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11-27-2005, 08:25 AM | #202 | |
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11-27-2005, 08:52 AM | #203 |
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I went to the zoo today (actually it was a crazy insane "Adventure World" with rides and shows and lots of craziness) and brought back some omiyage (souveniers for other people). So I`ll leave some here for you kids. There`s chocolates with strawberry inside, some fresh squid strip things and leg things (really really good, I promise), and manjuu. Manjuu might seem nasty the first time you eat it but it now that I`ve had it a couple times I actually go out of my way to get it. It`s good. It`s sweet. Douzo~~~~~! <3
And um, is there any leftovers from Thanksgiving? I didn`t get any Thanksgiving dinner or anything this year. I didn`t have a Thanksgiving. I don`t like cloaking. Not that I haven`t done it before but.. You know what is one of the many cool things about not cloaking is though? You can go to "who`s online" and find someone looking at an old, buried thread that turns out to be very interesting. |
11-27-2005, 04:38 PM | #204 |
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Hehe, I've done that before. I am just using the cloak for a short while, I'll cast it aside when I have accomplished what I set out to do.
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11-27-2005, 04:48 PM | #205 |
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Ciao, Shah! And Katya, so NICE 2 see you! How's Japan? I expect 'tis true, you'd be hard pressed to find an "All American" sort of thanksgiving dinner there. I have to ask, what are "leg things?" Leg things has piqued my interest.
*Goes to espresso machine, brews a triple shot and makes a caramel macchiato. Dragazzo is feeling mischievous, is going through a 'practical joker' phase, and breathes on my macchiato and freezes the damn drink solid, then giggles and scampers away. Bloody dragons ruin bloody everything.*
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11-27-2005, 05:02 PM | #206 |
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*chucks cloak aside* Good to see you too, *pokes you with a PM* Any luck on the RPG? I've started re-writing my post...bah.
*Obnavat breathes on Lotesse's drink, warming it back up. Gets intoa scuffle with him brother, pinning the iguanna sized Dragazzo down*
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11-27-2005, 05:05 PM | #207 |
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AUGH! She leaves right as I friggen log on...not to mention throw aside my cloak....fine, be that way. *puts cloak back on*
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11-27-2005, 05:10 PM | #208 |
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Lol!! The dragons are fighting! *starts chant on sidelines* Dragon Fight! Dragon Fight!
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11-27-2005, 05:16 PM | #209 |
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lol, it's a mightly lopsided fight, Obnavat is huge, and has lots of experience fighting. I dont raise whimps!
*the two mismatched brothers continue to have it out. Dragazzo freezes the floor infront of Obnavat, who slides into the adjacent wall. Dragazzo pounces as Obnavat lifts off into the air. CRUNCH! Dragazzo goes headfirst into the wall, and obnavat twists back around and lands on him, all claws digging in, not letting Dragazzo move. Little brother gives in to Obnavat, who shoots a fountain of flame in victory*
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11-27-2005, 05:17 PM | #210 |
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*Dragazzo, pinned underneath his big brother, hisses at Obnavat's eyelashes, frezzing them into white pine-needle-looking spikes. Annoyed, Obnavat puts a hand up to his eyes, at which point Dragazzo squirms out from under him, but Obnavat whirls around and hisses back at Dragazzo's lovely tail, singing the little dainty pointy scales along his tail's ridge. Howling in pain, Dragazzo scampers to pool and cannonballs in, drenching Leroy who had been laying poolside, soaking up the afternoon sun. All hell breaks loose.*
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11-27-2005, 05:20 PM | #211 |
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Double post? That was a badly lopsidded fight though, Obnavat is now a force dragon on the dark side, and ISNT stunted in growth with smoking and coffee. Poor Dragazzo, had no idea what he was getting into....
*Obnavat curls up besides Shah, cleaning his wings and eating leftover turkey. Dragazzo ambles pst growling. Obnavat roars.*
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11-27-2005, 05:29 PM | #213 |
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Just wait and see, young master!
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11-27-2005, 05:31 PM | #214 |
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*Sinister plotting *
Young master? Hmph! How ironic.
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11-27-2005, 05:35 PM | #215 |
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*rubs hands together* Mwahahah! And yes you are 'young master'; you sure as hell arent older than me, but you show some degree of proficiency in the dark arts!
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11-27-2005, 06:26 PM | #217 |
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An American in Paris is so um...cool. I got it playing through my soundcard and my excellent surround-sound computer speaker system!
Not to mention about three equalizers and a special effects subprogram of the Creative soundcard "hypo-classicalizing" it, and making it sound like it's in a concert hall. *sinister musical score*
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*Ambles in and curls up next to Sane*
Jet-Lag. Blah. Cross country flights that require one to be at the airport at 4am are eeevil. But I got back to school all right. Just wrote the final post to the TLA. Waiting for Earniel to padlock it. Have the champagne ready. *Falls asleep*
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*covers up LMM with a fleece blanket*
Jet lag is many, many levels of suck. I hope it only takes a day to get over it. (It can take up to two weeks for your body to actually get used to the change though!)
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