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Post by BradyforgotTologIn on Aug 12, 2004 0:59:29 GMT -5
I bet we could pick one up used for cheap. I was thinking moreover the lines of a Honda Redcord. Probably white. What do you think?
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Post by Kaschei on Aug 12, 2004 1:01:01 GMT -5
Kaschei prepares the spell known as Chromatic Orb, but holds off.
He can not harm his friend Machiavelli so easily. The dragon is his only friend.
Instead he puts up a magical shield to protect himself.
"Reconsider this, Machiavelli. You are my only friend, and for centuries we have worked together. I knew you when you were just a hatchling."
The sorcerer is indeed very old.
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Post by Usha on Aug 12, 2004 1:03:20 GMT -5
"Sure, I like white. It is my favorite color, even though it really isn't a color."
This will be fun. We walk together towards the car dealership.
There is a giant balloon of a monkey and a drum...which says "You Can't "Beat" the Deals Here!"
"Wow, that is really corny!!"
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Post by Ashen on Aug 12, 2004 1:06:22 GMT -5
Ashen heard a knock at the door. Wondering who it could be, he walked over and opened it.
Lady Violet stood right infront of him, in the flesh.
His eyes widened and he slamed the door. He braceed his back to the door and yelled for Fei.
"S'HIT!!!
Fei, run, get out! It's Violet! Run, I'l hold her!"
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Post by Machiavelli on Aug 12, 2004 1:07:19 GMT -5
Machiavelli twinges at the memory that has entered his reptilian brain. He sees this man with him as a young one. And also as an adult. Things they have shared..... But why would Machiavelli stoop so low as to be friends with a human?
You invade my mind sorcerer. You give me false memories to provoke me. I will not be so easily swayed as that. I am stronger than your cheap magick.
Machiavelli sprays at the sorcerer with his acid spit hoping the guard the sorcerer has can't take too many attacks. Then he will have his way with this puny lump of flesh.
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Post by Lady Violet on Aug 12, 2004 1:09:02 GMT -5
"I am not here to hurt anyone or to take Fei. Such things are below me."
I casually waltz into the apartment of the well known rebel leader.
"I simply wished to talk. But not here."
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Post by Brady on Aug 12, 2004 1:09:21 GMT -5
I laugh then quickly stop.
Usha, hold your hands over your ears, we're about to enter a war.
I cup my hands over my ears just in time to block out a car salesman's voice. I look around the lot, and I see a nice, white car. I walk over to it. It has leather seats, seat warming, and even an in car computer.
I uncup my ears.
How much? I ask the salesman.
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Post by Kaschei on Aug 12, 2004 1:14:11 GMT -5
"If you don't believe me, I will show you!!"
Kaschei lifts his staff of ages and teleports both himself and the dragon through time. The Chronomancer takes Mac back to when they first met.
Machiavelli was a very young dragon, and Kaschei, though adult, was much younger looking, as well as less evil in appearance.
The exchange is between Machiavelli and the time traveling mage, who came to the past to find a dragon assistant. This is shortly after the black dragon was created by Louhi.
It is ancient Finland, deep within a cave, in a time where humans were just starting to develop agriculture in that area.
"This is the past Machiavelli, before you is when we met. This is genuine. You can speak with either of them, in fact, as I recall, you did speak to me."
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Post by Usha on Aug 12, 2004 1:16:06 GMT -5
"Car dealerships are scary!"
I hide behind Brady, but help myself to free soda. I get Brady a free root beer.
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Post by Brady on Aug 12, 2004 1:22:14 GMT -5
The salesmen and I haggle a price.
$20,000? That's ok. I'll just leave.
Just as soon as I turn around, he talks.
$15,000 is as low as I'll go.
$12,000.
Done. Just follow me and I can get you your registration for the car.
I follow him into a little office.
Hold on Usha.
I sign at the X's and I use the computer to enter my credit card number and address and stuff. I come out of the office with some papers and a key.
Let's go Usha!
I open her door as she gets in, I then walk around to my door and get in.
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Post by Alexandra on Aug 12, 2004 1:23:21 GMT -5
I quietly enter the rebel base, covering my face with a scarf. Unnoticed, I travel through the hall looking for Samuel's room. Once I find it, I pull out the key given to me by my superiors and open the door. I wait there until he returns, sitting at the desk and writing an artical for Novaya Pravda. "Where are you Samuel, didn't Violet tell you I was going to meet you." I keep writing and waiting.
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Post by Usha on Aug 12, 2004 1:25:33 GMT -5
"We should go for a drive, and pick up Kai and Kisa later. Maybe they want to take a ride!! And we never hang out with them any more."
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Post by Machiavelli on Aug 12, 2004 1:27:37 GMT -5
Machiavelli narrows his large purple eyes and bellows to the younger version of the sorcerer.
What magick is this that he recreates himself and me? WHo are you really and why do you help him try to confuse a great and power dragon such as me? Tell me or both of you shall perish under my foot or by my wrath.
Machiavelli snorts at the young dragon. How could he lower himself to help two humans decieve one of his own.
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Post by Brady on Aug 12, 2004 1:29:08 GMT -5
Ok.
Even though I'm not particulary fond of Kai.
I start the car, the computer starts.
I've seen one of these. You put in an address and then it tells you which way to go.
I pull out of the parking space and I drive out of the dealership, looking both ways before I turn left out onto the road.
So where do you want to go?
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Post by Usha on Aug 12, 2004 1:30:55 GMT -5
"Let's go for a drive out in the country!!"
I suggest with a lot of glee.
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