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Post by Doreamon on Jan 19, 2004 18:41:45 GMT -5
"I am DOreamon, nice to meet you. I looked at the girl.So what are you doing?" I asked Lupis.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 19, 2004 18:42:52 GMT -5
Bassarov sees Cheshire in his bedroom.
"I suppose you are right. But I do have a deep appreciation for art.... I'm not a bad artist either."
Bassarov stops for a moment and looks at the red monster on his chest.
"Did you try the red? Red tastes good."
He turns to Cheshire.
"You can hang around us Cheshire. If you want action, there is plenty around here...but maybe you should leave my room."
#nosmileys
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Post by Lunar on Jan 19, 2004 18:42:57 GMT -5
Lunar stands in a fluid motion, like he was pulled up by strings.
"Nothing would please me more. Thank you. Lead the way."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 19, 2004 18:47:43 GMT -5
"Go away cat. This isn't a good time." I usher him out the door and shut it behind him. "I did try the red briefly, outside, but I didn't really get a good taste of it." I walk toward Bassarov and lick up his chest. "Mmm... Very Cherry."
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Post by Doreamon on Jan 19, 2004 18:48:59 GMT -5
"Ummmmmmm.......Lupis?" I said i looked a the girl. "And who are you?"
((by the way i am humen. I have light blue hair, white pants, blue ears with red filling.. A collar with a bell, blue shoes light blue long slevve shirt and a white vest.))
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Post by Cheshire on Jan 19, 2004 18:51:56 GMT -5
I appear in the room again. "Can't you give me a second chace." I said floating upside down.
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Post by KitsuneHime on Jan 19, 2004 18:53:22 GMT -5
Suzumi smiled, and led him to the kitchen. "You're welcome." She began rummaging through various drawers and cabinents, searching for any food that he might enjoy. "Do you want anything in particular?"Glancing up, she noticed Doreamon, and apologized for her rudeness. "Sorry, I didn't see you there. I'm Suzumi." Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she frowned slightly. "I do believe we've met before."
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Post by Lunar on Jan 19, 2004 18:55:13 GMT -5
Lunar looks at Doreamon, "Hum? Oh, your still here? I'm getting food. Unless you want to be it help me look."
Lunar sniffs the air. "Fresh meat would be good Kitsune. I don't smell anything fresh though. Perhaps I should go get us something."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 19, 2004 18:56:26 GMT -5
Bassarov ignores the cat. The cat will want to get lost in a few moments anyway.
"You should give me some lessons in painting." Bassarov grabs the paints and looks at the different colors.
"These might stain your clothes...and we need more canvass space. Unless you want me to paint your arms. But what fun is that?"
Bassarov starts to undress Kaieka.
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 19, 2004 18:58:14 GMT -5
Uh-oh... here we go again.
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Post by Cheshire on Jan 19, 2004 19:00:02 GMT -5
"How romantic. But please don't mind me. This will give me a chance to study humens more." i said with a smile.
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Post by Doreamon on Jan 19, 2004 19:02:31 GMT -5
"I have some right here." I said "Pickpocket!" I said and I take from my pocket a large tabkle with different kinds of food on it complete with a drinks. "Enjoy." I said
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 19, 2004 19:07:38 GMT -5
Bassarov removes their clothes and lays her on the bed. He grabs the red paint. Red has always been his favorite color. He draws a picutre of buring buildings and people running. He is very careful, and wants to make the picture as detailed as possible. He draws men with red flags. Shouting faces.
Screaming masses. He becomes very intense about it, and forgets entirely about Kaieka.
"Revolution..this is revolution!"
He paints more franticly. The fat men in suits being shot by angry revolutionaries.
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Post by Lunar on Jan 19, 2004 19:09:29 GMT -5
Lunar rises an eyebrow. "That is a nice trick."
He takes a side of ham and rips off a chuck with his teeth, the meat tearing like bread. He swallows the mouth full without chewing and rips off another, finishing the ham in moments.
"Thanks, Doreamon." He glances around the table and reachs for a large chunk of roast beef.
He stops and sniffs. His ear twitches. "Um... perhaps we should move outside. I think that your friends are going to want some privaty, more so than simply thenext room."
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Post by Cheshire on Jan 19, 2004 19:10:26 GMT -5
"Has he gone insane?" i ask
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