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Under the Fridge [M]
Forget all that crap about "under the sea"; it's under the fridge that's the real place to be!
Are you shy and awkward? Adventurous and full of curiosity? Just plain creepy? Lurkers, stalkers, scavengers, creeps, weirdos, and things that go bump in the night are all welcome to scurry and scuttle here. It's dark, it's dusty, and it's the perfect place to find bits of dropped food and the occasional penny. What more could you possibly want? You may have to fight off the roaches and the mice, but frequent fights to the death just means more food for us all! :D Venture beneath this refrigerator at your own risk and don't listen to anyone who says I'm dangerous because I'm totally not. |
......Are mild mannered pub owners allowed?
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Why, they certainly are! In fact, they get this dried-up piece of meat that I found as a welcome present.
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>:6
.....*Heads back to the pub in disgust* |
D: But it's hamburger! I know how much you enjoy beef...
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*scuttles in and settles into a corner peering around*
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Well this seems like a right lovely place! :D
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Rem; It is lovely. Lovely, indeed. I don't even need to go scratching around for a spot to take a nice dust bath. *offers you a ball of dust wrapped in a strand of hair*
Kilala; HALLOOO!! 8D *shoves the back of a refrigerator magnet in your face* I found this. |
*blink blink* Thanks? *takes the magnet and inspects it* Kinda nifty >w< *puts it in pocket*
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Oh, the glorious treasures one does find under the refrigerator at times...
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I found a couple of cookie pieces under here while you were gone, would you like one? I think they're chocolate chip! ^w^
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*hiss*
So tired of chocolate chip. I'll wait for someone to drop a peanut butter cookie; they're all yours. XP |
*Comes through with a broom and sweeps up the place a bit* >:B
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WHY YOU SWEEP? THE DUST AND DIRT IS WHAT MAKES THIS PLACE HOME, YO!
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*Sweeps you across the room*
Cleanliness is important! Come here so I can bath you! |
*hiss, screech, scrowl*
THERE'LL BE NO BATHING THE WILLIS!! NONE! D8< |
*Scrubs willis with soapy sponge*
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IT BURRRNNSS USSS!!! *writhes in agony*
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*sad face* All the crumbleys be gone nao... *sighs and munches on cookies*
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We'll have to dirty the place up again, ourselves.
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We shall. *dusts hands off and lets cookie crumbs fall to the floor*
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Perfect. Maybe I'll scrub my fingers through my hair and make it snow.
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Quote:
...I think this place is gonna be hell on my allergies -sneezes- |
tsk tsk that's what you get for having allergies. SHOULD HAVE MADE A BETTER LIFESTYLE CHOICE.
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It's not a choice! I WAS BORN THIS WAY
*sob* man oh man I am So tired all of a sudden Why does lunch make you want to take a nap xD |
It doesn't. >:o You're just a freak. A FREAK WITH ALLERGIES.
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YR FACE IS A FREAK
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS |
IT MEANS YOU ARE A LASAGNA
GET USED TO IT. |
But I don't want to be a lasagna! :C A fat orange cat will try to eat me!
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Too late, you can't change your fate now. Not without appealing to the elder gods of spaghetti.
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¤ . ¤ . ¤ . ¤ . ¤ . ¤ yo guys. 'sup all? ¤ . ¤ . ¤ . ¤ . ¤ . ¤ |
*stretches and yawns* =@w@= That's an interesting talent you have there, Creep.
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Who, what? What talent?
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Be thar a willis in here?
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Willis be here. Did not expect you (or anyone else) would come by this thread, though.
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*Pets the willis* Daww, well when you didn't come to the pub I figured you might be here.
*Moves dust around and makes a clean spot to sit* |
:P Willis does not feel bubbly and connected to those people today.
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Poor willis, well we can talk here,
The pub did get rather full rather fast didn't it? |
Yes, and everybody talking to each other about unrelatable things.
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Indeed, I think half the site is up in there. Kinda missing the quiet of the Crysandrea pub.
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