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Edited by Dragokin:
3/22/2025 8:00:22 PM
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To all off topic enjoyers I challenge thee... you know the rules....(Bet you can't do it) the hook is set GO!!!
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023 [spoiler]good morning.[/spoiler]
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022 [spoiler]arrive home tired.[/spoiler]
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021 [spoiler]tired wake up[/spoiler]
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020 [spoiler] tired bed post[/spoiler]
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019 [spoiler]I hope you're feeling better Azura. Stomach sick is miserable. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Dragokin: 9/30/2025 3:08:52 AM018 [spoiler]that sucks I've had a residual cough for the last few weeks from my last sick...but you definitely got it worse stomach sick is brutal hope you feel better soon...[/spoiler]
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017 [spoiler]i frew up guy i think im sick again[/spoiler]
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016 [spoiler]no never...but if the things that need "moved" skip unceremoniously into an outer plane to expedite the terror of my nephews...[/spoiler]
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015 [spoiler]*points finger* No disintegrations[/spoiler]
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014 [spoiler] good afternoon I get to terrorize my nephews today and help my brother move some stuff but mostly terrorize the nephews....[/spoiler]
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013 [spoiler]good afternoon[/spoiler]
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012 [spoiler]sigh. Too many chores this weekend. Haven't made it to laundry yet...tomorrow's project I guess. 😔[/spoiler]
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011 [spoiler]didn't get enough done yesterday...back to chores for me today.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Dragokin: 9/28/2025 9:33:55 PM010 [spoiler] dah crap that reminds me and I need to do laundry....[/spoiler]
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009 [spoiler]have spent too much time chatting in clanchat...need to go get some chores done. Stories to continue later...[/spoiler]
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008 [spoiler]passes the box back and forth between its' tentacles as it inspects the address label. A decision is made within its tangled brain, and the box is carefully placed in the basket in front of one of the many large bird nests in the room.[/spoiler]
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Edited by purplespider1976: 9/27/2025 4:42:28 AM007 [spoiler]rings a hand bell resting beside the thimble of honey. A door opposite opens, and a creepy looking hand and arm stretches through. Strangely, the hand has a crumpled and crooked party hat dangling from around the wrist. It reaches to delicately take the leather-bound tube from the trembling gnome. With a snap, the hand disappears back behind the door. The gnome sneezes. For some reason, it can suddenly smell pool water and pizza?![/spoiler]
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006 [spoiler]I always enjoy the stories. I don'tknow if you've been reading Pizza Friday's, but I've tried to set up a bit of a choose your own adventure thing this week. We'll see if I get any bites. (Hahaha bites...pizza...🤣)[/spoiler]
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005 [spoiler]the dwarf scans the address label. It notices the perishable sticker is mostly torn away and slaps a new one on the box. The box gets taken into the back and handed off to the sorting kracken who...[/spoiler]
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004 [spoiler]The tube zips through the transport system, pushed by an energetic pixie moonlighting for extra honey. A few high speed turns later, the tube drops into a waiting basket beside a cranky gnome. The pixie takes a quick sip of honey from the thimble at the gnome's elbow and then zooms back into the transport system. The gnome pulls the tube from the basket and...[/spoiler]
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003 [spoiler]I think I'm having way too much fun... these creative narrative snippets are quite therapeutic...[/spoiler]
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002 [spoiler]*a local postal centaur arrives at the intake office of hard roc deliveries...and passes a box to a dwarf at the desk...[/spoiler]
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001 [spoiler]*the typewriter begins to clack away of its own volition...the figure skims the text as it's written...no fatalities...one close call with a cannon event... And no major or killer butterflies....the now three foot of scroll cuts and rolls from the typewriter...the figure slides the scroll in to a leather bound tube to be delivered and is unceremoniously tossed into a shoot by the door... [/spoiler]
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.... hammer time🎶
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055 [spoiler]Purplespider settles at home after another long day at work. It wasn't "one of those days" kind of a day, but it had its challenges. She suspects there may have been some lingering effects from yesterday. She hopes Azura's feeling a little better. A box of treats has been sent out via the Hard Roc airborne delivery service. They did a great job with the cool breeze. Purplespider hopes she sent some of Azura's favourites. [/spoiler]
