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 Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 3:59 pm
Angie
Angie kept a straight face as the Sheep dragged her to the odd looking closet door. There were some bizarre looking symbols on both sides and she just couldn't figure them out. Ancient, yes. But what branch of Oz? The munchkinlanders? The Chessboard knights! No...What is it? She pondered, looking inside the closet. It was large, more like a storage room than a little cabinet.
And ever dark. She could just barely make out the shelves and such. Stepping inside, she felt around for a candle or something to light the darkness. "Ma'am, I can't see..." She said quietly, reaching inside her coat for a match or something.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 8:29 pm
Olly was nervous, but told himself to breathe. He wandered around. "I dont like this place. Its giving me the creeps." His ears were pointed and attentive. Waiting for any sound that might give him a clue.
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 4:03 pm
Angie
Angie found a match, struck it and looked around. But she didn't see anything. She was standing in a big black... bubble was a word that came to mind.The door she came in, at least that what she thought it was, looked very distant. Angie stared into the darkness around her, hearing a thumping from somewhere above her. "Hello?" She called, reaching up with the match slowly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 8:36 am
Shapeshifter Character: Sheep Sheep smiled. She stepped forward so that Angie could see her.
And then the fun began.
"Can you row, dear?" she asked, handing Angie a pair of knitting needles.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 9:16 am
Angie
"Wait, what?" Angie asked, looking around. "What do you mean 'Row'? Like a boat?" She looked at the sheep woman, who had a smile on her face. She was enjoying this. "What's going on." She said sternly.
[[Edit: I don't understand the Sheep part of the store all too well. Never even knew there was a sheep. sweatdrop ]]
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:04 pm
[[Sorry for taking so long! sweatdrop Here we go...]] Shapeshifter Character: SheepSheep's smile only brightened, and with the right thought process she activated the hallucinogens in the air.
Just because she was immune to the hallucinogens didn't mean she couldn't still see a blurry outline of what Angie would be clearly seeing, feeling, smelling, and otherwise experiencing. The two of them were now in a rowboat, in a stream. The banks were overgrown with rose bushes and rushes. The boat was small enough for just the two of them. And the knitting needles Angie was holding had turned into oars.
"Row, Feather!" Sheep cackled as she began to knit. Angie would think that Sheep was knitting an afghan - with fourteen needles. "Row, Feather! We're headed the wrong way! Row, Feather!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 5:09 pm
All right, it has come to my attention that this roleplay is dead. Which totally sucks, because I started it.
So...
Yeah.
crying
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