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Post by Skeleton Key on Oct 25, 2005 17:05:45 GMT -5
Wheee! My first language made Imprisoned_Orphan say WTF!
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Oct 25, 2005 17:22:08 GMT -5
Okay.
Esme: "More to the left orphans!" Esme ordered from under a large yellow sun hat from a pool chair. She barked more directions at the children moving the statue of the eye. As she lay out in the sun wearing a orange bikini yellow sun hat and green sunglasses -being almost to bright to look at-- The children held up a heavy statue of an eye moving it to Esme's liking.
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Post by Skeleton Key on Oct 25, 2005 17:29:21 GMT -5
Colette was contorted somewhere. She forgot where. She supposed it might be a cabinet. She wasn't in such a postiton to see exactly where she was, but it was dark and cramped.
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Post by lauren on Oct 26, 2005 3:33:20 GMT -5
Sunny: *strains under the weight of the statue* Begulana (Children as young as me shouldn't be exposed to such hard labour, it could stunt my growth)
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Post by Skeleton Key on Oct 26, 2005 13:00:13 GMT -5
"Eep!" Colette yelped as she fell forward out of the pool supplies closet. She was suprised that inflatables could be so uncomfortable. She started watching the orphans move the statue. It was fairly boring, but better than TV or reading.
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Post by jman on Oct 26, 2005 15:55:20 GMT -5
"Whew! I wish we could have some lemonade", whispered Quigley to Violet.
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Post by Skeleton Key on Oct 26, 2005 16:23:27 GMT -5
"Vous êtes inadéquat au chuchotement." (You're awful at whispering.) She called to Quigley, adding french insult to un-french injury.
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Oct 26, 2005 17:02:20 GMT -5
Esme: "You other left idiots!" She yelled at the orphans sipping at her lemonade.
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Post by jman on Oct 26, 2005 17:04:46 GMT -5
Quigley: We better do what she says.
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Post by lauren on Oct 28, 2005 3:28:25 GMT -5
Sunny: *exhausted lets go of the statue and rests for a bit, she looks up and Esme's lemonade and finds herself so thirsty that she would be willing to risk her life for a sip* Lemonade please (May I please have a sip of that Lemonade, Esme?)
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Oct 28, 2005 10:21:27 GMT -5
Olaf was out burning down houses.
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Oct 29, 2005 11:28:40 GMT -5
Esme smiled evily at the orphan. "Sure." she answer picking up a lemon from the bowl and throwing it at Sunny.
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Post by lauren on Oct 29, 2005 19:55:17 GMT -5
Sunny *looks at the lemon gloomily and then looks around for a source of water noticing only the pool. However she learnt from Klaus a while ago that pool water is unsafe to drink as it contains concentrations of chloride and other neutralising agents*
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Post by jman on Oct 30, 2005 16:27:36 GMT -5
Quigley: Maybe we can squeze the lemon and make lemonade.
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Post by lauren on Oct 30, 2005 20:45:24 GMT -5
Sunny: sugarwater? (but lemons are naturally sour, we would need to dillute it with sugar and water to make it the least bit drinkable)
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