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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 4, 2009 17:55:36 GMT -5
Starting at Singapore, when Raymundo appears in the bathrobe.
"What do you want? Don't you see that I'm bus---"
*Stares in awe and horror as he realizes who it is*
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 5, 2009 9:00:55 GMT -5
*grabs him before he has a chance to run away, gripping pressure points so he can't transform*
Where is the stone?
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 9:39:04 GMT -5
*Raymundo sputter*
"I...i..ghahh....I sold it!"
*We look in bewilderment*
"I...agdgh...had to buy.... cocaine..gah!!!!"
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 10, 2009 9:40:07 GMT -5
WHO DID YOU SELL IT TO!
*punches Raymundo in the gut*
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 9:41:40 GMT -5
*Raymundo gasps*
"An... armenian drycleaner by the name of Achmed al-Faqaya!"
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 10, 2009 9:42:40 GMT -5
...I know him. I know where he is!
*throws Raymundo to the ground and kicks him in the head*
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 9:44:00 GMT -5
Should we finish him...?
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 10, 2009 9:46:28 GMT -5
Do what you please, I have no need for him
*walks out*
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 9:47:33 GMT -5
*Takes bathrobe*
A spoil of victory!
*Follows The Sass*
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 10, 2009 12:14:54 GMT -5
*is hurriedly walking through the winding streets, going as quicly as possible to the Armenian Dry cleaner's*
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 12:18:05 GMT -5
*Follows suit, casting a wary eye out for hidden danger along the way*
*Suddenly the crowd stops, and a band of troubadours is making a procession, completely congesting the area*
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 10, 2009 12:19:02 GMT -5
NOT NOW!
*turns and sprints down sidestreet, looking for a way around the jumble*
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 12:21:14 GMT -5
*One of the troubadours points out The Sass*
"You there, sirrah, would you like to perform in a magic trick with me?"
*He holds up a flute, and I realize just in time that it is loaded with a poison dart*
*I tackle The Sass, and take the dart in my arm*
Shit, just keep running!
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 10, 2009 12:24:36 GMT -5
*carrying a groggy Jim on my back, I wind my way down the alleys until we come to a relatively empty lot*
Jim, are you Okay?
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 10, 2009 12:26:41 GMT -5
*Eyes halfway open*
Tougher than I look, m'boy! Do you happen to have any Leaves of the Manchu? That'll get me right in no time...
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