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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 6, 2009 15:36:48 GMT -8
Once they were inside the cafeteria, Daniel practically threw Jacques forward. He really wasn't sure what else to do, being in his curernt state of mind. "The zombies are over there." he said, pointing to Samantha, "Make sure you don't cook bacon again."
((Bleh))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Oct 8, 2009 17:38:32 GMT -8
Despite his fear, Jacques laughed and said: "Don't worry. I won't."
Tentatively, he went up to the counter towards the... Were they zombies? They seemed to be rather vacant, but one did seem to be listening to music.
Jacques suddenly remembered that there were no such things as zombies. Verdamm- He counted to ten in his head to avoid turning around and giving Herr Remmington a good verbal slap for the trick.
Now sure that his brains were safe, Jacques inched towards the counter. "If you don't mind, Miss, I have to make dinner now. I'll clean up, don't you worry. You can go off and do... whatever it is you feel compelled to do." He bit his lip and waited for an answer from the almost-zombie.
((Idiot.
*is still emoing*))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 8, 2009 19:03:38 GMT -8
Daniel leaned against the wall and watched. You never know when things could get interesting.
((Short reply is short. And yes, Jacques is an idiot.
"I got this. The necklace, with a black dress-short black dress-white satin gloves, silver bengles, and black stilletos."
"*nods* With a whip."
You don't even want to know.))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Oct 8, 2009 20:22:19 GMT -8
((Mm.))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 9, 2009 16:51:18 GMT -8
Daniel, getting annoyed with the unresponsive zombies, said "just work around them. They're not moving anytime soon." What was wrong with them? Did someone come in and break their spines? Because that would paralyze you.
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Oct 10, 2009 16:52:08 GMT -8
"Oh, right." Jacques went red, but forged ahead and went into the kitchen.
What to make, what to make...? "What do we have?" he said out loud.
After a superficial cleaning up and some rummaging in the "pantry", he found a couple crates of Blue Box. "Sheesh, who supplied this place anyway?"
He started boiling some water and got out the milk as he quietly bemoaned the death of artistry in food.
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Post by Victoria LeBrun on Oct 10, 2009 17:53:34 GMT -8
Victoria entered the cafeteria. And in all honesty, it was nothing like it probably should've been. Nearly dead quiet, and no one was moving apart from the butler in the kitchen making food. Since when did butlers cook? They didn't have a chef? If Victoria had an ounce of talent in the area of cooking she'd apply. But, being one who could quite possibly burn water, she decided not to and sat down at a table, crossing her arms on the flat surface and laying her head down upon them. ((REMM. Go to DA and read my journal. Nao  I did the OC-thingum with Calender characters. #14 is brilliant.)) |
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Post by Seth Heidrick on Oct 10, 2009 20:09:05 GMT -8
((Read it. XD Liked 14. Because I could so picture that. With who they were based on too. Natalie would totally do that.
NE ways... KRAFT!))
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Post by Victoria LeBrun on Oct 10, 2009 20:17:20 GMT -8
((That's why it was so perfect xDDD When I typed in July and October, I was like "they'd totally do that  " and then I remembered January was 2 and I cracked up soo hard. Sydney was sitting on my bed while I was typing and I'd read them outloud, and she got really confused when I started laughing until I explained. She thought it was lawlz. Oh, oh! When's the block party tomorrow? ._. my mom said "we'll talk about it later" to me a few hours ago. But just in case she says yes, I'd like to have an approximate time so she won't change her mind, ya know?)) |
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 11, 2009 10:13:41 GMT -8
((Starts at 12, ends at 5.))
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Post by Victoria LeBrun on Oct 11, 2009 10:21:16 GMT -8
((Awesome :3 I'll call you if my mom decides to be nice today))
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Post by Sherrie Blackwell on Oct 11, 2009 14:39:31 GMT -8
Sherrie, realizing that time has passed by, suddenly panicked. "Dude!" she exclaimed loudly, "What time is it?"
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 11, 2009 16:03:47 GMT -8
Daniel looked at his imaginary watch again. He called to her, "About 8, I think?" One zombie down, one to go.
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Oct 11, 2009 16:13:17 GMT -8
Jacques stirred the pasta. "Whoah! It's that time already?" he asked to no one in particular.
((Suuuuup, folksies.))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 11, 2009 16:45:10 GMT -8
((I imagined him to say that Shawn style. XD;))
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I did the OC-thingum with Calender characters. #14 is brilliant.))
" and then I remembered January was 2 and I cracked up soo hard. Sydney was sitting on my bed while I was typing and I'd read them outloud, and she got really confused when I started laughing until I explained. She thought it was lawlz.