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Urran wrote:Yuri raised her head above water and sniffed a bit. "Red meat? Bleh!" she pretended to gag. "Wait..is that iguana?" she asked. "I can have reptile, it's white meat".


"Yea....Iguana...a little chicken...some fish, some bugs...is that steak I smell? I love it..."

She sipped on a fruit cocktail from her chair, and nibbled on a meat kebab.


"Bugs? Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie!" she said excitedly. She wanted some tarantula right about now. Bugs and fish were the protein staples in her country.
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Postby New Aksarben » Mon Aug 05, 2013 9:51 pm

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New Aksarben wrote:"I cannot disagree with that sentiment." Octavian said with a wild grin as he continued to dance. "Where did you get the idea for the kittens, by the way? They are very strange and cute......"


"It's just a reoccurring joke of this time," answered Giovenith, clapping a bit to the rhythm. "Of a little cat with a poptart to a body who flies through space, leaving a rainbow behind him everywhere he goes. He always flies to this song."

She snapped her fingers, and thus, the Nyancat song started playing.

Octavian listened for a while, and then laughed. "This song is a bit annoying, but incredibly catchy!" He randomly decided to start singing 'Nyan' along with it to the best of his ability. He wasn't quite sure why he wanted to do this, but he decided it would be fun and silly, and in the spirit of this carnival.
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Postby Torsiedellious and Sturmovosk » Mon Aug 05, 2013 9:53 pm

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Torsiedellious and Sturmovosk wrote:Torii imagined a floating recliner, with a cupholder, and laid back as she floated about the small beach. Hotel California switched to "Caribbean Breeze" music, and Torii's swimsuit became a Latin-inspired two piece. A slight breeze picked up, carrying the scent of grilled meats, even some iguana, on a grill nearby.



"Excellent!"

Katya grinned, and near the small beach, a tiny, medieval-style Spanish tower appeared. She walked towards it, and waved for Dora to follow. At the top sat a white table with fancy chairs, and a bottle of red wine.


"Stellar music," Dora drawled, relaxing a bit. Her gray eyes gleamed as she strolled along behind Katya. "Beautiful architecture, too."



"Indeed...it is."

She walked up the steps and took a seat, grabbing the bottle and pouring some wine for the two.

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"Yea....Iguana...a little chicken...some fish, some bugs...is that steak I smell? I love it..."

She sipped on a fruit cocktail from her chair, and nibbled on a meat kebab.


"Bugs? Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie!" she said excitedly. She wanted some tarantula right about now. Bugs and fish were the protein staples in her country.


Torii giggled as the woman grabbed for for. She finished her kebab and imagined the spit into a bottle rocket, which flew off into the air.
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Postby Urran » Mon Aug 05, 2013 9:57 pm

Yuri imagined a cabob with roasted squid, tarantula, leeks, onions, and tuna. She dove in, getting bits of spider all over her face. "I've always wanted to just wolf something down. It's against our culture but it sure is fun!"
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Postby Swith Witherward » Mon Aug 05, 2013 9:59 pm

Germanic Templars wrote:"Aw.. Well okay. I still am going to win it."

--

"Phew, that's good." As they were reaching the top of the wheel, he took a look around the park below him. He gave a sigh of contentment over the feeling of being human again and not having much responsibilities of that of being a death or an archangel.

Swith nodded eagerly and stood ready to carry the prize. She grinned in anticipation.

--

Xanthe sighed as well, mainly because everything seemed so perfect and serene.

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Postby Giovenith » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:01 pm

New Aksarben wrote:
Giovenith wrote:
"It's just a reoccurring joke of this time," answered Giovenith, clapping a bit to the rhythm. "Of a little cat with a poptart to a body who flies through space, leaving a rainbow behind him everywhere he goes. He always flies to this song."

She snapped her fingers, and thus, the Nyancat song started playing.

Octavian listened for a while, and then laughed. "This song is a bit annoying, but incredibly catchy!" He randomly decided to start singing 'Nyan' along with it to the best of his ability. He wasn't quite sure why he wanted to do this, but he decided it would be fun and silly, and in the spirit of this carnival.


"Super juice?" she offered, handing him a glass. "It makes you craaaaaaaaaazy." It was blue.
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Postby Tiltjuice » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:03 pm

The BranRiech wrote:"I've stormed a few castles in my lifetime, but that was the first one with sheep and foam!" Kei shouted over the din of the stampede, and fashioned a sword from some of the foam falling around them, she tossed it at Tasia lightheartedly.


Tasia caught it and began fencing with a crowd of ninja knights that had come out of nowhere.

"Sheep and foam. They make everything better, don't they?" she replied, with an exulting laugh.

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Postby New Aksarben » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:05 pm

Giovenith wrote:
New Aksarben wrote:Octavian listened for a while, and then laughed. "This song is a bit annoying, but incredibly catchy!" He randomly decided to start singing 'Nyan' along with it to the best of his ability. He wasn't quite sure why he wanted to do this, but he decided it would be fun and silly, and in the spirit of this carnival.


"Super juice?" she offered, handing him a glass. "It makes you craaaaaaaaaazy." It was blue.

"What is this?" Octavian asked, taking it in his hands. He looked at it closely, and sniffed the drink. "Hmm.... it looks like this thing called Kool-aid I heard of...."
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Postby The BranRiech » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:05 pm

"But of course, only thing that would be better are explosions!" Kei shouted heroically.

In an attempt to channel her inner Michael Bay, Kei summoned forth the best special effects she could imagine, large explosions rocking what was left of the castle, but not affecting the sheep or it's riders. It certainly did look cool though. Kei figured the only thing missing was giant robots, but we won't go there, yet . . .

"Giant robot sheep with a foam ball launcher that explodes?" She suggested aloud.

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Postby Cerillium » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:06 pm

Germanic Templars wrote:Barox gave a strong nervous laugh before sighing with a smile. "Sure."

"You'll be fine," she assured him.

They ended up in the very first row of the very first car. It gave a spectacular view but it was still nothing in front but track. Wren laughed nervously in turn as the bar lowered and locked them into place. She turned her eyes to him with an expression that seemed to convey that this maybe wasn't the brightest idea she'd had.

And then the thing launched and there wasn't any time for asking to be let out.
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Postby Tiltjuice » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:07 pm

The BranRiech wrote:"But of course, only thing that would be better are explosions!" Kei shouted heroically.

In an attempt to channel her inner Michael Bay, Kei summoned forth the best special effects she could imagine, large explosions rocking what was left of the castle, but not affecting the sheep or it's riders. It certainly did look cool though. Kei figured the only thing missing was giant robots, but we won't go there, yet . . .

"Giant robot sheep with a foam ball launcher that explodes?" She suggested aloud.


"Yes please! With cherries on top!" Tasia called back, beginning to cackle slightly. She 'surfed' the Styrofoam as it flexed back and forth with the waves of the explosion, falling backward once.

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Postby Germanic Templars » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:07 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
Germanic Templars wrote:"Aw.. Well okay. I still am going to win it."

--

"Phew, that's good." As they were reaching the top of the wheel, he took a look around the park below him. He gave a sigh of contentment over the feeling of being human again and not having much responsibilities of that of being a death or an archangel.

Swith nodded eagerly and stood ready to carry the prize. She grinned in anticipation.

--

Xanthe sighed as well, mainly because everything seemed so perfect and serene.

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Thriller listened to the instructions on how to play and began to play. Minutes later he was carrying the fluffy gorilla. "Am I good or what?" He asked Swith.

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Lucius gave a look back at Xanthe and smiled warm heartily.

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Postby Giovenith » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:08 pm

New Aksarben wrote:
Giovenith wrote:
"Super juice?" she offered, handing him a glass. "It makes you craaaaaaaaaazy." It was blue.

"What is this?" Octavian asked, taking it in his hands. He looked at it closely, and sniffed the drink. "Hmm.... it looks like this thing called Kool-aid I heard of...."


"It is!" said Giovenith, nodding. "And don't worry about the saying, 'don't drink the Kool-Aid,' it's all cool. I'm not some crazy Supreme Cult-Leader, so it's obviously not poisonous!" Giovenith couldn't help but giggle at such a silly notion of her being a cult master.
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Postby The BranRiech » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:10 pm

"Baaa!" A large and mechanical voice sounded deep from within a convenient pile of foam. Kei was nowhere to be seen anymore after hearing Tasia's request.

Suddenly, the pile exploded outwards and there it was, exactly what Kei had dreampt up, with Tasia's request as well. It was huge, it was mechanical, it was fuzzy, and it had weaponry galore. It was . . .

. . . ROBOSHEEP!

Or, it was simply Kei who wished herself into Robosheep, either way, still, there was a sheep, a giant, robotic one, standing there where the might foam castle once stood.

"Sup' Tasia."

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Postby Tiltjuice » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:12 pm

The BranRiech wrote:"Baaa!" A large and mechanical voice sounded deep from within a convenient pile of foam. Kei was nowhere to be seen anymore after hearing Tasia's request.

Suddenly, the pile exploded outwards and there it was, exactly what Kei had dreampt up, with Tasia's request as well. It was huge, it was mechanical, it was fuzzy, and it had weaponry galore. It was . . .

. . . ROBOSHEEP!

Or, it was simply Kei who wished herself into Robosheep, either way, still, there was a sheep, a giant, robotic one, standing there where the might foam castle once stood.

"Sup' Tasia."


"That brings a whole new definition of riding," Tasia said to herself. She climbed up Kei's leg and onto her back anyway.

"Where to now?"

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Postby Swith Witherward » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:12 pm

One could assume that the dimension had grown accustomed to the depraved, twisted debauchery of dubious morality that occurred with regularity in the tiny spec of land known as Bielefeld. One could also assume that these events sprung up from nowhere and with no catalyst other than the whims of the population. Yes, one could assume this - they would be mistaken. None of this could be blamed on the Carnival however. It had long since departed.

The party had once again spread out of the building and into the city itself, which took on an air of Mardi Gras crossed with a truly iniquitous spring break. The drunken revelry grew in intensity like a pustulent boil blighting the otherwise flawless night until it seemed that it could no longer be contained by the confines of reason, sanity and the space-time continuum itself. It quavered on the edge and strove to expand just a little bit further but, failing to have room to wiggle in, it exploded into messy logic. The catalyst motivating the participants suddenly dropped from the revelers like water from a bucket. And so, all over town, people came to their senses and realized they were doing some pretty wild (or horrid or downright naughty) things…

The majority of madness had taken place at the corner of Subabsurdus and Main. Bodies littered the lawn, passed out drunk. Party streamers graced the entire town, apparently shot out of a streamer cannon from the Building’s roof. Many of the windows on the building’s lower floors were broken. Loudspeakers blared music into the night on the tail-end of a 10-hour loop. But that was just the tip of the iceberg…

The walls of the lobby were covered in writing and symbols, the insane ramblings of a mad man about some entity called "Zalgo". There was a slip and slide on the stairs from the third floor to ground. The inside of the elevator car had been filled to the brim with ping pong balls. Near the side of the building was a smoldering cthulhu carcass semi-dug up from the ground in mimicry of a Hawaiian pig roast. Carved up slices of meat on plates, banana leaves, poi, etc., rested on a table nearyby. A full-scale pirate ship had been dropped onto the front lawn and a cloud of bats swarmed the rigging and littered the lawn with glow-in-the-dark green droppings. A waterfall of pure cocaine fell down the side of the building and disappeared into a kiddie pool on the ground.

Ray had been floating upside-down for several moments, chanting that he had forgotten to pay the gravity bill in the room. Hans floated nearby and complained about the unpaid bill.

Albert, carrying a huge tub of cream cheese in one hand and some lox in the other, was running around after Jacob, who was screaming threats to destroy the world with a flaming bagel. Kei and Yuri chased after both, holding walruses aloft and demanding “equal representation”.

Gio was petting a bat. Turtleboss ran around the grass nearby chasing fireflies; they continued to glow even after being sucked inside of him.

Barox and Wren were the last two tech-priests still conscious on the front lawn; their companions had all passed and were being carried back home by mechanical spiders. The pair were locked in a passionate kiss.

Dora and Chrys, both blindfolded, were on a dangerously weaving Segway. Tasia was strolling ahead of them banging two copper pot lids together and instructing everyone to bring out their dead. Oddly enough, townspeople were complying and dropping their inebriated friends on front lawns.

Neil and Gretta found themselves handcuffed in an Apollo Lunar Module that was tied to hundreds of balloons. Naomi was stuffing more streamers into the barrel of a cannon as Ceril once again took aim at them.

Sapphire and Ogoti were on the front lawn surrounded by thousands of plushy microbes. They were flat on their backs and moving their legs and feet to make Microbe Angels. Octavian was running away with an armful, laughing derisively and vowing to “Contain the Un-Containable”.

NVE had accidentally created a 10 foot tall tabby kitten and it was on the loose, he and Nevvie tried to get its attention by throwing cheeseburgers in front of it. Blossom was running for her life from the kitten.

Aegis was shambling awkwardly around reciting every line from the Dark Knight trilogy; Primordial had a trio of dead bodies at his feet and was using their blood to paint some very unusual symbols on the walls, while insidious was staring in a mirror trying to use her loci to control her own mind.

Arthur ran around the airport in a straightjacket covered in old blood, attempting to hail a taxi. The airport security was fairly busy owing to someone coating all the airplanes at the terminal in orange marmalade.

The sisters found themselves at the pool, either drunk, high, or sent into a craze by some other force. Katya was in a bikini, walking about with two pitchers of beer, while Torii was underwater, pretending to be a monster with a tiny lego city. Tieria was duct taped to the building behind them.

Drova and Yuna, with scarves tied around their delicate ears to block out sound, were riding a gigantic Boston crème donut down the stairway slip and slide. They were followed by Lucius and Xanthe riding a slab of angel food cake.

Dimitrus was relaxed for once, wearing a casual uniform, and stargazing with her sister… while Pete and Thomas stood on the deck of the pirate ship and aimed a banana crème pie cannon at them.

Dab, finally returned from wherever he’d been hiding, was dancing on random things in a pink frilly dress. He was followed around by the paparazzi clutching old-fashioned cameras.

Volturius, wearing nothing but the skinned hides of his victims like a gory kilt, was crouched on the ledge of the building and gnawing on the remains of [REDACTED]. Tipper squatted nearby forecasting the future with their entrails and bones. She’d painted his body with bloody glyphs which had dried to a brownish hue.

Aleki and Natiya, dressed like Flamenco dancers, were ice skating around the lobby in a “couple’s competition”. (They got three ten’s from drunken nuns but the fat friar gave them a two.)"

Fortu danced the Twist with Monique to the song "You Never Can Tell" in the dining room upon the table.

Klaus was at the base of the cocaine waterfall. He looked like a powdered sugar-coated rat and was screaming insanities in Swahili while Minerva and Will attempted to pull him out.

Bran and Rylli were dressed in full BranRiech military dress uniforms and dangled from the top branches of a tree where they’d crashed a replica of the Wright Flyer, the craft brought down by a volley of streamers from the roof. Sig was running around the base of the tree and screaming at them to release Astrild from his bonds.

Meanwhile, on the pirate ship, Swith was nimbly perched in Thriller's lap. He was wearing a pirate outfit and sat in an old wooden chair next to Bones. He was tipped backward with his massive boots propped on a ship’s rail. Both were drinking Gliese wine from tankards attached to their waists with chains, and she was singing a song to him that (less than a year ago) she thought she’d never sing to anyone again.


She ran her hand through her hair after she was finished and looked towards her nefarious companion. "Well, Mr. Bones, looks like another fine Zalgofest." She raised her tankard to toast him as the skies began to lighten.

Bones didn’t reply. He was a plywood cutout. Two succubi pulled on strings to raise his articulated arm and painted flagon in toast back to her. The real Bones was… elsewhere.
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Postby Torsiedellious and Sturmovosk » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:24 pm

"This...has been a nice night, huh, Tora?", Katya muttered. She spilt some beer on herself, and laughed.

Torii responded with a gurgled response. She pretended to be Cthulu, and tore a skyscraper apart.

"Well...I wodner where Dora is...WOD-NER, hehehehe.", she giggled, still a little drunk. "Yea...she's very hot...for a woman. Only one I'd go with...I'm not a lesbian..."

Torii couldn't hear her sister. She was uprooting a lego tree with kids in it. She laughed maniacally, sending bubbles to the surface. That would reached those damn orphans. Maybe she should destroy the orphanage...

Katya tossed back some beer, once again spilling a little on herself. She didn't care. It was a happy night. Even Dimitrus was off somewhere, enjoying herself!
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Postby Urran » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:28 pm

Yuri jumped at Jacob with her hulk of walrus. "Get back here you tramp!" she yelled and grabbed the walrus like a bat to swing at the boy's head.


Tieria looked around from where he was duck taped to a building. 'Curious" he said to himself before giggling. 'Imma statue!" he laughed and put on a straight face, pretending to be made of stone (lego?)
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Postby Giovenith » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:29 pm

"Pet the bat, pet the bat, pet the bat..." hummed Giovenith, stroking the head of the fruit bat lovingly. "I shall call you Stellaluna, and we shall be together al-"

It bit her.

"OW!" Giovenith let go of the bat to hold her cheek, and it nimbly flew away into the night. "You ingrate! And here I raised with my own sweat, blood, and tears!" she called after the bat, shaking her fist.
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Postby New Aksarben » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:33 pm

Jacob and Albert continued to chase each other, Jacob waving the flaming bagel everywhere. "I SHALL CONQUER THIS WORLD WITH THIS BAGEL OF EPICNESS!" He shouted, randomly jumping up a foot or two. Then his hand got burned, he shouted "OUCH!" and dropped the bagel. He somehow managed to dodge the walrus, as he ducked down to pick the still flaming bagel up.

Albert, still running after his brother, shouted. "Serves you right for trying to conquer the world!" He threw the lox at the bagel, along with some cream cheese. "There! Now the bagel is complete!" Jacob then picked the bagel back up and proceeded to continue his running around shouting random threats.




Octavian ran around carrying the plushy microbes, effectively running in a circle as he laughed manically and continued his chanting of "CONTAINING THE UNCONTAINABLE!" He wasn't sure what he was doing, but could not say he wasn't having fun.
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Postby Cerillium » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:34 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:Ray had been floating upside-down for several moments, chanting that he had forgotten to pay the gravity bill in the room. Hans floated nearby and complained about the unpaid bill.

Barox and Wren were the last two tech-priests still conscious on the front lawn; their companions had all passed and were being carried back home by mechanical spiders. The pair were locked in a passionate kiss.

Neil and Gretta found themselves handcuffed in an Apollo Lunar Module that was tied to hundreds of balloons. Naomi was stuffing more streamers into the barrel of a cannon as Ceril once again took aim at them.

Sapphire and Ogoti were on the front lawn surrounded by thousands of plushy microbes. They were flat on their backs and moving their legs and feet to make Microbe Angels. Octavian was running away with an armful, laughing derisively and vowing to “Contain the Un-Containable”.

Dimitrus was relaxed for once, wearing a casual uniform, and stargazing with her sister… while Pete and Thomas stood on the deck of the pirate ship and aimed a banana crème pie cannon at them.

Klaus was at the base of the cocaine waterfall. He looked like a powdered sugar-coated rat and was screaming insanities in Swahili while Minerva and Will attempted to pull him out.

Hans landed on his ass and rolled up into a ball like a roly poly. He rolled away from Ray while laughing like a maniac.

Meanwhile, Wren's eyes opened and she blushed intensely as she realized she was kissing Barox.

And Ceril shrugged. The Raptors were in his scope. He had a cannon. It had streamer bombs. He fired.

Ogoti watched the streamer bomb hurtle into the night. He snorted. "Get 'em! Get 'em!" He sighed and turned his head to look at his honorary niece, Sapphire. "Where did all these stuffed things come from?"

Twenty of Klaus' men stepped from the shadows and stood beside Pete and Thomas. They hefted massive sling shots. They drew back and loaded water balloons and fired them at Dimitrus.

"Aggggh! Get me out!" Klaus screamed at Minerva. He felt the powder seeping into the mucous membranes of his mouth and nose.
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Postby Tiltjuice » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:35 pm

Tasia hefted a random townsperson and sat him down on her shoulders. He made a nice bonnet, she thought, as she tucked his arms under her chin.

Dora and Chrys, meanwhile, rode their Segway blindly into the lobby, where it began to levitate.

"I don't think we're in Bielefeld anymore, Dora-thy," Chrys cracked, falling all over Dora laughing.

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Left-Leaning College State

Postby Primordial Luxa » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:35 pm

Aegis was in the lobby and he was just getting to the good part of the Dark Knight. He was murmuring under his breath “You know. I don't want there to be any hard feelings between us, Harvey. When you and, uh... Rachel! Rachel were being abducted. I was sitting in Gordon's cage. Now, *I* didn't rig those charges. Your men. Your plan. Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just... *do* things.” He was in the apartment lobby along with a group of 23 other people all of whom were terrified and huddled in the corner as Aegis walked around drunkenly waving a gun. Already the bodies of 5 people lay on the ground, killed when they tried to leave the building.

Primordial was gave a sudden lurch as his hang over wore off and looked around the office he was in, it looked familiar but he couldn’t place his finger on it. It was then that he noticed the blood on his hands which he briefly sampled noticing immediately that it belonged to three separate people and he swiftly found them with their necks cut open and pour blood on his shoes. This angered him momentarily but another look at the uniforms they were wearing and the office he was in and it suddenly hit him. He was in the mayor’s office. He quickly moved towards the door, stopping to send a group of nanites thorugh the camera in the office to destroy the video tapes before leaving.

Insidious was in the downtown park looking into the fountain and at her reflection. She had gone over the edge much more this time than usual and was now trying to invade and control her own mind. It was a dangerous affair as the Loci in her eyes was reflecting off the water with a strange precision all around the park. This caused every person who entered the park to lose control of their body suffering a major and very violent seizure while Insidious fight against a constantly building stream of mind shredding magic.
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Postby Urran » Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:36 pm

New Aksarben wrote:Jacob and Albert continued to chase each other, Jacob waving the flaming bagel everywhere. "I SHALL CONQUER THIS WORLD WITH THIS BAGEL OF EPICNESS!" He shouted, randomly jumping up a foot or two. Then his hand got burned, he shouted "OUCH!" and dropped the bagel.

Albert, still running after his brother, shouted. "Serves you right for trying to conquer the world!" He threw the lox at the bagel, along with some cream cheese. "There! Now the bagel is complete!"




Octavian ran around carrying the plushy microbes, effectively running in a circle as he laughed manically and continued his chanting of "CONTAINING THE UNCONTAINABLE!" He wasn't sure what he was doing, but could not say he wasn't having fun.


"I DEMAND MY RIGHTS!" she yelled and started waving the walrus around like it was a sword. "I will smite thee! right after I change into some more western clothes." she came back wearing a kilt. "Much better" he caughed and then got back to swinging her walrus of doom.


Tieria began singging like an idiot. 'Imma wall! a walla walla wall!"
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