Invert: *hangs Ning*

Rikku: that was uncerimonious...

Invert: yea...

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known to be: a member of the fokn, a b-unit minister, a game reveiwer.

it's like a sonic....rpg....forum....thing


Ligand Baby wrote:
She only wants my meat, is that so wrong?

ezekel said:
Of course not, with such fine meat that you have.

Few can beat that meat.

Sneaks up behind Invert, and puts the INCHWORM on her back.

Ning: Oh good! Now I don't need to stand upright, or even float! >reads dirty magazine whilst hanging gleefully from noose<

F.Trouble: Did you really think that was going to work Invert?

Unnoticed, Sai pulls out a large die with "107" stamped on one side.  (It will roll only once, come up on this side, then...)  She removes a price from a nearby item, puts it on the die, and then leaves the die on the shelf waiting for some unsuspecting customer to roll it. 

Invert: Nope, just wanted to try it *pulls the inchworm off and snatches the chick in prof's ava as he/she leaves*

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known to be: a member of the fokn, a b-unit minister, a game reveiwer.

it's like a sonic....rpg....forum....thing


Ligand Baby wrote:
She only wants my meat, is that so wrong?

ezekel said:
Of course not, with such fine meat that you have.

Few can beat that meat.

That ava IS Sai.  "You aren't going to be mean, are you?"  Sai smiles, looking somewhere between nervous and mischievous.  The inchworm manages to evade removal.

*the sound of dice rattling is heard as a gray-haired, gray-eyed man walks in* Oy! What do you think you're doing with my friend?

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It's not enough to succeed, others must fail.
What if there were no hypothetical questions?

He thinks he can just SNATCH me!  Humph!

I could of knocked you out, would that of been better?

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known to be: a member of the fokn, a b-unit minister, a game reveiwer.

it's like a sonic....rpg....forum....thing


Ligand Baby wrote:
She only wants my meat, is that so wrong?

ezekel said:
Of course not, with such fine meat that you have.

Few can beat that meat.

I suppose you were thinking you'd hit me over the head with your club, and then drag me off to your cave by my hair?  Not exactly the modern type, are we caveman?

Certainly sounds like she wasn't raised for this age. Let's try again. *grabs an age regression potion and tosses it at Invert*

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It's not enough to succeed, others must fail.
What if there were no hypothetical questions?

*Grabs potion in midair, destroys bottle*

>Not on my watch!"Dual weilds Needlers, fires in all directions*

How about them apples!?!?!?!?!

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Observation is not a prerequsent for existense.
(Just because you see something, doesn't mean it isn't there)

Crazy people everywhere I go. *generates an ice wall to shield self and crouches behind it* Why'd you do that!?

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It's not enough to succeed, others must fail.
What if there were no hypothetical questions?

"*Grabs potion in midair, destroys bottle*"

muffinlord:

*Grabs potion in midair, destroys bottle*

>Not on my watch!"Dual weilds Needlers, fires in all directions*

How about them apples!?!?!?!?!

Ning: How about them apples?! >lodges a freshly fired and armed rocket into Muffins mouth. Lowers bazooka< The only one in this store allowed to abuse the customers is the owner, me!!

F.Trouble: Such wonderful shopkeeper to customer policy, my my, it's almost as good as the manager to employee policy here.

CoS: Oh shush, you like your new boobs.

F.Trouble: LIES!! >points, blushing furiously<

F.Streak: Personally, they're throwing off my balance.. >wobbles unsteadily<