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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 14, 2013 19:04:27 GMT -8
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Dec 14, 2013 19:17:54 GMT -8
[dice=20+2] Somehow, Alex elegantly dodged every snowball that flew his way (though most didn't). He moved like a wintery dancer. It was beautiful, like something from the Nutcracker Ballet. Soon, he'd constructed a marvel of engineering: a ring of snow, five feet high and one foot thick, that would withstand the most energetic bombardment.
He proudly surveyed his work.
"I wish my fort buddy was here. We had such a fun time in El Corazon ... *SIGH.* La Sirena is always too cool for games. Oh, hey. Micah! Dance!" He chucked a snowball at Micah's foot![dice=20+2] OOC: I think I may be ... exaggerating the amount of snow available. It's a MIRACLE!
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 15, 2013 1:39:02 GMT -8
Micah managed to dance his way out of that hit with sheer awkwardness, it was artful... kinda. He again somewhat resembled a monkey. He stuck his tongue at Alex ruefully before chucking another, slightly sloshy snow ball. At least this one went in Alex's direction but would it fall against his mighty fortress?“Fucking evade this, Pavlov!! Now you dance!” [dice=20] [dice=20] ((It's an apocalyptic miracle!! First dice is for avoid, second is the hit.))[rand=972739188000559806836218852549791885672979755327105137246870435774]
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 16, 2013 0:03:56 GMT -8
"Fuck…really?" Micah made a quick look behind him, touching his protection tattoo gingerly. He wasn't ready to test that baby out yet. It had healed up months ago but he still remembered the sting.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 16, 2013 20:40:30 GMT -8
“F-fuck! I mean hahaha, terrific j-just fucking terrific. How's it hanging, F-frankie? Good? W-well that's just bloody swell...” Micah was babbling, he was totally unprepared for this. He started edging towards the safety of Alex's fort. He tried to play it cool with a slightly rigour mortis smile, but he was shaking very slightly. Maybe it was all cool? It had been months after all. Why wait this long? Frankie wasn't that smart, was he? Micah didn't plan on finding out.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Dec 16, 2013 20:59:45 GMT -8
Alex waved Micah towards his protective fort."I know this scenario. He'll stab us with icicles and then boil the murder weapon. NO EVIDENCE." -Frankie"You never accepted me, Alex. S'okay. I don't blame you." He slipped his hands in his pockets and nodded sagely. "These last couple months have been introspective. I've realized that my devil-may-care attitude rubs some people the wrong way. Nobody likes an offensive jerkoff. So ... I'm sorry." Frankie took a little cardboard box from the depths of his jacket. He placed it on the ground and started walking away."That's for you. A gift. Have fun playing house, boys." "We will!" Alex stuck out his tongue. "I don't trust BAMFs bearing gifts, do you?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 16, 2013 21:11:11 GMT -8
"L-later, no probs. We're not f-fucking playing house…" Micah looked at the little box of doom like it was the worst kind of monster. He scuttled quickly behind the fort keeping his eye firmly on the leaving Frankie.
He gave Alex a slightly hopeful, slightly terrified smile."Wanna fucking open it for me? Or should we bury it in the snow?"
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Dec 17, 2013 17:11:24 GMT -8
Alex crouched, until only the top half of his face was peeking over the snow fort wall. "I'm not touching that revenge box. Maybe we can get Kenny out here." Indeed, it was probably crawling with Frankie cooties. Or worse! About the size of a shoebox, it sat innocently on the snowy ground. A big, perfect snowflake spun from the glorious gray sky and landed on the cardboard.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 17, 2013 18:20:23 GMT -8
Micah looked wide-eyed at Alex and made a scared but slightly exasperated squeak. He moved slowly towards the box, picking up a long stick from the ground and quickly nudged the box open. Then in a flash, he quickly ran back jumping over the fort's wall. He peeked over from it's safety at the contents of the box. What the hell was in there?
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Dec 17, 2013 18:57:43 GMT -8
Within the box were a pair of novelty wind-up chattering teeth, fake vampire teeth, costume crooked zombie teeth, and a card from the Champion Party Supplies supastore. Incidentally, there was a surprised-looking fluffy cat on the front of the card.
It probably had a really cute apology letter inside."Isn't that from the place you looted for my birthday?" Alex smiled."That was awesome, by the way. Hah! Remember? Remember that thing Judy did? And then I did that other thing, and she was like ... like you know? Haha!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 18, 2013 5:44:45 GMT -8
"Ha!" Micah looked pretty embarrassed and creeped out. Had Frankie followed them there or something? It was uncanny. Was there a dark message hidden? Or was it a lure before some awful trick?"Yeah, was that before or after Volya did that fucking thing with… that stuff.. Ugh! I'll never forget. I guess I should see what the fucker wrote, right? Is he making guff about my teeth?" Micah walked slowly up and picked up the card, keeping it at arms length and squinting at it like an old man.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 18, 2013 13:24:47 GMT -8
((You guys resolve this action, maybe late tonight I start things up.))
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