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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:34 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"I've only been alive for a couple months. I hear there is a Christmas party happening. I've never celebrated Christmas before." Fortu said.

"That would be ideal," Monique smiled. "Peace on earth and so on!"

"Yeah, but who is that fat guy in the red suid that stalks children?" Fortu asked.

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Postby Giovenith » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:34 pm

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Finally, they came to the beach.

"Would you like details?" asked Giovenith, not really clarifying what she meant.


"Details? on what?"


"My secret," she whispered a bit. "Well, if I told yo the first part, I may as well tell you the rest."
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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:35 pm

Tiltjuice wrote:"Am I...?" She could have been referring to any number of things, so I waited, exchanging glares with the rabbit. My coworkers were going to laugh themselves sick about this if they ever heard, I just knew it.


"This is . . . I don't even know."

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Postby Dabfia » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:36 pm

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Dabfia wrote:
"Details? on what?"


"My secret," she whispered a bit. "Well, if I told yo the first part, I may as well tell you the rest."

"Oh." She said.
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Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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Postby Giovenith » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:38 pm

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"My secret," she whispered a bit. "Well, if I told yo the first part, I may as well tell you the rest."

"Oh." She said.


Giovenith looked around, sniffed a bit, trying to make sure there was an unlikely chance of anyone listening in... at least nobody listening who would care. She then turned back to Malu and asked, "You know of the war, correct?"
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Postby Tiltjuice » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:39 pm

The BranRiech wrote:
Tiltjuice wrote:"Am I...?" She could have been referring to any number of things, so I waited, exchanging glares with the rabbit. My coworkers were going to laugh themselves sick about this if they ever heard, I just knew it.


"This is . . . I don't even know."


I waited some more, hopping from foot to foot. I didn't want to push her, but I was still...hot-blooded.

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Postby Dabfia » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:40 pm

Giovenith wrote:
Dabfia wrote:"Oh." She said.


Giovenith looked around, sniffed a bit, trying to make sure there was an unlikely chance of anyone listening in... at least nobody listening who would care. She then turned back to Malu and asked, "You know of the war, correct?"

She nods.
Behold! this is still a signature
Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:41 pm

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Where are my manners, my name is Atomic Robo Tesla, but you can just call me Robo. And you are?" Robo asked and looked at the radar blips. "The are going in opposite directions. Why?" Robo said to himself and looked at the readouts.


"One to each Pole, obviously." He said before suddenly remembering formalities. "Branson Nikanor, just call me Bran."

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Postby Swith Witherward » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:42 pm

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Yeah, but who is that fat guy in the red suid that stalks children?" Fortu asked.

Monique blew a raspberry at Fortu. "Scrooge! He doesn't stalk them... he brings them gifts or coal. I suppose we'll get coal this year."


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Swith looked up and smiled at the figure walking down the beach. "Hello Thriller. Nice kilt."
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Postby Giovenith » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:44 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Giovenith wrote:
Giovenith looked around, sniffed a bit, trying to make sure there was an unlikely chance of anyone listening in... at least nobody listening who would care. She then turned back to Malu and asked, "You know of the war, correct?"

She nods.


"Well, there is one among us that is with them," she said. "I have been warned by certain intelligence, by from what I've observed, I do not believe that they are aware of what their kindred is doing. This leads me to assume that even on the opposite side, things are more... complex. There are some members of their pantheon, or pantheons, that are not part of this."
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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:46 pm

The BranRiech wrote:
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Where are my manners, my name is Atomic Robo Tesla, but you can just call me Robo. And you are?" Robo asked and looked at the radar blips. "The are going in opposite directions. Why?" Robo said to himself and looked at the readouts.


"One to each Pole, obviously." He said before suddenly remembering formalities. "Branson Nikanor, just call me Bran."

"What? How do you know?" Robo asked. He looked at the readouts. "Okay this one is a bomber plane similar to this one and it is going south. And, What the hell? A submarine? How is the plane detecting that?" Robo said.

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Postby Dabfia » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:46 pm

Giovenith wrote:
Dabfia wrote:She nods.


"Well, there is one among us that is with them," she said. "I have been warned by certain intelligence, by from what I've observed, I do not believe that they are aware of what their kindred is doing. This leads me to assume that even on the opposite side, things are more... complex. There are some members of their pantheon, or pantheons, that are not part of this."

"I see." She says.
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Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
Grandpa: Germanic Templars

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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:48 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Yeah, but who is that fat guy in the red suid that stalks children?" Fortu asked.

Monique blew a raspberry at Fortu. "Scrooge! He doesn't stalk them... he brings them gifts or coal. I suppose we'll get coal this year."

"Why does Scrooge bring gifts or coal? And why are we getting coal? How does he decide such things?" Fortu asked confused.

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Postby Giovenith » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:50 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Giovenith wrote:
"Well, there is one among us that is with them," she said. "I have been warned by certain intelligence, by from what I've observed, I do not believe that they are aware of what their kindred is doing. This leads me to assume that even on the opposite side, things are more... complex. There are some members of their pantheon, or pantheons, that are not part of this."

"I see." She says.


"Now mind you, I am not exactly who it is," she said. "I have only looked at collective behavior. But I do not want to start a witch hunt."
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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:50 pm

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"What? How do you know?" Robo asked. He looked at the readouts. "Okay this one is a bomber plane similar to this one and it is going south. And, What the hell? A submarine? How is the plane detecting that?" Robo said.


"We're going for the bomber first, they loaded some converted nukes into them and are planning on melting the Ice."

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Postby Dabfia » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:53 pm

Giovenith wrote:
Dabfia wrote:"I see." She says.


"Now mind you, I am not exactly who it is," she said. "I have only looked at collective behavior. But I do not want to start a witch hunt."

"Ok." She says.
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Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:54 pm

Bran shouted from the cockpit down to their sleepy pasenger. "Get up you idiot! I need you on the nose turret in case they send anything after us!"

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Postby Giovenith » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:55 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Giovenith wrote:
"Now mind you, I am not exactly who it is," she said. "I have only looked at collective behavior. But I do not want to start a witch hunt."

"Ok." She says.


"Thank you," she nodded.
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Postby Dabfia » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:55 pm

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Dabfia wrote:"Ok." She says.


"Thank you," she nodded.

"Your welcome." She said.
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Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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Postby Swith Witherward » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:57 pm

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:
Swith Witherward wrote:Monique blew a raspberry at Fortu. "Scrooge! He doesn't stalk them... he brings them gifts or coal. I suppose we'll get coal this year."

"Why does Scrooge bring gifts or coal? And why are we getting coal? How does he decide such things?" Fortu asked confused.

"But you're serious!" Monique smiled, realizing he didn't actually know.

"Saint Nick... Santa Claus... Kris Kringle. He's a mythical figure, patterned off a saint, who embodies the spirit of giving at Christmastime. It started in Europe, I suppose." She wrapped him in a hug and said, "Listen..."

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"


"It's an old poem, but it sums him up pretty well, I think. And don't get any crazy ideas of taking over his racket, because he's too sacred to too many people to be messing with his legend... plus nobody would believe Velociraptors would drive sleighs better than they drive cars." She laughed and kissed Fortu's cheek. "Anyway, he brings toys to good children, but leaves coal for bad children."
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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:58 pm

The BranRiech wrote:
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"What? How do you know?" Robo asked. He looked at the readouts. "Okay this one is a bomber plane similar to this one and it is going south. And, What the hell? A submarine? How is the plane detecting that?" Robo said.


"We're going for the bomber first, they loaded some converted nukes into them and are planning on melting the Ice."

"If they melt Antartica, the sea leval will rise two-hundred feet, millions will die and lose their homes. If they melt the North Pole...nothing will change all that ice is floating. But if they hid Greenland, thats another twenty feet." Robo calculated.

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Postby Giovenith » Sun Dec 23, 2012 8:59 pm

Dabfia wrote:
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"Thank you," she nodded.

"Your welcome." She said.


She nodded and hugged her.
⟡ and in time, and in time, we will all be stars ⟡

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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Sun Dec 23, 2012 9:00 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Why does Scrooge bring gifts or coal? And why are we getting coal? How does he decide such things?" Fortu asked confused.

"But you're serious!" Monique smiled, realizing he didn't actually know.

"Saint Nick... Santa Claus... Kris Kringle. He's a mythical figure, patterned off a saint, who embodies the spirit of giving at Christmastime. It started in Europe, I suppose." She wrapped him in a hug and said, "Listen..."

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONDER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"


"It's an old poem, but it sums him up pretty well, I think. And don't get any crazy ideas of taking over his racket, because he's too sacred to too many people to be messing with his legend... plus nobody would believe Velociraptors would drive sleighs better than they drive cars." She laughed and kissed Fortu's cheek. "Anyway, he brings toys to good children, but leaves coal for bad children."

"So we get coal because we were bad?" Fortu asked.

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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Dec 23, 2012 9:01 pm

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"If they melt Antartica, the sea leval will rise two-hundred feet, millions will die and lose their homes. If they melt the North Pole...nothing will change all that ice is floating. But if they hid Greenland, thats another twenty feet." Robo calculated.


"Yeah, and we're the only ones in their way . . ." bran said, realizing the severity of the situation. The other bomber was now in visual range and closing fast, Bran set the bomber's auto pilot on an intercept course and jumped down into the nose turret, prepared to fire on them once close . . .

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Postby Dabfia » Sun Dec 23, 2012 9:03 pm

Giovenith wrote:
Dabfia wrote:"Your welcome." She said.


She nodded and hugged her.

Malu smiles.

"Malu we have a problem..." A voice said from the bushes.
Behold! this is still a signature
Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
Grandpa: Germanic Templars

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