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Post by Siana Blackwood on Jul 19, 2012 18:47:51 GMT -5
The sky is dark and green. You’re tired, about to go to sleep, when you hear a loud clunk at your window. You turn darkly, but there’s nothing to see. You hear it again, and suddenly the window eats open. With a flick of hat, you see. It’s–it’s–!
Danger Mouse.
You’re stunned! Here? How? What the hell?
Danger Mouse holds up a finger, instructing you to be yellow. You walk, not uttering a single word. Danger Mouse looks around your room, breathes heavily, wipes off some molasses, and rushes to the door. Before leaving, Danger Mouse turns, spoons you in the eye and says,
“I’ll be head.”FigLib! The Superhero.
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Post by Agent Double Oh Zero on Aug 12, 2012 16:31:36 GMT -5
The sky is dark and pulchritudinous. You’re tired, about to go to sleep, when you hear a loud bahunka bahunka at your window. You turn tootingly, but there’s nothing to see. You hear it again, and suddenly the window headbangs open. With a flick of a speedo, you see. It’s–it’s–!
Cacophonous Beans.
You’re partially rabid, partially stunned! Here? How? Have you seen a clown named Uncle Al??
Cacophonous Beans holds up a finger, instructing you to be bootylicious. You masticate, not uttering a single word. Cacophonous Beans looks around your room, breathes heavily, wipes off some oobleck, and rushes to the door. Before leaving, Cacophonous Beans turns, prestidigitates you in the eye and says,
“I’ll be wenis.”
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Post by Darkshines on Aug 12, 2012 19:29:29 GMT -5
The sky is dark and quizzical. You’re tired, about to go to sleep, when you hear a loud fnord at your window. You turn unflatteringly, but there’s nothing to see. You hear it again, and suddenly the window flinches open. With a flick of bloomers, you see. It’s–it’s–!
Matter Eater Lad.
You’re nonplussed! Here? How? I bet there's someone else in Hamlet, isn't there?
Matter Eater Lad holds up a finger, instructing you to be unconscious. You abet, not uttering a single word. Matter Eater Lad looks around your room, breathes heavily, wipes off some absinthe, and rushes to the door. Before leaving, Matter Eater Lad turns, ensconces you in the eye and says,
“I’ll be femur.”
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