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Post by cal on Jan 2, 2009 23:55:16 GMT -5
"Come my valiant companions! It is our valiant duty to save those in distress, an' this shall we do to the utmost of our ability. Verily, not all of us may make it through this unscathed. In fact, I believe that Sir Twiddle may fall first, dreadfully sorry. But we shall endeavor to do our best. Now, are you with me?"
A duck, a ferret, and a turtle stared up at Calcus Corrigan, blinking. You see, they'd been apprehended by the rambling Faerie Consort; shanghaied into his service. The duck, henceforth referred to as Twiddle, was a nervous looking creature, and seemed perpetually confused. The ferret, henceforth referred to as Twitch, looked sly, as if he were up to something; perhaps this familiar renegade was, in fact, up to something. The last member of the band: the turtle, henceforth referred to as Jolt, looked, well, asleep; possibly dead.
"My brave warriors, I believe that we can, no, we shall journey forth. Onward my brave soldiers, it is our time, and we shall take it! Huzzah!"
Cal rose to his feet, producing a plunger and thrusting it out like a sword. You had to wonder where he managed to get such things, but he always did.
His animal companions looked confused, exchanging glances. But he fed them, and they were here, so they might as well play along.
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Post by marcia on Jan 6, 2009 17:36:40 GMT -5
Felicity was bored so she went for a walk. She saw the crazy man with the animals and ran over. Aw they're so cute!
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