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 Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 4:05 pm
You follow the steps into a dark, chilly place. The floors are grey and dirty. Advertisements line the walls. You can hear a mysterious noise in the distance. Following the noise, you bump into a machine. "Ticket?" a lady in a dark blue suit. Ticket? 'Wait, where AM I?" you ask. The lady looks at you,smiles, and says, "Welcome to the Kitter Kat train station. I'm Deborah." she reaches her hand toward you, and you reach out your hand, thinking she wants to shake it. But, instead, you take a ticket. You insert it through the machine and you walk through.
You can go anywhere on the RP list.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:07 pm
Tristan entered swiftly, his charming smile still posted on his face. "Hello?" he called out. His head darted from side to side, seemingly looking for a certain someone.
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((OOC: I think we need to scale the picture to a smaller size, it's rather big and stretching the forum. smile ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:11 pm
Sky walked down the steps, and she saw a male kitter she recognized from a week ago. 'Hello!" she called out, racing down the steps.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:15 pm
Tristan whipped around facing Sky. "Hey there." he welcomed. He started walking towards her to meet her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:25 pm
Sky fast-walked over to the gate, pulling out a ticket. " I have to get to my house real quick, I have cookies in the oven and I need to take them out!" she looked at him as she proceeded to the other side of the gate. "You can come too, if you want..... I need some company every now and then, because Fishes is ALWAYS out shopping."
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:32 pm
Tristan laughed and resumed smiling. He ran over to get a ticket and join Sky. "Jez is always shopping too, she never seems to keep the items though." he sighed. "What kind of cookies?" Tristan asked, trying to be sly about it.
[4]
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:39 pm
"Peanut butter chocolate chip." she smiled. "Homemade from my very own dough." She sat down on a bench to wait for her train. She scanned the arrival chart. "TRAIN A5- ARRIVING IN 5 MINUTES"
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:43 pm
He just stared at her, his stomach growled. Tristan coughed, trying to cover up the sound. "Sounds delicious. So... you enjoy baking?" he asked, following her gaze towards the sign.
[4]
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 1:54 pm
"Ooooohhhh yeah." she said. " I make the best pastries, cakes, pies, brownies, cookies, you name it! I have loads of leftovers because me and Fishes can't eat everything ourselves. I just can't wait to find that somebody, and have kittlings bounding all over the household.."
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 2:40 pm
Tristan zoned out, just listening to Sky's every word. He nodded, still spacey. "I'd like to have kittlings of my own... little Tristan Jr. following me, teach him how to fish-." he snapped out of it and stared blankly at Sky. "I mean... yeah, chick things... where's the train?" he tried to cover up his feelings of having a family to maintain his "masculine" appearance.
[6]
((OOC: Sorry, Gaia was messing up for me. Couldn't see the pages. crying ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 2:58 pm
"Yea..." suddenly, she saw lights coming from the tunnel and a train pulled up, and slowly stopped. "Finally!" she exclaimed, hopping onto the train.
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[the same thing happened to me]
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 4:06 pm
Tristan's eyes enlarged and he cautiously approached the monsterous machine. "I've never seen anything quite like this before." his voice full of wonder.
[2]
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 4:15 pm
Sky examined the strange machine. She felt it, and looked around. "Everythings going by so fast outside!"
[3]
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 5:28 pm
Tristan leaped up onto a seat and peered out the window. "You're right! This is MUCH more effective than running." he chuckled.[3] Last Post Counted~
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