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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 8:39 am
*Takes your cape* I need this to put together my supervillian outfit.
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 8:46 am
I'm going trick-or-treating *takes your cauldron*
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:07 am
A lady can never have too many whips!!!*snatches ice whip*
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:19 am
Here, wolfie, wolfie! *hold out raw steak & lures the pup away*
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:18 pm
Gi ussta! Gi ussta!~ Aren't you ladies looking scandalous. *lifts his wrist to his chin and giggles*
I wouldn't want to completely ruin the set, so I guess I'll just takes the sunglasses *slides off the shades*
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:22 pm
*smirks at Ryzan* Alright elf! Hands up! *spins Ryzan around and begins frisking him* Are you carrying any illegal objects or substances? * looks suspiciously at Ryzans staff* Uh, huh...I'll be confiscating that sir. You don't have a permit for this, do you?
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:33 pm
eek gonk crying WHY DOES EVERYONE WANT MY DUCKY?!?!?! *swipes....swipes....dammit! Can't swipe anything from you that I don't already have! stressed *
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 12:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 1:00 pm
I'll take your shades, they're almost as cool as mine...almost
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 1:02 pm
Fine, then...*takes your shades* Even trade then! xd
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 1:08 pm
What? Well I'll take your hat cause i can't seem to find mine
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 1:09 pm
This outfit's a bit chilly....*takes your coat*
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 11:06 pm
I used to have a choker like that before Stargazer was locked out of Gaia. The ghost got nothing... *Slips her icy fingers up to katana's neck and undoes the clasp. As the choker falls from your neck, I slip it in my pocket then walk through you sending shivers up your spine.*
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