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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:23 pm
Description of the Thread:
The door is tough to open and has several strands of twine tied to the handle that each run through screw-in o-rings that each lead to different traps.
The shortest string leads to a board hanging above the door with an anvil above it.
The second longest string pulls the trigger of a net-launcher that aims for the door and the space nearest to it.
The longest string opens and tips a barrel of ACME glue onto the floor that should dry seconds after contact with air.
WoB stands on a chair close to the door, ready to swing his ball-and-chain at Blake's head should a knock-out blow be required. twisted
*calls through the door* I'm about to finish setting up the sale! You'd better come in here and keep me from hitting "Ok"! *taunt*
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:28 pm
WTF?! A door?! Threads don't normally have doors... Hrmm...
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:30 pm
*Calls through the door again* I'm hitting "Ok" in five sconds if you don't get in here...
Five...
Four...
Thr--
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:32 pm
*thinks to himself*
He loves that headband, but what if he's telling the truth?... ******** it.
scream You'd better not even think about it! *charges in*
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:37 pm
*watches as the door is thrown wide open and all the traps are sprung at once*
The anvil falls fastest, then the net is shot, and lastly the glue flies from the barrel, washing onto the floor under the chair and near the door.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:45 pm
As the door flies open, momentum carries me through the doorway and past the anvil. The anvil hits the floor with a loud thunk, cracking it.
The net hits me and throws me to the ground; my head hits the anvil, knocking me unconscious. xp
The glue slops all over the place, drying me firmly to the floor and anvil with my face down. A majority of the glue dries into a puddle and a line on the floor, filling the crack and leveling the floor around me with about an inch of glue cementing me and the net into place.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:49 pm
Yes! He's caught! Free! FREE AT LAST! twisted *evil laugh*
Now to use that special solvent to get him off the ground and ready for his brainwashing...
*pours a vial onto the ground, which cleans off about half an inch of glue*
... Crap.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:10 am
*returns with the solvent, dumps the new vial's contents, and rips Blake's limp body from the floor*
*takes Blake's hat, shades, and several other of his favorite items from his pack*
twisted And now 'tis time for the brainwashing to begin...
*Blake is strapped into an old wooden electriction-style chair, his arms and legs restrained and eyelids taped open. A bucket of cold water is thrown into Blake's face.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:12 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:16 am
*sputters and wakes up*
xp Ow, my head... Hey, I can't reach my face. What's going on?
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:22 am
Shells, you'd best leave the room now. Things are about to get ugly. mad
*turns back to Blake and leans into his face* :Twisted:
You should've let me post more often, maybe even have a social life... but it's too late for that now. You've gone too far by keeping me locked up for the past couple months.
Now it's your turn. twisted
*leans back, hits a button behind the chair, and lets a DVD start projecting on a loop onto the wall in front of Blake*
Have fun forgetting everything you've ever known, you black-hearted b*****d.
*leaves the room, bars and locks the door, and walks away whistling a happy tune* cool
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:27 am
*reyvn apeared out side the door* I wonder how im going to get through this ill prolly have to find a different route *turning he notices a small window and silently walked over to investigate, Looking in he could see blake tied up watching a mind earsing vidoe* Ill need to shut that off *looking up he saw the power lines to the house quickly throwing a star and cutting the wires* There the powers out and i can sneak in *Reyvn pushed open the window the kidnapper forgot to lock(SILLY MULE) and silently walked toward Blake*
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:31 am
*unlocks and bursts through the front door to see Reyvn trying to stop his victim's prgress into oblivion*
You'd best not get any ideas, sir. I only want my freedom; he deserves this. neutral
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:32 am
*startled Reyvn looks at the Mule* You will not get away with this *poses in a matrix style pose and motions the mule to fight for his victim*
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 12:34 am
*uses his wings to get airborne*
mad You'll regret this.
*plummets down in a fast dive*
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