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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 12:06:07 GMT -5
Tyson: syringes?
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 12:27:52 GMT -5
Amber: *whispers* Needles Tyson, the things you get shots with. Rayne: Demented... *attempts to free QT but gets destracted by a certain singing kilate* Jargon: Freakses... Freakse-*strangle'd* ;
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 12:29:52 GMT -5
QT: *to Jargon: SHUT THE HELL UP! RAYNE! RAYNE! SAVE ME!*
Tyson: ooh...sure do that
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 12:36:04 GMT -5
Rayne: *busy strangling Jargon* Jargon: ALOTA!!! ;; Amber: Rayne... -_-; Put Jargon down. Rayne: He asked for it... Amber: ><; Put him down right now... and help QT. Dr.Oliver: That won't be necessary. =)
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 12:38:42 GMT -5
QT: O.O Rayne help me! And I'll give you anything!! You'll be able to strangle Jargon!
Tyson: Twitchy do you want to use the syrings or should I
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 12:44:34 GMT -5
Dr.Oliver: How about you. He's your character. =)
Rayne: >_>; *reluctantly puts down Jargon*
Jargon: Vrit Kitters! Helpses his majestys. *skips along again* Freakses... Freak-
Rayne: *kicks Jargon down a flight of stairs*
Jargon: @_@;
Amber: T_T; Don't hurt my favorite character.
Rayne: He's annoying.
Amber: Why do you think he's my favorite character? >_>;
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 12:49:08 GMT -5
Tyson: *gets a syring and dromictly appoaches QT*
QT: O.O
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 12:52:44 GMT -5
Rayne: I think Tyson and the doctor have gone insane. Why don't you leave QT alone. -_-;
Dr.Oliver: We're going to help him.
Rayne: He doesn't look like he wants help.
Dr.Oliver: Too bad. =) Stick him Tyson.
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 12:54:09 GMT -5
Tyson: where?
QT: O.O Rayne? Help?
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 13:04:06 GMT -5
Dr.Oliver: Anywhere! The arm. ><;
Rayne: *attempts taking the duct tape off and falls through a trap door*
Amber: o.o; Thats two of my characters that are out of comission. T_T
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 13:05:27 GMT -5
QT: noo...*all hope is gone*
Tyson: *sticks the syrings in QT's arm*
QT: X.X
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 13:09:40 GMT -5
Dr.Oliver: ^_^ Now then... answer my question QT. What comes to mind when I say 'kid'?
Rayne: *beating on the trap door* LET ME OUT!!!
Amber: T_T
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 13:10:45 GMT -5
QT: C-
Craven: *appears out of no where and hits Dr. Oliver on the head*
Tyson: ooh Craven. He has issues too
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Post by Oliver on Jun 19, 2006 13:18:01 GMT -5
Dr.Oliver: @_@; Ow?
Amber: What now Doc? >>;
Dr.Oliver: *rubs head* Umm. -_-;
Rayne: GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!!! >_<;
Dr.Oliver: Come to me my minions?...
*Little elves come out of no where, each with a ring*
Elf1: EARTH!
Elf2: FIRE!
Elf3: WIND!
Elf4: WATER!
Elf5: HEART!
Dr.Oliver: When your powers combine... I am Captain Councler!!!
Amber: What does fire, water, earth, air and heart have to do with councling?
Rayne: SHE'S A CRACK POT!!!!!! AAAARRRGGG!!!! *beats the trap door*
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Post by Tys on Jun 19, 2006 13:19:32 GMT -5
Craven: ...you need help...*starts to cut through the duct tape with his sword*
QT: @.@
Tyson: Captain Councler! They are escaping
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