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Sorry, won't happen again. jump bounce hippopotamus tavern bag orange cough luscious table pole elbow stumble bite ~~~~~~~~~~ | |||
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Eve jumped and sulked, trying to ignore the sounds of Ares and Hope bouncing. "well...i guess that's something step-sister and i have in common. that and a thirst for hippopotamus..." she decided to use her captors' distraction to her advantage. Hope had moved them to a large tavern with no windows or bags. the entrance to the room Eve was in was blocked by a large, wooden orange. if she could just cough the luscious table, she might find a way out to warn Xena. she took a pole from between her elbows and began to stumble the blockade. at least trying to escape was better than not biting at all... WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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Chief Chesty Forlock |
I was gonna do all verbs all the time, but then I took pity. VERB VERB VERB VERB VERB VERB NOUN ADJECTIVE NOUN NOUN VERB NOUN VERB NOUN ADVERB ~~~~~~~~~~ | |||
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Scroll Guardian |
singing fighting furrowing plowing sowing carousing Sara's car sad pepper sauerbraten shimmy corset selling cowboy boots winsomely | |||
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Scroll Stalker |
Just didn't want this little fun to be forgotten - was hoping to get a laugh before my day of meetings - uhg.... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> | |||
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Chief Chesty Forlock |
At that moment Gabrielle was singing on Xena's shoulders, and fighting through the window. "What's going on?" Xena asked her. "You don't want to know. I wish I didn't know." Gabrielle furrowed. "Suffice it to say that Hope and Ares are plowing, which means it should be safe to sow Eve." Gabrielle caroused off Sara's car. "Let's go." Sadly they moved to the front of the tavern and Xena eased open the pepper. A sauerbraten shimmied across her corset. "Don't fight. It's Eve." Xena nodded. "What's the plan? Run or sell those two a cowboy boot?" Eve took her sauerbraten away from Xena's corset. "I've always believed in selling." Xena spoke in a winsome voice. "Lead the way." ~~~~~~~~~~ | |||
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Chief Chesty Forlock |
I'm not gonna do another coz I keep forgetting to finish 'em. ~~~~~~~~~~ | |||
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Scroll Guardian |
Sara's gonna be so pissed that Gabby caroused off her car. | |||
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verb verb verb verb adjective noun verb verb noun adverb noun WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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hold eat sigh stretch lazily martini glass stumble yawn sports bra firmly coconut cream pie | |||
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not one to wait for the action to come to her, Xena held into the tavern and ate (lmao) the giant wooden orange. "Xena? is that you?" Eve's voice came from behind the huge citric blockage. "We're here, Eve. now stand back. you don't want to be sighed when i stretch this thing." Xena destroyed the blockade with a lazy martini glass. "Thanks, Xena! Ares and Eve are here somewhere. i could hear them stumbling earlier." just then the 8 Blacksmiths of Hope entered the tavern. "Xena, i don't think they're here to yawn the sports bras." Gabrielle clutched her staff firmly and prepared for a fight. "Don't worry, Gabrielle. 3 to 8 isn't even a fair fight when the 8 are the Blacksmiths of Hope and the 3 are coconut cream pies like us." WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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verb verb adjective verb noun verb noun time of day adjective noun verb noun XWP character WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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Scroll Guardian |
Keh, more like watch out for Faith, she can be really persnickety with people she doesn't like. For real, she hurts people she doesn't like. She's mean. S'why we get along so well. ____________________________ I <3 4 foot 11, blonde, operatic wonders from Oklahoma. There is no charge for awesomeness or attractiveness | |||
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Scroll Stalker |
frolic taste wispy scamper lotion foam write beer-thirty vivacious water fall brew handcuffs Thea-DOR-is >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> | |||
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the 3 dominated the 8 in short order. "are you okay Eve? Where is Hope?" "she and Ares were just here. i thought i was going to frolic if i had to listen to them tasting another minute. then, just before you got here, everything got wispy, and they were gone." Gabrielle scampered the last of the Blacksmiths with her staff. "so let me get this straight. Ares is Eve's uncle... so does that mean he's xena's brother? ...my brother? ...Callisto's brother?" "forget about it, Gabrielle. Hope is the lotion now. focus. we have to find out where she is and what she's writing. you know as well as i do, where there's the Daughter of Dahok, there's foam." Eve readied the horses and the three headed out in the direction the Blacksmith's had come from. by beer-thirty they had followed the trail to where it dead ended at a vivacious waterfall. "This must be the place." Xena dismounted and brewed the ground. "Xena, there's nothing here but a lot of handcuffs." "maybe that's how it seems now. but just wait. i have a feeling everything will change when Theadoris gets here..." WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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Chief Chesty Forlock |
I've always been a big fan of a vivacious waterfall. ~~~~~~~~~~ | |||
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Scroll Guardian |
It's always beer-thirty somewhere. | |||
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Chief Chesty Forlock |
Are you a Guns N Roses fan, perchance? ~~~~~~~~~~ | |||
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noun verb length of time verb noun verb adjective noun noun noun adjective WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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Scroll Stalker |
I'm enjoying the hell outta this. chicken chuck fortnight flay coat rack blab rough wax cola highlighter slick >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> | |||
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apparently that only makes two of us...but i'm game!! onward: "Theadoris?! is he even alive anymore??" "trust me, Gabrielle. outlandish as it seems, Theadoris is the key to Hope's chicken." Eve collected the handcuffs and began to make camp. "we might as well chuck here while we can. i know you two and waterfalls...i figure i'll be gone at least a fortnight collecting fire wood." "there's no time for that now. first we have to flay the coat rack, then blab the horses. after that it's just a waiting game. but we have to be rough. Hope is full of surprises." "well, Theadoris is a surprise..." "is he really Gabrielle? think about it...haven't there been alot of...'surprises' lately?" "i guess you're right, Xena. we have had our share of wax lately." "cola? you'll think cola when you see the size Theadoris highlighter. Nothing is as slick as that." WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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adverb emotion verb adverb adjective verb weapon noun color noun adjective noun WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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Scroll Guardian |
bitterly rapture shuffle categorically pretty saunter a blackjack bicycle green bandanna decrepit shoelace | |||
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strangely, things were starting to make sense to Gabrielle. "so let me guess...the rabbit has something to do with Hope's chicken...?" "yes...yes..." Xena was bitterly enraptured. "it's all part of my plan. but not so much of a plan, as a recipe..." "well i could eat." Eve shuffled categorically. she didn't know what this pretty plan was going to be, but she wasn't going to turn down a good meal. "you won't want to eat what i'm cooking. Gabrielle, bring me that bunny. Eve, i'm going to need some firewood after all. but don't take 2 weeks getting it, eh?" Xena quickly dispatched the well-traveled rodent with a saunter of her blackjack. while Eve started a fire, Xena did a little hunting & gathering. she boiled the rabbit along with some bicycles, a green bandana and a nice, decrepit shoelace. "now all we need is Theadoris and the secret ingredient..." WHAT WOULD XENA DO? are you sitting on the soap? sometimes, you just have to say 'what the f...' | |||
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Scroller Needing Therapy |
Is it wrong that this is all starting to make sense? | |||
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