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| Shadow X | Nov 20 2007, 12:52 AM Post #301 |
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Dante had expected this but definitly saw an improvement... Dante- " Come theres food that came" *headed towards the food* |
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| Malceure | Nov 20 2007, 12:59 AM Post #302 |
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Dimitri: "Okay." he regained his normal composure of half awake seriousness, one he commonly wore around the house. Dimitri followed Dante after jumping off his back, hoping to take a few buffalo wings. This proved difficult, as Dimitri was signifigantly shorter than everyone else who was a year older than he was. |
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| Shadow X | Nov 20 2007, 01:03 AM Post #303 |
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Dante- *took some wings and gave them to Dimitri.* " Here, have some, they are great." |
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| megaman1998 | Nov 20 2007, 01:04 AM Post #304 |
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Kralkan loaded 5 cartridges chock full of slime into 5 yellow blasters. Kralkan took one for himself, and put the other four in his backpack (and think, the thing's only half full). He ran out of the bathroom, blaster in hand, a devious grin on his face. Things were NOT going to be pretty... |
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| Malceure | Nov 20 2007, 01:07 AM Post #305 |
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Dimitri nibbled on the wings for a while, until actually beginning to eat them. He looked around occassionally, hoping to see the girl he had encountered before. |
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| megaman1998 | Nov 20 2007, 01:17 AM Post #306 |
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"I may as well have a little fun..." Kralkan thought, sneaking up from behind, Kralkan shot Dante and Dimitri with slime and ran off at high speed. |
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| Malceure | Nov 20 2007, 01:20 AM Post #307 |
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Dimitri, with a serious look on his face, shifted his head in Dante's direction, his hair dripping with slime. Dimitri: "Mind telling me why we are here again?" |
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| megaman1998 | Nov 20 2007, 01:29 AM Post #308 |
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Kralkan snuck into the main room. His next targets were Alaric and Ares. These two would be tough. They were always on guard. He had to fire a direct hit. He snuck under the table where the projector was placed. Just as the movie was ending, Kralkan put his hand right in front of the projector and raised his blaster above the projector. "I'M HOT FUZZ!" Kralkan shouted, blasting Alaric and Ares, who were munching on buffalo wings in the front row. Kralkan ran out of the room at lightning speed, unseen. |
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| Shadow X | Nov 20 2007, 01:55 AM Post #309 |
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Dante- *Stared at the slime and then at Dimitri covered in slime* *Headed towards Kralklen and found him.* "Listen up.." * grabbed Kralken by shirt and lifted him up* " Dont ever do that to Dimitri ever again, or else you will pay the consequences! Got i?!..." * Threw him to floor and walked to the window and stared out* |
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Nov 20 2007, 05:43 AM Post #310 |
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OoC: Shadow, dude went and hid. Can't just go grab him. Ares was able to duck and dodge most of it, but it still hit his hat, completely ruining it. His face turned even more serious. "...my hat." He got up slowly and went upstairs, his facial expression never changing. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| mossad | Nov 20 2007, 06:42 AM Post #311 |
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Alaric knew where Kralkan would be running off to, he knew the house better than anyone. Alaric headed to a small room near the kitchen, it was a dining room and sure enough Kralkan was in the corner messing with his little gun. "WHAT THE F*** DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU LITTLE PUNK?" |
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Nov 20 2007, 07:01 AM Post #312 |
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Ares returned from upstairs with an aluminum baseball bat in hand. Hearing Alaric, he walked toward the dining room and saw the two of them. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Hitogoroshi | Nov 20 2007, 07:23 AM Post #313 |
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Kama: "Guys, come on, he was just having a little fun." Kama was sitting on the kitchen counter (nobody knows how long he'd been there) and was smiling. "I bet if you all had slime guns, you'd have fun in an all-out slime battle. Maybe they could use the ones in your backpack, Kral?" |
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Nov 20 2007, 07:25 AM Post #314 |
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Ares turned his head to Kama and glared at him intensely. "He ruined my hat." He then turned back, with his grip tightened on the bat. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Hitogoroshi | Nov 20 2007, 07:28 AM Post #315 |
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Kama: "I'm sure you have several others at home, you can't go around wearing the same hat every day. And, he didn't mean to, he was just having fun. Besides, if you attack him, you attack me." Kama reached for his sitar case and prepared for if they tried to attack Kralkan. "I don't want to do that, I just want to have fun at the party, OK?" |
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