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 Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 9:12 pm
Denzel was leaning against the wall as Daniella was dragging Jareth around the corner. "Hey, Jareth, I thought we were gonna hit the Auto Show today? Don't tell me you forgot. Jorzek, NOW!" He said, just as a heavy dosage of Shuran Tranquilizer found its way into Daniella's system, via dart.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 1:07 pm
Hermisia had, after much, much effort managed to expell all of the sap and dirt from her hair, and she sat in her dorm trying to return it to some level of atrctiveness.
"It's nopt like it's my natural hair," She muttered to herself. "I swear this damn glimmer is harder to maintain than it was to create." She sighed and slammed her brush down on her counter. "So I'm stronger, but what am I supposed to do now?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 5:55 pm
"Denzel is she gonna be okay? If she is lets get to the Auto Show and see what mod parts they have for the nameless ride of wonder and destruction!"
He then nudged his PDA (Personal Digital Android) who was named SER-GEI.
"Show us the blue prints SER-GEI!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 11:21 am
Denzel chuckled. "Yeah, she'll be okay... in about 36 hours! To the auto show!" He said, hefting up a bag of parts.
Meanwhile, Geren was walking down the road towards school, his ears still ringing, when the sun was suddenly blotted out. He stood there for a moment letting his nightvision adjust. "Not that I mind... but what just did that?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 5:47 pm
"Lets go before she wakes up."
Jareth ran off and got a head start for the car show.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 3:51 pm
The next day, Geren arrived at school looking a little tussled... a couple of his students asked if anything was wrong, and he just continued with the lesson... some other teachers asked, he brushed them off. Then the headmaster asked, and he lied. He finally got a moment to himself in the lounge, and held his head. "Jeez... this is the last time I let Rana serve me the drinks at dinner... I don't even remember what happened..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:25 pm
Of course the next day a car that was almost like a tank pulled up with speakers blasting quite loudly.
"Its a shame we couldn't get transformable car that could go from sports car to lowrider to monster truck! Maybe next car show!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 12:19 pm
The next thing Jareth and Denzel knew, a sword plunged right through their car's sound system, followed by a second one piercing one piercing the glass, the tip stopping just before it would've hit Jareth's face.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 4:39 pm
"Do ya think Geren likes our new car? He just attacked us!"
Jareth turned down the stereo system and parked the car.
"He better like repairing it!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 6:35 pm
She was bored. Bored bored bored bored bored bored bored. Bored. Repairs on the school were no where near finished, and she had gone through all of her rainy-day stash of books and with little to no spending money was left quite without entertainment. The thought occured to her that she should have spent a little less time in school angsting in the corner and perhaps a bit more time making friends.
She sat under a big tree out in front of the school hoping something of someone interesting would happen by.
"Sooooo.... bored..." she muttered, balancing her imposibly large axe on one finger.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2005 4:46 pm
Jorzek Zaen, the Jherron equivalent of Tom Cruise in definition of appearance and appeal, was walking along the edge of the wall just behind the tree, his Norruges-Nogehd rifle at his shoulder, singing a sing-song type tune. "This is my rifle, this is my gun! This is for fighting, this is for fun!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 12:02 am
Fenix looked at Geren in shock that he would damage the car the two guys who pissed off the swiss built.
"You know I still dont know how they pissed off the Swiss..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 7:48 am
"They spat out their most famous cheese and told the entire country to go make a chocolate watch... then started making jokes about how swiss is the only kind of cheese you can try to eat and miss. And after that they pissed in their beer vats." Geren said, listing off the various offenses made against the neutral country, the lines under his eyes suggesting lack of sleep.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 11:21 am
Fenix nodded softly and offered Geren one of his extremely strong cappucinos. He was a coffee fanatic ever since a trip to italy. He looked at the list of countries that are angry at Jareth and Denzel.
"Canada because they insisting their bacon should be called ham. France because they knocked down the Eiffel tower. Russia because they knocked over the body of Vladamir Lenin. China because they said that Szeschuan was too mild. Geeze dont these guys ever stop?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:00 pm
Geren eyed the cappucino, then handed it right back. "Sorry. Caffiene and I don't get along."
A little later, Denzel would be in Phys. Ed. class, hacking blocks of wood and rows of bamboo in half. The teacher sighed. "No, that's not how you perform Tameshi-giri... you have to strike at an angle to reduce shock on the weapon and add leverage to the swing...
"Dude! I say if you can do something that looks tough, do it."
"IF you tried that on an opponent, it might work, but what if they're in armor? It would glance right off."
"... You doubt the power of my sword!?" Denzel said, raising his sword to strike at him. The teacher snapped his fingers and Denzel was suddenly strapped to the floor by metal spikes and covered in a layer of granite. "... okay, so maybe you have a little bit up on MY Earth elementa..."
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