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Subject: Lunchtime...


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Peesident Tseng (GM)
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Date Posted: 20:03:31 12/29/00 Fri
In reply to: kahn 's message, "Re: Eh?" on 13:25:52 12/29/00 Fri
 (OOC: Since neither of them are present at the moment, we'll just say that the others managed to get to shore under their own power. Now...let the maims begin =D...)

Then the creature itself rose from the water--or rather, it's eight heads did, each attached to a thick neck armored with thick, oily black scales--and each bearing a little "iron cross" tatooed on the forehead. Looking at it, they could see that each head had different characteristics. Smoke poured from one's nostrils. Another's eyes glowed with a sparkling, manevolent yellow light. Little icicles hung from the chin of a third. A forth seemed cast of solid black marble. The fifth one seemed to glow a verdant green. The sixth one was sort of a bluish tint, and had water dribbling from between it's teeth. The seventh one semed to be a giant bioluminecent lightbulb, winking alternately on and off. And the last one was pale, almost translucent, and bobbed up and down excitedly, anlmost like a hyperactive child.

They all stared hungrily down at the party, and spoke as one.

"You are meat."

And with that the one traling smooke open its mouth, sending thousands of gallons of liquif fige hurtling towards the assembled group...
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