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Post by rikimaru on Oct 12, 2005 22:10:58 GMT -8
"If you two don't knock it off I swear I'll fill both your lungs with taffy. Now put a sock in it." Tesshu said as he rubbed his temples. "You kids are worse than pixies."
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Post by Thistle on Oct 13, 2005 10:44:05 GMT -8
"Pixies dont exist." Mosider said matter-of-factly. "And no you wouldnt!" She said glancing at Dark. "She wouldnt let you."
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Post by rikimaru on Oct 13, 2005 12:18:11 GMT -8
His thunder now stolen, Tesshu resorted to plan B. "I'll smear mud al over your pretty little dress. Now hush."
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Post by Thistle on Oct 13, 2005 13:30:02 GMT -8
Mosider's eyes went wide and she gave a little gasp before snapping her mouth shut. She could not believe this man. When they were in a clean place she was going to give him an earful.
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Post by deliverance on Oct 15, 2005 11:04:19 GMT -8
In the distance, near where the Undead Warlock sat in the tree, came a very small person. A gnome, to be precise. Dressed in a color of dark purple, crimson red, and black, the gnome made her way toards the tree, and looked up towards the Undead Warlock. The clothing that this gnome wore covered its face with a dark shroud of shadows, but within the darkness could be seen two very dark red eyes. When the gnome spoke, it was like hearing the voice of Hell's judgement - deep and tainted.
"What are you doing up there? Do you not want this to end?" the gnome asked while fidgetting with her robe. From deep within her robe, she grabbed a decently sized rod with a glowing jewel upon it. The jewel gave of a pure unholy aura, as a dark mist radiated from around it. Turning towards the battlefield, she walked over and sat upon the head of the Fellhound, just watching the battle go on.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 15, 2005 15:35:41 GMT -8
The living corpse looked down at his fellow Warlock and grinned wickedly. "It isn't my concern how quickly it ends, I actually enjoy the death and pain. You of all people should know that, Termination." The felhound growled at the gnome in a familiar, recognizing sort of manner. "And where did you come from? Did the master send you to make sure I did my job?"
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 20, 2005 18:34:17 GMT -8
Dark was more than just a little annoyed with the bickering children, and she was very happy that her husband was the one to make them silent... though it was not exactly the way she would have gone about it.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 20, 2005 18:57:43 GMT -8
(( fill your lungs with taffy.. I've heard that somewhere before.. where was it?))
Miles frowned, staying silent. His eyes however were still glowering in Mosider's direction.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 20, 2005 19:44:18 GMT -8
"I suggest you don't even look at her, little boy. Though the way your eyebrows move is quite amusing, I must say that I am rather tired of it."
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 20, 2005 20:10:18 GMT -8
Miles snorted, now thoroughly annoyed. Not only did he have to endure this company all of a sudden, but he had to do it while listening to adults.
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Post by rikimaru on Oct 21, 2005 6:07:23 GMT -8
((8 bit reference. I can get linkage if necissary ;-)))
Riki shook his head. "Let's just go already. The trails getting cold from our distractions." With that he turned and sped off into the woods, Tesshu, Khorg, and Djinn closely behind him.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 21, 2005 7:52:27 GMT -8
(( That's right! Sarda.. ugh, poor BM...)) "Wait up!" Miles said, following behind as closely as he could beneath the small worn robes.
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Post by Thistle on Oct 21, 2005 10:49:47 GMT -8
Mosider picked up the skirts of her red dress and ran after not wanting to be left behind. Her bonnet fell off a few times and she had to run back to get it then tie it back on her head.. Finally she just tucked it under her arm and ran after them.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 21, 2005 10:52:45 GMT -8
Dark holds up her robes and runs after the others, making sure that the little girl kept up as well.
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