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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:29 am
Plays with spork happily. "My family uses chicken scratch on a daily basis. I'm fluent." Tiring of playing with said plastic utensil, she sticks it in her mouth and starts chewing on it while brainstorming ideas of how to wreak havoc on her unsupecting fellows....
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 1:11 pm
The ninja hare gasped in horror as she watched Skrae shove the utensil in her mouth and begin to gnaw. A small squeal could be heard from the inside of Skrae's mouth.
What are you doing!? eek
She flings herself at Skrae, half way she springs-- moving her body with the momentum she flips over Skrae, in slow motion she snatches the poor utensil from the unsuspecting mouth. The hare hits the floor, and tucks and rolls while cradling the little spork. She wipes it off gently on the corner of her pants and pets it lovingly.
This isn't just any spork, missy! stare This is an eye assassin spork, it's whole life it was trained and brainwashed in the fine techniques of eye gouging. It's soul purpose on this planet is to pop those suckers out! *sniffles and continues to pet the spork* You poor misunderstood creature. gonk
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:01 pm
If its plastic and in my hand, it will eventually get chewed on most likely...sorry lil eye-poppr.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 12:25 pm
Sachi notices the scramble and pulls out one of those taco bell sporks that she has stockpiled over the years. And straws. She throws them at Skrae in a clumsy unperfected ninja style. They fall on the floor in their plastic wrapper next to Skrae. One of them pops Psiko in the side of the head. He doesn't seem to notice, so she giggles lightly, and hops to hide behind Reiko.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 2:04 pm
OMG YAY!!!!!!!!!! Thank you Sachi!!!!!!!! *picks all of them up and runs to her nest and stores them there*
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 12:53 pm
Psiko Psiko erupts from the Miasma with a small, black, reflectionless piece of cloth.
"Done!" *jumps up and down* Yah! Now I must found out what outfit it looks best with 4laugh *hugs Psiko* Thanks! You're the best!
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 4:21 am
The elevator doors opened and there stood Damien with a stack of filled four by four unit coffee holders. Damien, pulling a blue tooth out of his pocket put it into position in his ear and said into it. "Psiko, I got the coffee." Walking to a three wheeled vehicle, he sat in it; placing the coffee in next to him he spoke again. "The coffee will be in the conference room." He drove on knowing that Psiko heard him driving God knows how far a distance to the conference room, he stopped the vehicle. Bringing the coffee with him he into the conference room. Placing it on the table, he walked to the other room. opening the door to his office he sat down in his chair. Turning on the computer by pressing a series of lighted keys on the surface of his desk, an image projected into the middle of the air acting as his monitor.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 5:19 pm
*pokes her head out of a desk drawer, looking at the person in the office. She grabs a spork, arming herself should this person not be a friend, although in reality most people were an enemy at some point.*
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 10:30 pm
Queen Andais *pokes her head out of a desk drawer, looking at the person in the office. She grabs a spork, arming herself should this person not be a friend, although in reality most people were an enemy at some point.* Damien continued to type on the keyboard, his hands a blur. "Put the spork away and you get a cookie." Damien smiled, he had known she was in the drawer the whole time.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 12:33 pm
*cocks an eyebrow at him and has a "Who the ******** do you think you are" look on her face*
Uh Huh... and what makes you think I want a damn cookie? stare
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 8:10 pm
*pounces on DAmien* Cookie? Where? *pokes around at him looking for something* You. Energy drinks....WHERE ARE THEY????? gonk
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 12:47 pm
*smirks* Attack Skrae! I saw an energy drink in his front right pocket!
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 4:38 pm
*peers into his pockets* I dont see one though!!! *gnaws on his shoulder* CAFFEINE!!! NOOOOW!!!!!!! domokun
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 11:09 pm
Or perhaps it was in the other pocket...
*smirks* I think if you tear off all his clothes you can find it.
*leans back in her drawer and waits for the fun to start*
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