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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 3:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:00 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 11:54 am
Tobias was invisible at this point and approached quickly behind Suzie, sword drawn. He grabbed the girl's waist and pressed the sword gently to her throat as he appeared. "One movement and I slit your throat. Understand that, Rodent?" Tobias may be a little guy, but he was big trouble.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:20 pm
Cretin's hunched form crumpled as if shot, and then disappeared.
Suzie hissed, her tail wrapping around his stomach and squeezing, "Two on one is hardly fair. Move that sword and I'll squeeze you until your guts come out of your mouth." Somehow, she sounded more persuasive than dangerous. Maybe it was hard for such a....beautiful, soft, warm, woman as herself to mean any real harm...
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:15 pm
He then landed on his feet and his ears twitched "Teh" one gun formed into a Demi sword
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 1:42 pm
Meanwhile outside of the building. For a moment, there was silence. And then the strumming of a guitar string.
"Oh baby don't you wanna go." A voice rang out, as the strumming settled into an old nostalgic beat. "Oh baby don't you wanna go, back to land of California, my sweet home Chicago."
A figured walked by the house, playing a strange and geographically...creative song, seeming to be blissfully unaware of the rough-housing going on. "Now one 'n one is two, two 'n two is four, I'm heavy loaded baby I'm booked 'n gotta go..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:34 pm
Jack turned to the singer entering in "What the?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 8:46 am
"Baby don'tcha wanna go?" She continued to sing as she walked through the door. "Back to the land of california. My Sweet Home Chica..go?" She looked around, slightly confused.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:03 pm
Tobias hissed at her comment. "Don't talk like that, it'll get you hurt." He said and activated another of his powers, which created three copies of himself. The doppelgangers grinned and moved toward her to deal physical damage to the girl's face and body using their claws. Toby held her tighter, trying to make sure she did not run. "I will let you go when I am convinced you will leave quietly."
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 11:28 am
Januff stepped back, watching Tobias momentarily before she turned, ears twitching at the sound of singing. She growled, locating Leo with her eyes. She picked him up and tucked him against her chest, grabbing the things she needed and leaving the shop.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 8:03 pm
Jack warped out next to Januff "Coldn't find the storage cube in this place, sadly"
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:29 pm
The strangely dressed girl eyed the room, leveling her gaze briefly at all of the people around her. Then she leaned her guitar against the wall and reached for the skies.
"The nonsense I put up with to get a couple 'a measly guitar picks." she grumbled.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:36 pm
Hey! you, with the guitar!" Jack called out to the strange girl "It might not be best to stay in there much longer, theres this crazy old guy with bad breath in there.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 5:51 pm
"Too late." cretin appeared directly behind the girl and straitened his back so thy the small old man was nearly 6 feet tall, hand clasped nicely but sternly. Tight enough to bring her back softly against the blade in his hand.
Suzie kicked at the creatures approaching and squeaked with her tail until she was sure his reactions would be slowed and then her tail began sliding upward until it wound around her captor's neck. "Let go, and so will I."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 6:10 pm
"It's a lot more menacing if you hold the blade up to the neck, Shows 'em you mean business." She replied, conversationally, hands still in the air. "Does this place sell Guitar Picks? I don't mind fingering or using a lil' coin, but some songs just don't feel right without a proper guitar pick yanno?"
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