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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 20:42:44 GMT -5
"I do," Teluna said, nodding. "Parli, get the violen!" The German faerie came running out with her treasured violen in hand. "Yes, 'Luna?"
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Post by flew99 on Oct 23, 2005 20:44:08 GMT -5
"Dump cold water on him." Tread called from Corolerie's van. "How did you come by that conclusion?" Galik asked Tread. "I went to Vegas once and got REALY drunk." He said. "Well that explains it." Rebel said.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 20:47:13 GMT -5
Teluna glanced at Tread and scowled. In her opinion, if a fey was going to drink(which she had nothing against) then said fey should at least be able to hold his or her liquer.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 23, 2005 20:47:14 GMT -5
"Slam a door really loud!" a drummer from another band suggested. "Put his feet in onion juice and sing John Jacob Jingle Hymer Schmit backwards!" someone yelled. Several more odd ideas came out.
Roxanne, being bombarded with numerous bands' answers to wakeing up sleeping drummers, could not think to answer any.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 20:50:24 GMT -5
"Just let Parli play the violen in his ear," Teluna said simply. "I can shqueek it eef you like," Parli offered. "Which means she'll play it really bad," Anna clarified.
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Post by Chibi-san on Oct 23, 2005 20:50:39 GMT -5
"Try using a trupet ammplified with a microphone and pa aquipment." Said Simra.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 23, 2005 20:53:39 GMT -5
Roxie blinked. "Uhhhh---shwerrrrr--" she had trouble answering. She blew out a sigh. "Who ever gets here the fastest with thier remedy wins and gets toi wake up Georgey!" she exclaimed at last.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 20:58:11 GMT -5
"Should I run?" Parli asked, looking to Teluna. Teluna rolled her eyes and shook her head.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 23, 2005 21:00:43 GMT -5
There was an akward moment of no one doing anything when Jen screamed. "JUST LET THE VIOLIN GIRL HELP!"
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 21:05:17 GMT -5
Parli frowned. "You are loud," she remarked.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 23, 2005 21:11:03 GMT -5
"I have to be," Jen answered airilly, "Comes with the job. Now what was it you were saying about being able to wake my bone-headed brother from his daze?" She motioned towards George.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 21:13:10 GMT -5
"Ah, yes," Parli held up her violen with a grin. "Lead me to 'im."
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 23, 2005 21:15:30 GMT -5
"That would be him," Jen said, thumbing towards her brother. "Bit of warning: Once you get in the 'bucket, don't look up."
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 23, 2005 21:18:17 GMT -5
Parli looked confused but nodded. Going to Georgie, she took her violen bow and drew it across the strings of her violen with an excrutiating squeek that could be compared to a piece of chalk being dragged across a chalk board only much more painful.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 23, 2005 21:21:31 GMT -5
George sat up suddenly, eyes wide in fright. "NO MRS. BRIGGS! I DID NOT MIX THE TOAD WARTS AND TOE DWERTS UP!" he screamed loudly. He then looked around a moment, and fell over. Jen laughed guiltilly. "What an imagination my brother has. Toad warts! Ha! He must be crazy!" She motioned for Roxie to do something, but she was too busy laughing. Roxie remembered Mrs. Briggs......
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