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Post by Erik on Aug 9, 2007 20:24:13 GMT -5
"Of course there's pudding," *Erik interjected.* "They serve it all the time at the opera. For intermission. Oh, those nobles certainly love their pudding-and-champagne! Disgusting spectacle."
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Post by Captain Hank "Hazel" Murphy on Aug 9, 2007 21:55:29 GMT -5
Murphy slammed on the holograms button "Stupid Holo-gram, he's the worst GPS ever" Murphy turned back around, running over what seemed to be a rat, but could have possibly been a small child. "So there is pudding back at the boring place?"
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Post by Erik on Aug 10, 2007 11:42:57 GMT -5
*Erik bristled.*
"It is not boring! I haunt it, and I'm very very scary! But... yeah. Pudding. Though perhaps not in vats."
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Post by Captain Hank "Hazel" Murphy on Aug 10, 2007 13:29:25 GMT -5
Murphy shook his head at the man "It is so boring! No one wants to be in my opera CHOPPER DAVE THE OPERA: THE TALE OF THE BARBEAUBOTS! I'm actually still there somehow eating tamales with Captain Kirk."
Murphy was somehow magically back at the opera house, he saw some people walking in "DON'T GO IN THERE! THERES A PHANTOM THAT WILL LITTERALY EAT YOUR FACE OFF!" Murphy sped up and went around before parking the Murph mobile. "So where is that pudding?"
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Post by Erik on Aug 10, 2007 13:56:37 GMT -5
"Oh, I like that," *Erik said, smiling to himself. Eating peoples' faces was a new one. It always helped to have new rumors.*
"Um... The kitchen. Here, this way--"
[[To the... well, kitchens.]]
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