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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 7:43 pm Post subject:

::The boy would consider this a while, staring owlishly up at her then nod sagely.:: "Yes."
::Then his finger would find his nose. He'd rumage around up there a bit then look at his finger and pop it in his mouth, gloriously unconcerned that that? Thats just nasty.::

(Oh, Stick, Gross. Not in public, okay?)
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Havoc · Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 5:21 am Post subject:

Harriet: *winces a little* Ugh. Kid, don't pick your nose. *hands a tissue*
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 5:50 pm Post subject:

"I wasn't!!" ::Wipes his finger on the seat of his pants, gives her a petulant glare. He's stop after a moment nd hesitently take the tissue. He'd rub it against this cheek, surprised at how soft it was, smile then carefully put it in his pocket. "Tank you."
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Havoc · Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 8:53 pm Post subject:

Harriet: *chuckles* You're welcome. Now. Can you tell me a story because I told you one?
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 10:02 pm Post subject:

O_o ...?
"But... but.. thats not how it suposed to work! Ohhh okay."
::Hed crouch on his hams and rub his nose with the palm of his hand, thinking.:: "So uhhhm, there was this girl an she had two sisters. An one day their daddy comes up and askes them how much the love him. So the first girl says she loves him as much as life and he liked that. The next girl says she loves him as much as all the world and he liked that too. but the last girl said she loves him as much as fresh meat loves salt and he got really really mad cause he thought she didnt love him at all! So he kicked her out of the house without any food or nuthin. So she went to a stream and made a big coat out of the rushes to wear over her dress. And them she got hungry so she went to the princes house- I guess it wasnt that far away if she could just, you know, walk there- but she begged for a job so they made her scrub pots in the kitchens which is icky. So she was there for a few days when the prince had a big ball and all the servents were gonna go watch cause balls are neat! but the girl said she was tired so she went out the back, took off her weed coat and went in to the ball. She had a really good time and got to dance with the prince which is cool 'cause hes a prince. Then she slipped back, got her coat and went to bed cause she didnt want the other servants to know it was her. And cause it was such a big party it lasted another two days! and she slipped out and went then too.
And by then the prince fell in love withs her and gave her his signet ring but she left again. So after they tried to find her cause the prince said he was gonna die if he didn marry her- which is silly. Girls have cooties but maybethis one, she didnt. I dunno. But they looked and looked and looked but couldnt find her cause she was in the kitchen scrubbin pots and nobody looked in there! So the prince got sick and the head cook was gonna make a speshul soup to make him el better but the girl convinced the head cook lady to let her make it instead and she put the fancy ring in the soup. And the prince ate the soup and got the ring and he got all exited and asked who made the soup.
So the head cook was all I did. and the prince was all no ya didn, yer lyin. Cause she was. So they sent for the girl and she came in her weed coat and they looked at her funny cause you know shes wearing weeds and thats silly. But the prince recognaised her and asked if she madethe soup and she said yes and took of her weed coat and they were all very happy. So then they were gonna get married. Thats what you do when youre in love, kay?"

::Looks up at Harriet, shrugs::

"And they had a feast at the wedding and the girl told the head cook not to use any salt in anything. and the head cook lady was all what? thats gonna be gross! but the girl said not to so the didnt use ay salt. And the girls dddy was invited and they tried to eat the food at the feast but it was all yucky and he started crying. Cause he finally got what she tired to mean and he thought she was dead, even though she was sitting up at the big table. I guess he coulda been blind or somethin. anyway she hops up and says lookee its me! See? I do loves you! And he cheered up and they all lived happilly ever after. They probably didnt- that would be really boring if that was true but thats how stories are suposed to end. They just are."

::Tilts his head to the side, the crown sliding over to tangle one pointy ear.:: "Now whatcha wanna do?"
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Havoc · Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 7:24 am Post subject:

Harriet: *laughs* That's a variation on the Cinderella story! *rubs his head playfully* I don't really care what we do now. I could tell you another story, but you'll have to tell me one after that.
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 11:03 pm Post subject:

"Uh." Stick said after a little while. "Harry? I gotta pee. Where is privy?" He'd open the door to the room they were in and proceed down the hall, looking quite grand in his plastic crown and parlour-curtain cape, opeining all the doors and letting them hang open after he passed.
Broom closet. "Nope"
Linnen closet. "Nope"
Kitchen Pantry. "Nope"
Giant icebox with strange sigils painted on the referigerator-white metal door. The boy would stop and look into the cold, dark room curiously. He'd wiggle a little bit, the infamous pee-dance, and ponder the frosty room. "Hmmm... lets go look an see if there pawsicleses in here! You like pawsicles? We get lots. You can have all the orange ones. They ick-- they the best!" He'd grab Harriet's hand and cheerfully pull her along into the meat-locker.
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Havoc · Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 7:17 am Post subject:

Harriet: *looks around* Great. Just the place I always wanted to end up, the meat-locker... *sighs*

Meanwhile:

Ysuwe: *enters, not looking like she's in a good mood. She is a very attractive female with long hair, most of it in braids, and some of it over the left side of her face, almost covering the eye. She is wearing a very thin spidersilk dress which is colored a yellow-green to match her eyes. She also has a large scar on her back of a sort of skeletal bird*

Tyrasir: *enters, carrying his weapons and gear. He is an average male with short hair and carries Drow-crafted guns known as slingers. They fire circular saws and are designed to inflict lots of pain and make lots of gore*

Ysuwe: Know your place, male... Only reason you're here is because Faen is unconscious.

Tyasir: You didn't beat him again, did you?

Ysuwe: *growls and her hair starts to rise threateningly*

Havoc: Ey! break it up! Or else you'll have to deal with pravagen!
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 4:46 pm Post subject:

From deep within the chill dank depths of the meat locker a sepultural voice calls: "...Brains... Braiiiiiiins.... BRAIIIIINS....."
Theres a faint shuffle from farther back and a second voice- faint and muffled: "Stop it! You're a shade, not a zombie! There *is* a difference."
First voice, same tone: "Yeah but now I'm the Horror Movie King- how many people can say that line in context, huh? Exactly."
A little bit more shuffling, echoing through the chamber, then the second voice, laughing: "Shh. Shh- They'll hear you!"

Stick just looked up -and up and up- at Harriet, with his horribly cute puppy dog eyes. "But is *fun* to play in friggie. Get lock in, play suffocate. Uh huh!"
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Havoc · Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 5:56 pm Post subject:

Harriet: *sighs and pulls out a pistol, before loading a clip into it* Hard as you may find it to believe kiddo, but I no longer like enclosed places. *she starts looking for where the voices came from, readying a knife in her other hand*
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 8:00 pm Post subject:

The acoustics are rather strange and make the faint noises coming from the back of the freezer sound like they're right beside the two elves, then by the door then almost silence. There is a bit of wet sucking and the sound of something scrabling on metal then what can only be smothered giggles.

Stick would kung fu kick one of the slabs of frozen beef hanging from the ceiling. It would sway a little then come back and bonk him down onto his butt. He'd grin up at Harriet -hoping she saw how tough he was- then spot the gun.
"Ohh Shiney!" He'd squeak and snatch at it. He'd hold it in both hands barely able to keep the tip from dragging on the floor but obviously knew to keep the muzzle away from him. "Gumpa, he have pistols too, and he let me play pirates wif 'em but this is heavier. Pew! Pew! Pew!"
He didn't look twice at the knife- it was just a knife after all and *everybody* had knives, even he had a little one sheathed at the small of his back. "But is like a big fort! And theres dead stuff! Isn't it neat-o?"
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Havoc · Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 7:18 am Post subject:

Harriet: *quickly snatches the pistol back from him* Hey! Easy! That's not a toy, see? *She unloads it to show him the bullets in the clip before sliding it back in. She sighs and holds it up towards the ceiling. She then turns to the door from where they entered, finding they're locked in. She pounds on it a little* ANYONE OUT THERE?!?! *when no one responds, she takes a deep breath and pulls two blocks of something wrapped in the same paper used for grocery bags. She tears some of the paper and pushes the blocks against the hinges of the door before sticking something in each of them. She stows her pistol and knife before picking Stick up and retreating to the back of the meat locker.* Cover your ears...

*she produces what looks like a cell phone and punches in the number one with her thumb. In an instant, there is an explosion and the door is blown apart. What is left of it falls onto the floor, smoke and debris cluttering the area as well now. She promptly starts for the door*

ELSEWHERE:

Ysuwe: *looks up hearing the explosion* You, find out what that is...
Tyasir: Why do I have to? You're not my master!
Ysuwe: *glares at him. Her eyes flash with a light and suddenly Tyasir is terrified. He quickly runs to do what she requests*
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 7:05 pm Post subject:

Stick: O__O!!!
"That was COOL! You made it blow up! DO IT AGAIN! AGAIIIIN!" He'd squirm out of her arms to run up and inspect a shrapnel studded carcass. "I want some kablooey blocks!"

"Just like a movie. Hero- well heroine in this case- comes in, guns blazing, saves the innocent bystander and things blow up. Excpt it's Stick. I'm not sure he quite qualifies as "Innocent" anymore..." The frst voice rambled on excitedly. "I could seriously go for some popcorn right now. How 'bout you, hun?"
Second voice in an exasperated tone. "But... you don't need to eat! Can you even eat? Why popcorn?"
First voice, amused: "Because explosions always go better with a snack."

Stick would turn away from his slab o' beef to squint through the darkness that enshrouded the back of th cold room. He' glance at Harriet. "Dead cows is talkin' 'bout me."
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Havoc · Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 7:52 am Post subject:

Harriet: *chuckles at the kid, but is still curious to where the voices are coming from* Alright, whoever's talking show yourself, or I'm gonna put enough C-4 around that this entire building will cave in!
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Assirra · Joined: 25 May 2007 Posts: 5 Location: Here

Me: *walks in and looks around* Not bad, not bad at all... *glances out of the door I just walked through* Come on. Quit being anti-social...

Assirra: *saunters in wrapped in the customary black robe, all the while glaring at me*

Me: *rollseyes* Say hello and get comfortable while you can.

Assirra: *settles for leaning against the wall by the door frame* Yes, yes. *looks at the others in the room* My name is Assirra. I'm a drow. *glares at me* Happy?

Me: *sighs*
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