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Posted: Oct 16th, 2005 at 05:49 pm
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"OW!! Ooooohhhh....... that hurt!!!"
*the moogle picks her self up off the floor and rubs the growing lump on her forehead where it met with the wooden structure of the bar...*
*The bartender looks down at the creature and blinks. He then looks away and yells to the barmaid*
HEY! BRING A TRAP WILLYA, WE GOT ANOTHER LIVE ONE!!!
*The moogle watches in fasination as the bartender takes out a small piece of cheese. He mutters something under his breath, but Mog doesn't quite catch what he's saying.... but hears a few words of.... "rats".... "trap" and "gonners".
She starts to get a little worried when she sees the barmaid appear with a bloodstained block of wood. As she hands it over she looks down and sees Mog...*
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Posted: Oct 28th, 2005 at 03:27 pm
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*The bar maid instantly drops the bloodied block of wood and watches the ball of fluff. Maybe she did need the block of wood after all.Even though the creature didn't look like vermin who knew sometimes with what spells people cast and concoctions they made up in their rooms late at night.*
Good..morning...hmmmmm?
*The barmaid goes go quiet not quite sure what to say or how to address the ball.*
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Posted: Oct 29th, 2005 at 09:46 am
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*Unfortunately, the bar-tender has no such qualms about what to do with the scrap of fluff making his pub untidy....*
I DIDN'T ASK YE TO GAWP AT THE THING OR MAKE YERSELF AQUAINTED WITH IT! jUST WHACK THE BLOODY RODENT AND GET BACK TO THE PAYING CUSTOMERS! Ye just can't get the ruddy staff these days! That's the fourth one in 2 days! Bloody cat gonna find its way onto the Barbeque if I have anything to do with it......
*He leaves the room and heads for the cellar downstairs, the tirade still continuing with gusto as he goes.....*
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Posted: Oct 30th, 2005 at 12:51 pm
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(ooc: thanks guys)
The moogle is stumped. she looks and the block of wood that lay at a funny angle on the floor, and wanders up to it. She sniffsit and turns her nose up at the stench of rotten blood. she picks it up, wobbling as she does so, as it is almost the same height as her.
She turns it over to see a spring like mechanism, and again sniffs at it. she amost senses danger, but curiousity gets the better of her. her nose gets a little too close and the mechanism does it's job. It snaps a small metalic bar hard across her nose.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH
OWIEOWIEOWIEOWIEOWIEOWIEOWIEOWIEYOWYOW OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
She Flies up so fast, that she batters her head off the bar again...
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHH!"
Then the trap flips off her nose and skelps her on the chin boucing her poor little head off the bar a third time.... knocking her out cold....
you know what they say, third times a charm...
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Posted: Nov 4th, 2005 at 07:58 am
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*The barmaid quickly ran round to the little ball of fluff. She wasn't sure whether it was her imagination but she was sure it had cried out in pain when the block of wood had done it's job besides it would not be any good for buisness if any of the customers saw it and well the manager would kick her out of the job faster than she got it.*
*Picking up the ball of fluff she took it into the back. Checking it over briefly she didn't see any cuts or any serious harm and then placed it a small bag that belonged to her to allow the ball of fluff time to sleep and get on with her job.*
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Posted: Jan 10th, 2006 at 07:14 pm
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(OCC)**sorry for the delayed reply... think im ready to come back now.**
Several hours have passed and the moogle wakes up. She opens her eyes... well she thinks she opens her eyes, as she is surounded by darkness. she starts to move and all she can feel is cloth... she starts to panic.... thinking to herself "oh no... someone put me in with the laundry again"
she tries to break free of the fabic only to realise she's in a bag.... a sealed bag... with no means of escape... for a while more she tries to break free before slumping back in exhaution....
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Posted: Jan 11th, 2006 at 02:40 am
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*Not long later the barmaid finishes her shift and gently picks up the bag and opens it slowly, keeping her head quite back from the opening in case she risks a scratch or two. Feeling no movementother than the slow rising and falling of the creatures chest she peers into the bag and watches it sleep for a couple of minutes. After being quite satisfied that the thing was indeed a sleep and not pretending she heads for the back door of the inn.*
*Not minutes later she arrives home and placing her bag onto her bed she slowly takes the thing out and places it on a pillow at the bootom of her bed and goes to make something to eat while the thing sleeps.*
*Soon the room begins to fill with a herblike smell as well as something that smells quite similar to chicken.*
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Posted: Jan 17th, 2006 at 05:09 am
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*the moogle slowly awakens to the wonderful aroma eminating from a nearby source....
for a moment she begins to let the lovely smell fill her head and her tummy.... and then she thinks about the bag she was in... and panics
DON'T EAT ME!!! *She shreiked*
i dont taste good....
*she opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling... and lying on something squishy....and comfy... she doesnt know wether to relax .... or to be scared
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Posted: Jan 18th, 2006 at 09:32 am
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*The woman jumps at the sudden screech that fill's the air, almost dropping the empty bowls. Looking over at the obviously rather scared creature she quickly puts the bowls down. Just incase the creature screeched again.*
I don't plan on eating you....you too alive for my liking.
*She sits on a chair next to a very small table in the corner of the room.*
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Posted: Jan 18th, 2006 at 12:35 pm
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*the moogle looks at the woman with doe-like tear filled eyes*
you're not going to eat me??
*she starts to sniffle*
Where am i? whats happening to me.....
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Posted: Jan 19th, 2006 at 08:47 pm
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*The woman leans back in the chair her face very worried and rather confused at the same time. She nibbles on her lower lip for a moment or two before saying anything.*
No I'm not going to eat you, your in my little place called home and as for your last question. Considering I have no idea what you exactly are I have no idea what could be possible happening to you, though after the hits to your head possible concusion..or loss of memory.
*The little place called home was just a medium sized room combining all rooms togetehr in one. In one corner was a small stove and a sim[le cupboard containing a couple of plate, cups and some bowls of various herbs. Diagonally opposite the "kitchen" was the bedroom which contained just a small flat bed on the floor and a small side table with a candle burning on it. In the corner next to that was a small table and two chairs enough to be considered the "dining room" and in the last corner was a large sink and again small cupbard for what ever could be ut in there. The walls were far from clean despite the womanas attempts, the previous years of food being cooked and people smoking in the room had permenantely stained the walls.*
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