninja
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:04 pm
*That lump under the cushion that dug into Todd's back all night? Yea...when he lifts the cushion to check, he finds one of Lois Lane's charred black doom muffins.*
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:08 pm
I come in search of something my Empress desires. Where are these consumables so blackened and scorched that each could quench a black hole?
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:09 pm
Iew...
*Replaces cushion*
There's one under there. *Pointing to sofa seat*
*Cleans up after himself -- the plates, pizza, etc -- and phases into the shadows*
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:13 pm
The carbon mass of those abominations will power the heated spa in Ambrosia for decades.
::turns over the cushion to retrieve the payload::
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:16 pm
*Burnt muffins explode upward in a torrent and bury Querl in their black evil...uh...blackness. DAMN YOU, LOIS LANE! DAMN YOU!*
What was that?
*wanders from the back*
Dammit! More of these things!
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:17 pm
Phu! Phu!
...That should have been physically impossible.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:20 pm
Hey, Brainy. I've been getting muffined ever since I came home. I don't know how Lois shoves those things everywhere...or why.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:22 pm
It does not matter. Nothing matters but pleasing the Enchantress and the Empress.
::starts gathering up muffin-pucks::
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 4:30 pm
*Phases back in*
Where's...? Oh there you are, Chris. Your.. umm...
*sees all the new burnt baked goods*
You should really clean up better... What is all of this?
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