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Post by Draconorn on Aug 31, 2007 8:36:23 GMT
Here in the tearoom you can talk about ANYTHING, it never goes off topic! HOWEVER, you most post entirely in character, like in an RPG! Starting from.... now! ---------------------- Draconorn saunters in, takes a chocolate brownie and mug of hot chocolate from the trolley and plops into a couch. "So, what've you guys been up to?" She asks and drinks half of her chocolate in one gulp before swallowing the brownie whole.
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Post by KC11 on Sept 2, 2007 0:05:58 GMT
KC11 squeaked. She was currently in the form of a golden rat with blue eyes. She took a brownie and began to eat it in small, rattish bites.
"Annoying, eating like this." she said. "But for some reason I got stuck on rat form. A doctor in Blackstar says that it's only a temporary form of Form Sticking, and should go away soon, but until then I'm stuck as a rat. I can change my colors though."
With that, her fur suddenly resembled that of a televison screen on static.
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 2, 2007 7:45:51 GMT
Draconorn laughed. "How annoying!" Danny walked in, squealed and leaped at the trolley to snatch a Crunchie bar. Well, several Crunchie bars. "Mine! All mine!" He said, then sat on the couch next to Draconorn. Draconorn edged over a bit, to give herself room. "You eat too many of those." She sniffed.
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Sfot
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Post by Sfot on Sept 2, 2007 10:45:19 GMT
Sfot leaned over from where she was sitting on the ceiling, and grabbed two crunchie bars off Danny.
"How are you, Drac? I'm hiding from a plot bunny at present."
She smiled, happy to just chat.
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 3, 2007 9:13:14 GMT
Danny snivelled and left through the floor. "I'm fine... apart from having a tantrum and busting up Thingy's profile...." Draconorn said, glancing at the patch of floor Danny had just left through. Ratchet walked in, looked around for a second, then walked back out. "Okay...." Draconorn said and rolled her eyes.
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Post by KC11 on Sept 4, 2007 3:09:43 GMT
Demetris walked in.
"Pif... you're eating those cookies? When you can have my e-speciale rasberry cookies!"
Demetris then showed off a plate of cookies. They indeed had red stuff dripping from them, but from past expirience, KC doubted that was rasberry.
"Demetris, go away. This is a private tea party." squeaked KC.
"Who spoke?" asked Demetris. Then she looked down to see the rat.
"Perfect!" she said, not realizing it was KC, and picking up the rat by its tail. "This will be great for that cake I'm making Jesten."
Suddenly, KC turned a viraety of very bright colors. Demetris shreaked, dropped KC, and ran around the room, blinded.
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Post by Scotland Dragon - Ian on Sept 4, 2007 3:19:48 GMT
Three Teddy Bears trotted in. They were happy they were alive. They all had diffrent coloured replacement patches. They had wings. "Teddy Bear express! Finally I get some fun!" said one.
Ian walked in after them. "I see these little guys are here. They were resurected by the Plush Goddess. They want to party." said Ian. The Teddy Bears sat down and drank some tea.
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Post by Officer 1BDI on Sept 4, 2007 3:23:31 GMT
Joselyn shuffles quietly into the room in her dark nornish form, mumbling to herself as she shifts an overstuffed manilla folder full of various papers and pages beneath the crook of her arm. She finds a cushy chair in the corner of the room and climbs precariously into it. She curls up, removes a pen that's been stuck behind her right ear, opens the manilla folder, and beings reading through the hundreds of pages of notes, occasionally scribbling some note, some reminder, of what has to be done....
She is not in any mood to be disturbed. Not that that will stop any of you. 8P
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 5, 2007 7:50:21 GMT
Loud crashings and bangings signal the arrival of Jak in a bad mood. "$H!T! 8L00D! GRAH!" He bellowed, then sat down beside Draconorn, fuming. Draconorn looked at him in surprise. "What's up NOW?"
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Post by Savverz on Sept 9, 2007 9:58:34 GMT
"I've arrived!" Maraha, in Dark Knight Form (formerly her 'Anti-Form'), stepped into the room. Shadows emerged from her Dark Stone armor and darkened the area around her. "Has anyone seen Insanity, lately? I think he flushed himself down the toilet. Again..."
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 13, 2007 8:03:07 GMT
Jak grumbled inaudibly. It was probably a good thing that whatever he said was indistinguishable. Danny fazed up through the floor, seized the angry elf and dragged him off before he could make a nuisance of himself. Draconorn sighed. "Check the plumbing. He could be anywhere in there."
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Post by Grendel Man on Sept 14, 2007 1:22:43 GMT
The shadows behind Draconorn appeared to quiver slightly. Suddenly, what looked like a humanoid grendel wearing a large, black, hooded cloak stepped out of them.
Grendel Man grumbled to himself angrily. His world of Tropicagren was usually stormy, but a full-blown hurricane was very rare. And just such a hurricane struck earlier that day, making a mess of the rainforest.
He had nearly lost it and had almost made an even bigger mess of it. However, he'd thought better, and had decided to come here to relax and hopefully deal with his emotions sensibly. However, the scowl the half-grendel shapeshifter had on his face clearly stated that Jak wasn't the only one in a bad mood.
The first thing he did was head for the trolley with the replacements and grab a very large handful of brownies. He shoved all of them into his mouth at one time, then headed for a big recliner opposite of Joselyn, adjusted it, pulled his hood over his eyes, and dozed off.
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Post by Savverz on Sept 14, 2007 6:23:57 GMT
"Maraha, where's Tilde?" A young blond-haired silver-eyed human boy entered the room. Maraha chuckled nervously before saying; "Uhhh, she went missing around the same time Insanity did, check the plumbing, alright Alistair?"
Alistair sighed before leaving the room just as quickly as he arrived. "Seth, Maraha lost Tilde and Insanity again!"
"I did not..." Maraha mumbled to herself before creating a little bean bag chair thing out of shadows and taking a seat.
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 14, 2007 7:57:07 GMT
Danny walked back in again, feeling bored. Deciding to entertain himself, he sidled up to Draconorn and started poking her. Poke. Poke. Poke. "WOULD YOU STOP THAT?" "Maybe.." .... Poke
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Post by Officer 1BDI on Sept 15, 2007 2:21:47 GMT
"WOULD YOU STOP THAT?"
Jo looked up sharply, just in time to see the ghost boy give Draconorn another playful prod.
This would not do. She needed a quiet atmosphere to concentrate in if she was going to arrange this plot properly.
"DANIEL FENTON," she screeched abruptly, her yellow eyes glinting dangerously as she glared at the annoying teen, "I swear if you don't stop jabbing Draconorn I'll give you something distracting to attend to!"
((...He still remembers he's a Fenton in your story, right? I hope? Sorry if that's not the case; I'm not sure if he actually goes by that name or if he's solely known as Danny Phantom.))
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 15, 2007 2:30:35 GMT
((Yes, he goes by that name. He's only been mutated for two years, he dosn't forget stuff THAT fast)) Danny squealed and went invisible. Draconorn sighed in relief and changed into a hedgehog (a red one) so he couldn't prod her any more. Danny sniffed from somewhere above the seat.
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Post by Officer 1BDI on Sept 15, 2007 2:56:20 GMT
Satisfied, Jo turned back to her notes.
And then she promptly lost herself in a very odd train of thought.
'...Can you hurt the dead?'
She blinked a few times as she regarded the queston. 'No, no that's stupid. They're already dead. They can't feel pain, let alone be harmed any further.'
'That sure doesn't explain Danny, though....'
'Danny's from a completely different universe. Ghosts there are different than they are in L..."
'...'
'Are they different?'
She flipped through her papers until she came to a thick packet of stapled pages (the coversheet read "Scripts of Interest- 3ACV & 4ACV") and flipped it open. The document was so heavily red-lined that it was nearly impossible to make out the text beneath it, but she nevertheless found her paragraph of interest (a page in the middle of subdocument 3ACV04 that had been so heavily commented on that her own scribbles outweighed the amount of original text) and squeezed into a rare blank space: "Ask Jack about limits of spirit interactions."
She couldn't simply ask Danny about this, not Draconorn's Danny, at any rate; he wasn't the Danny she was interested in, and she doubted he would know what she was looking for anyhow. Plus, Jack Fenton would be much more, erm, "enthusiastic" about the goal she had in mind.
Another thought randomly popped into her mind. With a grimace, she added a second note.
"Don't let PF know."
The document was sorted back into the folder, and she reached for another pack of papers she had labeled "Shee Notes."
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 15, 2007 8:55:43 GMT
Danny, now subdued and invisible, said in a bitter voice "You're thinking about me... I can tell." Draconorn sighed, the teen's antics melting her heart like butter in an oven, and returned to elf form. "Hey, we can get pizza later." Danny reappeared, looking a little happier. "Okay! I'll go and let Jak out of the cleaner's cupboard, he might've calmed down by now..." Ratchet snuck in, looking sheepish. "Did someone say pizza?" He asked. "Can I come? And bring Lu and Duke?" Draconorn grinned. "Yes, you, Lu and Duke can come too."
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Post by katinks on Sept 15, 2007 9:07:51 GMT
"What about me?" Sounding excited to hear the word pizza.
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Post by Draconorn on Sept 15, 2007 9:13:33 GMT
Draconorn sighed."I guess I'll be inviting you all. It'll be a big bill, I know that Danny can eat two whole pizzas by himself..." Danny grinned awkwardly.
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