Eddie Izzard
- In the Duggins -
Action Transvestite
Cake or Death?%\3\%
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 3, 2012 17:42:52 GMT -5
"Those are my llama's," Eddie declared proudly, hopping out of the ball pit to point at each one of them.
"That one's Megan, this is Sarah, that's Jess and that one there is Teja," The god said happily.
Right as he did so, a small brown goat ran by, slammed horns-first into a wall and then proceeded to stubbornly butt its head against it as if expecting to take it down by sheer determination.
"Oh, and that's Yager... he's special."
Above the enclosure was a small sign. It read: 'Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or undecided, is purely coincidental.'
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 3, 2012 22:00:53 GMT -5
Margrethe frowned at the special goat.
"He's going to hurt himself."
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Eddie Izzard
- In the Duggins -
Action Transvestite
Cake or Death?%\3\%
Posts: 68
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 4, 2012 10:53:04 GMT -5
"That's what I keep thinking too, never happens though... guess that's part of what makes him special." Eddie shrugged.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 4, 2012 15:02:23 GMT -5
She glanced around, not really sure just which way through was the right one now. How exactly did you parse this place?
"Ah...where do we go from here?"
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Eddie Izzard
- In the Duggins -
Action Transvestite
Cake or Death?%\3\%
Posts: 68
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Post by Eddie Izzard on Apr 4, 2012 15:29:43 GMT -5
"Down the slidey-pole into your room, obviously." Eddie gestured to an honest-to-goodness fireman's pole in one of the corners of the room.
"I know what you're thinking, but it keeps the horses out."
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 5, 2012 9:50:17 GMT -5
Well...that was weird. She couldn't complain though, could she? Going on missions meant adventure, and this was...something like that. Quite maneuverable in her plate armor unlike in Hollywood which is always wrong about that, Margrethe slid down.
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Post by Castiel on Apr 6, 2012 11:32:02 GMT -5
Shrugging, Castiel decided to follow Margrethe, sliding down the pole only to land beside her on a huge bed in what might well have been considered the honeymoon suite of some insane hotel, right down to the hottub in the corner and the spectacular view of what was most definitely not Paris.
"This is all very peculiar."
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 6, 2012 21:27:00 GMT -5
Margrethe stared confusedly at the hot tub. She had no idea what it was, other than something akin to a bath, judging by the water.
"This is most irregular."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 12, 2012 21:19:00 GMT -5
"Still, I do suppose it is kind of him to offer us hospitality like this."
Castiel wondered what would be expected as payment. Such old gods rarely did anything without wanting some personal gain from it.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 13, 2012 15:10:03 GMT -5
"Oh, of course, I wasn't complaining." She said, testing the mattress. Rather bouncy, but comfortable.
"I just haven't seen some of these things before."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 13, 2012 16:49:46 GMT -5
"Well, that certainly makes two of us."
Castiel rolled off the bed to inspect the odds and ends, which were really mostly odds, around the room.
"Humans create the most fascinating things."
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 15, 2012 10:28:55 GMT -5
She hopped to her feet and wandered over to the hot tub.
"Oh, yes. But I'm not familiar with some."
She stuck her hand into the water, raising an eyebrow at it's heat.
"But quite nice, it seems."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 17, 2012 3:06:29 GMT -5
Castiel nodded, turning the wheel on a gumball machine as he did so. How inventive those humans were... he popped the colourful little ball into his mouth and started chewing while he inspected the rest of the room.
He stopped at some sort of box next to the bed.
"For your comfort and relaxation this bed is equipped with Magic Fingers relaxation system," the angel read out.
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on Apr 17, 2012 11:35:02 GMT -5
Margrethe moved away from the hot tub and walked over to him.
"What does that mean? Magic fingers?"
She glanced around.
"I don't see any hands except ours."
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Post by Castiel on Apr 17, 2012 12:00:04 GMT -5
"I am not sure... but it says to insert a quarter."
Castiel spied a small heap of coins on the bedside table.
"Perhaps those should be used to activate them?"
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