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| Subject: *Mickle grins at the thought of more combat.* As if we haven't seen enough...well, mateys, as I see it, we have a couple options...we can go out, kill lots of them and get lots of our own killed, stay here and defend the holt until we get too hungry, or send somebeast for help. Now, I personally think that, with so many big, strong seaotters arround here, we won't need any help... | |
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Date Posted: 06:35:12 11/07/03 Fri In reply to: Swiftstream Brooktail 's message, "And now, for something completely different..." on 17:03:49 11/05/03 Wed >OOC Narratorish: The feast plows on, for at least >another hour. Gizzzsh finally gives up on eating >beasts and resigns himself to gnawing on a table. The >otters of the holt just seem to get even more loud and >garrulous. It looks like things are going to be fab... > >Until... > >BIC: BLOODY **************************** AND A ***** >ON THE SIDE!!!!! *Swift returns from his outside walk >with an arrow sticking in his leg. He swears like >only a boat captain can, sits down, and roars.* A >MEDIC, IF ANY OF YOU PLEASE! [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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