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Post by Lisolette on Feb 6, 2010 4:54:02 GMT 5
(ooc: :3 )
BIC: Slynch blinked. "Very well, very well...I'll meet you at the church. I have some bread in my bag. If you want, you could eat a loaf." He grabbed the rat by the scruff. "C'mon, Bardus..." The weasel growled.
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Post by Malum on Feb 6, 2010 6:11:09 GMT 5
"Be easy on him! He's very delicate!" Malum said from the campground. She looked around and grabbed a loaf of bread and stabbed a stick through it. She rolled the stick, slowly over the fire, toasting the bread. She grabbed her pack and rifled through it. She pelled out a bag of Strawberry Jam and spread it on the Bread. She sniffed it, smiled and took a bite out of it. OOC: Describe what you do to him. Don't just say, he died please   ;D |
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Post by Lisolette on Feb 6, 2010 6:23:09 GMT 5
(ooc: Don't worry, I will...)
Slynch dragged the rat to the grave-yard. He pinned Creperus to a tomb-stone. "G'bye, rat..." The weasel growled, as he pulled out a dagger from his belt. Smiling evilly, Slynch stabbed Creperus repeatedly in the back. A dozen stabs in the back later, Slynch decided that the rat was on his way to Hellsgates, and wiped a bloody blade on the snow.
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Post by Malum on Feb 6, 2010 7:04:24 GMT 5
OOC: Owww...That probably hurt  Malum looked up as Bardus screamed, then shrugged and called out. "I had better get my shackles back! They were hard to find! (And hard to get off of that skeleton)" Malum looked back at the fire and gazed out across the graveyard, she walked over to one of them and polished off the name plate. "Giltrude Ninian. From the Spring of the WildCat, to the Winter of the Blizzard." "Holly COW! The spring of the WildCat, that must be Tsarmina! That was like 100 seasons ago!" |
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Post by Malum on Feb 6, 2010 7:36:06 GMT 5
~Down the Road~
Skipper Torva walked down the road to the Abbey.He wallked and smeeled the air. His feet making a rhythmic *thump thump* against the dirt ground. Suddenly, he heard a scream from the church ground. He jumped in the bush on the side of the road and watched as a weasel wiped his dagger on the grass. Torva sneaked out of the bush and jumped into the graveyard, away from the weasel. He snuck to the clearing and growled. There was another one! Except, she was a ferret. He growled and quickly, he jumped out from the gravestone and snuck up to get a closer look. There was only 2 vermin critters. It seemed that the weasel had just slain a rat. Skipper made his descision quickly.
I'm gonna have to kill them, or drive them off before they get to the abbey and cause trouble. Torva un-sheathed his sword and locked his eyes on the vermin.
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Post by Lisolette on Feb 6, 2010 11:50:55 GMT 5
(ooc: Yeeeaaah...probably. XD Oh, and Slynch has a belt-full of daggers, not swords.  ) BIC: Slynch stuck his dagger back into its belt-loop, and took of the rats shackle. The weasel surveyed the land. He then saw an otter keep himself close to the ground, and looked to the left, as if he hadn't hadn't seen him at all. Slynch put his paw that didn't hold the shackles to his back, as if he was scratching it, but slowly his paw drifted to the handle of a dagger, and slowly pulled it out of it's belt-loop. The weasels eyes drifted back to the otter. His arm was a blur as Slynch tossed the dagger at the Skipper, its tip shining brilliantly in the moon-light... (ooc: Did I get this right?) |
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Post by Malum on Feb 6, 2010 22:56:27 GMT 5
OOC: Sure
Skipper jumped as the Dagger came toward him. He growled and walked out into the open.
"Don't move Vermin or I'll skewer you right where you are."
"Slynch, what's going on..oh man!" Malum said as she saw the river otter. "Sooo...you're going to kill us right?"
"That's right, vermin , You're gonna be in Hell Gates by morning." Skipper said, stepping forward.
"OK, we have names!" Malum said, her anger rising. "And, we didn't do anything wrong!" Malum screeched, grabbing her sword.
"Oh sure! Then why did yall kill that rat!?" Skipper said, his anger also rising.
"Because he was a murderer!!!" Malum screamed.
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Post by Lisolette on Feb 7, 2010 3:32:32 GMT 5
"HE TRIED TO KILL HIS OWN BROTHER!" Slynch shouted, his temper rising. "THAT PIECE OF SCUM DESERVED HIS FAIT! AND BESIDES, WHY DO YOU CARE IF YOU HATE VERMIN SO MUCH!?"
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Post by Malum on Feb 7, 2010 4:51:09 GMT 5
OOC: LOL I like the first sentence of this post
Skipper stared at the weasel with flames (almost) bursting from his eyes at the insolence of these.....vermin!
"First, you're killing evil rats, then you're going to start killing helpless woodlanders." Skipper stated matter-of-fact-ly.
Malum's jaw dropped as the last sentence was uttered.
"You....actually...think...kill.....helpless.....woodlanders?" Malum said, her voice rising after each word, until it became a screech. "I WOULD NEVER HARM A HARMLESS WOODLANDER! I mean, haven't you heard about Cluny, Tsarmina, Badrang, and a bunch of other vermin, ROTTING 20 feet under the GROUND, that TRIED to kill "harmless" woodlanders?" Malum said. Skipper looked up, suprised.
"How did you know about them?" He asked suspiciously.
"Don't look at me like that! Even I studied history!"
Skipper blinked a few times. "Well, where are you guys heading then?"
Malum blinked. " Redwall? You?"
"AHA! I KNEW IT! You ARE going to conquer Redwall!"
"Oh my god, even Iknow that that sounds retarted, 2 vermin taking over REDWALL?"
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Post by Lisolette on Feb 7, 2010 7:34:11 GMT 5
"Wow. Killing evil rats eventually leading up to killing kind, un-murderous Woodlanders. You must be wonderful at the art of thinking, otter..." Slynch said sacastically with a roll of his eyes. "Look, otter, just leave us alone, and we'll leave you alone. So get your fat, prejudice bulk out of here." The weasel growled.
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