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| BurntBacon8r | Fri Feb 5, 2016 9:50 pm Post #11 |
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"Well it's not just music, it's also...patterns...and stuff..." She trailed off as the stranger glared at her, rather unnervingly. Was there some mystical reason that asking a name should be so offensive? Some divine intervention that made an introduction an act of war? So lost in worry that she had forever ruined this chance that she barely had time to react as the other reached across the table for her. "Wait, wha-" |
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| CaptainHoers | Sun Feb 7, 2016 6:54 pm Post #12 |
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Atom picked a small, colourful firecracker from behind Thread's ear. "Now how did you get here?" She shrugged nonchalantly, and threw it over her shoulder. Then she tilted her head, looking at the pieces of paper trying to remember what she was doing, and then figured she must have been making paper planes, so she started folding one of the sheets. |
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| BurntBacon8r | Thu Feb 11, 2016 5:52 pm Post #13 |
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Thread's jaw may as well have hit the table for the distance it dropped. As it was she was left sputtering in disbelief. "How did- What did you- huh??" She didn't usually make a habit of carrying such dangerous things on her as explosives, but there had clearly been nothing whatsoever in that orange hoof as it reached towards her. So how did...? Her disbelief suspended itself entirely in favor of alarm only moments later, as she snatched the papers away, this time without a moment's hesitation. The glare she shot over the table as she examined the damage could have melted steel beams, were any preset. "And just what do you think you're doing with my work?" |
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| CaptainHoers | Wed Feb 17, 2016 7:47 am Post #14 |
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"Oh yeah, the thing." She slumped. "Dammit, you got my hopes up for making flying thi- HMM!" She jumped up and vaulted the seat behind her to retrieve the firecracker she'd just discarded, and returned with it in her mouth. She fished around in the scramble of papers for a page - aiming for a blank one to minimise the protest, and started folding it into big glider wings around the little banger. "You don't have any tape there, do you?" |
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| BurntBacon8r | Wed Mar 2, 2016 11:32 pm Post #15 |
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Thread's limp protests died out as she realized the only victims now would be a few blank pieces of paper. On instinct, she started reaching into her bag on the off chance she actually did carry a roll of tape with her. What luck! "I guess I do, what do you..." her eyes narrowed as the roll was halfway out of the bag, realization dawning as she connected the dots. "Wait. You're not planning on making any trouble, are you?" |
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| CaptainHoers | Fri Mar 25, 2016 8:03 pm Post #16 |
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Atom paused in mid-fold. A smirk crossed her mouth with a glint in her eyes - a look that could have been the devil's own. "I aim to misbehave." (Touch of Chaos roll: [result]5&5,1d20,0,5&1d20[/result] ) |
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