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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 9, 2004 21:23:26 GMT
i.... was.....*huff...huff* think...ing.....about ... jambing... it un..der.. the.. door...*heave huff*
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Post by Midnight on Jul 9, 2004 21:28:38 GMT
"Let's try it then."
*Walks over to Mog and gently picks the chair up she takes it over to the door..*
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 9, 2004 21:49:14 GMT
*with the help of Midnight, the two lift the chair over to the door and firmly embed it under the handle, although it is more like Midnight lifting the chair with the moogle sitting on the chair's back.*
There! that should keep that nasty, nasty man out... he's not a nice person. he's done really bad things...that "friend" didnt die, that man killed him. and it's not the only person he's killed. i fear he's gonna do somthing really bad to us.... this place just reaks of the nasty things he's done... i really dont like being here... i fear he's plotting something...
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Jul 9, 2004 21:58:05 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Communications.] * Hands, Grippa, Rhark, Tiny and two Skeletrons approach the house, careful to do so from a direction of which the occupied upper storey bedroom does not command a view (it says something about Hands that it was Rhark who felt the need to point this out). They meet Brinkatore just outside. * OK, do we just burst in or 'ave you got a special plan?
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 9, 2004 22:03:08 GMT
*the Moogle's pompom starts to twitch and she get very nervous all of a sudden*
Somethings happening!!!! i have a really really bad feeling! we need to leave now... RIGHT NOW..... oooooh this is bad!!!
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 9, 2004 22:05:22 GMT
"I'll go in and lure them in to a false sence of safty. You accomany me Hands with the Skelatrons and wait outside there room."
"When I give the signal burst in and subdue them."
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Jul 9, 2004 22:11:46 GMT
Wait, Tiny, you're too tall to fit in there; keep watch 'ere at the front door. Shout if see somethin' you need to warn us about.
* The hobgoblin remains outside while Hands ('magic' rope at the ready), the goblins and the skeletrons follow Brinkatore up and wait outside the bedroom door. *
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 9, 2004 22:16:06 GMT
*Knocks on the door and enters. The Chair stops him for a minuet but he forces it open.*
"Dear me doing a bit of furnichur re arranging are we."
"So how are you settaling in?"
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 9, 2004 22:21:12 GMT
ku..ku..ku...upo..
*the little moogle starts to hicupp and get in a bit of a fluster. She then jumps onto Midnight shoulder again and hides behind her hair, peeking out at the count.*
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Post by Midnight on Jul 9, 2004 22:24:20 GMT
*Looks Count Brinkatore in the eye.*
"Not very well. Me and Mog have decided that it would be best if we left.Now!!"
*Walks towards Count Brinkatore to the door.*
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 9, 2004 22:27:58 GMT
* the little moogle screams in panic*
Nnnnoooooooooo! not that way.... something is waiting!!!
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 9, 2004 22:28:40 GMT
"Oh now I don't think you want to do that."
"Besides I brought some freinds up here to met you."
*Opens the door.*
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Jul 9, 2004 22:32:06 GMT
'Ello, there. Grippa, Rhark, take the little white thing!
* Hands, supported by the two Skeletrons, moves towards Midnight, grabs her and proceeds to tie her hands behind her back and gag her. *
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 9, 2004 22:33:59 GMT
*the little moogle faints with the fear putting too much stress on her. she falls off Midnight's shoulder, and falls, landing on the floor with a gentle thud.
*Grippa and Rhark clamber over to the little pile of white fluff and pick it up.*
*Although it's small enough for one of them to hold, they start to fight over who'll hold it, but in the end they share the responsibility and hold half and half, awaiting Hands next command.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 9, 2004 22:36:14 GMT
"Righ then Now I said you were to be my Guest and My Geust you Jolly well will be."
"But since you don't like my geust room."
"Master Hands accompany with those two would you I have just the place to put them in cold storage untill we can deliver them to his Lordship."
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