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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2006 11:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2006 11:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 10:28 pm
She turned back to see Shannon, who gave a disgusted look at her dead shark in a jar. She took a deep breath, still clutching her black book with a death grip. She pulled up an old, gray chair on infront of her computer and sat on it. "Here, have a seat," she said to Shannon and pointed to a cushiony purple bowl-like chair. "Ok, we have to calm down...lets see what this thing says..." she mumbled to herself, even though she was apparently the only one still freaking out.
She opened the leather book to the first page, reading to herself except saying the important things out loud. "Lets see...Inzis...winged snakes...hatches and grows up...powers...tender love and care...blah blah blah..." she lifted her head from the book after reading the entire introduction, her expression was unfathomable. "Ok, from what I can barely understand is...that," she pointed to her egg, "has an "Inzi" in it. It hatches, grows up, has some sort of power, is one of a kind, and we need to take care of it...AND IT STILL CONFUSES ME TO HELL!" She groaned and sank out of her chair. She came up to poke her egg and stared at it, "Perhaps this is a reality show, and the whole event is from eating tainted cafeteria food..." she mummbled.
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