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*gives Fed his daily donut*
hiyas Fed *hugs*
*smooches Wyld on the cheek* Good morning, sleepyhead
And Rad, look in the All-Rookery. Static Team thread. You can roll up a new toon and join us when you get to our lvls, or you can bring in an existing toon (we are currently lvl 10) Also, looks like we're gonna hafta split up into 2 teams this week, as I think we are gonna have nmore than 8 interested people. Just "sign in" on the other thread
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So, our team will be:
Tabby Steele lvl 10 DB/inv scrapper
Pogo
Neko
Wendy
Emgro
Brutus
Painful
Wyldnytes
(any openings will be filled by reserve members, Rooky and Pulc and Fed, and anyone else from the Rookery who wants in. If need be, we can also have 2 smaller teams going, as it looks like we have more than 8 interested peoples )
We will meet in the Hollows, to see Detective Whats-his-name and I figure we can run through his and Flux's arcs to get a nice FF team going.
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What level did the static team make it to last time...i might can make it. It's tomorrow right?
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We are lvl 10 now, and yes you can join. I'll post in the All-Rookery static team thread tomorrow's team and schedule in a few minutes. -
Of course, with a sexy-time partner, he probably wouldn't have been outside as much
Which would have probably prevented this in the 1st place.
I hope you get better soon Rad, sorry to hear of your misfortune
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Happy B-Day Nadya Sara Powers sends her special wishes for a great day as well.
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Just be thankful that you have a distraction like CoH to keep your mind occupied when you can't sleep.
I accidentally deleted a friend's forum avatar from my photobucket account last night.
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Once upon a Positron there was a bug. It's purple Mankey liked saving walruses deaths. Until a green shoe fell off a pretty cloud of root beer fluff cleaving off seven little toes while chewing Bubblegum. After seeing the drunk Pinnacle-ite puke chunky bits of magnets, it stumbled into a garbage carafe. Feeling pretty depressed, it died a Lonely death.
Elsewhere, there were some hungry hippos dancing on me for every time one slurps from the fountain of Wayne. In the early dawn, sirens wailed under a pale little moon made of nothing. People thought they saw Ghost Widow munching on Doritos with Valerie. But it wasn't Doritos, it was a magical corncob that sexy Jay designed with care.
This time, she wanted 12 umpa-loompas and 5 slimy Pterodactyls with Listerine. Suddenly the wizard Spanksalot grumbled with great big annoyance. Dirty scoundrels sacked small vermin left by evil midgets wearing pink Fedoras and speedos. However, Elvis wasn't having cheesecake; he stopped to adjust Stacy's corset that had melted rubber down its frog but sadly, he died.
Cheney shot the lawyer in the buttocks with spitballs made of recycled garbage with asparagus. After blowing the mayor, he loaded up 12 hundred bucks obtained illegally so he licked garbage which Statesman tossed overseas. I then drank sour kiwi Rum. Drunken Avenger then sang Imagine. Afterward, Lily Tomlin beheaded the Tele-tubby while it sat eating pickled beets.
Next, Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockheart, Vincent Valentine and Yuffie Kisaragi took Aeris Gainsborough out cold.
Considering everything that transpired, little foot sat on his behind waiting for apples. Eskimo kisses tickled my tootsies unmercifully. Eventually, they screamed bloody Sunday until one benevolent little prince started rubbing knobs fiercely.
More midgets climbed Numina and pruned quietly. Taking advantage of nimble and skilled gastrointestinal parasites wasn't such a hard chore, except flying ones drove crazy trains.
Then, He-man decided to lick post-its and stuff because -
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granny Emmi
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*growls*
And yet I'm only 36 durnit.
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That's an awesome piece of art hunni. Gratz on yet another piece for your collection!
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Good work
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Like you need to be sneaky about that in here, Bay
Also, good morning everyone
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So, tomorrow night in the Hollows peeps? Meet at Det. Whats-his-name?
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Once upon a Positron there was a bug. It's purple Mankey liked saving walruses deaths. Until a green shoe fell off a pretty cloud of root beer fluff cleaving off seven little toes while chewing Bubblegum. After seeing the drunk Pinnacle-ite puke chunky bits of magnets, it stumbled into a garbage carafe. Feeling pretty depressed, it died a Lonely death.
Elsewhere, there were some hungry hippos dancing on me for every time one slurps from the fountain of Wayne. In the early dawn, sirens wailed under a pale little moon made of nothing. People thought they saw Ghost Widow munching on Doritos with Valerie. But it wasn't Doritos, it was a magical corncob that sexy Jay designed with care.
This time, she wanted 12 umpa-loompas and 5 slimy Pterodactyls with Listerine. Suddenly the wizard Spanksalot grumbled with great big annoyance. Dirty scoundrels sacked small vermin left by evil midgets wearing pink Fedoras and speedos. However, Elvis wasn't having cheesecake; he stopped to adjust Stacy's corset that had melted rubber down its frog but sadly, he died.
Cheney shot the lawyer in the buttocks with spitballs made of recycled garbage with asparagus. After blowing the mayor, he loaded up 12 hundred bucks obtained illegally so he licked garbage which Statesman tossed overseas. I then drank sour kiwi Rum. Drunken Avenger then sang Imagine. Afterward, Lily Tomlin beheaded the Tele-tubby while it sat eating pickled beets.
Next, Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockheart, Vincent Valentine and Yuffie Kisaragi took Aeris Gainsborough out cold.
Considering everything that transpired, little foot sat on his behind waiting for apples. Eskimo kisses tickled my tootsies unmercifully. Eventually, they screamed bloody Sunday until one benevolent little prince started rubbing knobs fiercely.
More midgets climbed Numina and pruned quietly. Taking advantage of nimble and skilled gastrointestinal parasites wasn't such a hard chore, except flying ones drove crazy trains.
Then, He-man decided to lick post-its and -
Oh! I need to make a hero to play the arc with ... Emmi can't rescue herself, eh?
Okay, I'll roll up another toon on Guardian for the arc :-) Mebbe a re-roll of my main on Virtue, Lil Miss Goth Girl? -
Just be thankful you're alive to be here and miserable like the rest of us.
My breakfast made my tummy hurt
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Morning Maddy
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*slides out of bed a bit earlier than usual, from in-between Detra and Wylenytes, gives each a peck on the cheek, then quietly gets dressed in a short grey skirt, white blouse, and a nice pair of strappy sandals. Applies a touch of lipgloss, then pads down the steps and notices it's desereted. Sets the CHEFBOTS and COFFEETRON 9000 for Monday and patiently waits for the coffee-flavored coffee to brew.
So peoples, how was everyone's weekend and Fathers Day? My grandson had his very first birthday party yesterday! (and before you ask, I'm 36. We started early ) He's the cutest baby ever! Even cuter than my kids when they were babies *chuckles*
*takes a mug of coffee up for Detra, and another for Wyld, then fills up the Lake MochaJava for Becky in case she happens to come by*
Good morning everyone
Also, I've been requested to give everyone a message: Tiger says hello and he misses you all. He also gives FluffyTigerPounces! -
in the DQ.
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*is eating cold pizza right now*
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((OOC)) gratz BBQ
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Happy Fathers Day peoples.
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Once upon a Positron there was a bug. It's purple Mankey liked saving walruses deaths. Until a green shoe fell off a pretty cloud of root beer fluff cleaving off seven little toes while chewing Bubblegum. After seeing the drunk Pinnacle-ite puke chunky bits of magnets, it stumbled into a garbage carafe. Feeling pretty depressed, it died a Lonely death.
Elsewhere, there were some hungry hippos dancing on me for every time one slurps from the fountain of Wayne. In the early dawn, sirens wailed under a pale little moon made of nothing. People thought they saw Ghost Widow munching on Doritos with Valerie. But it wasn't Doritos, it was a magical corncob that sexy Jay designed with care.
This time, she wanted 12 umpa-loompas and 5 slimy Pterodactyls with Listerine. Suddenly the wizard Spanksalot grumbled with great big annoyance. Dirty scoundrels sacked small vermin left by evil midgets wearing pink Fedoras and speedos. However, Elvis wasn't having cheesecake; he stopped to adjust Stacy's corset that had melted rubber down its frog but sadly, he died.
Cheney shot the lawyer in the buttocks with spitballs made of recycled garbage with asparagus. After blowing the mayor, he loaded up 12 hundred bucks obtained illegally so he licked garbage which Statesman tossed overseas. I then drank sour kiwi Rum. Drunken Avenger then sang Imagine. Afterward, Lily Tomlin beheaded the Tele-tubby while it sat eating pickled beets.
Next, Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockheart, Vincent Valentine and Yuffie Kisaragi took Aeris Gainsborough out cold.
Considering everything that transpired, little foot sat on his behind waiting for apples. Eskimo kisses tickled my tootsies unmercifully. Eventually, they screamed bloody Sunday until one benevolent little prince started rubbing knobs fiercely.
More midgets climbed Numina and pruned quietly. Taking advantage of nimble and skilled gastrointestinal parasites wasn't such a hard chore, except flying ones drove crazy trains.
Then, He-man decided -
*blushes* thanks you 2.
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But this time we have a static team going first then the idea of the Sg which i just presented as oppossed to a 'hey lets start a Supergroup based off the rookery'.
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Why don't we give it a couple weeks worth of missions and leveling first? Like puppy said, our previous attempts have been kinda half-[censored].