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It was all moving as smoothly as a well oiled clock. If said clock was designed to steal secret corespondance between 'waring' nations. Only ten minutes earlier Gelleez had made her way through the grand ballroom as a guest. Snatching a sip of wine as she passed she winked at a tall gentleman in red and then giggled to herself as his dance partner started giving him a serious glare. Her fingers glided only the dessert table. Snatching up a rose carved out of cheese she popped it into her mouth and then realized expensive doesn't always mean tasty.
Slipping into a side room she spit out the chewed snack as she slipped out of her overly poofy ball gown then made her to the Duke's study. Pulling aside a portrait of the Duke she snickered, "Musta paid the guy extra to paint him with a chin." A vial of acid later an the documents that were once locked away in his wall safe were now comfy-cozy in her hip pack. While she herself was slipping out onto the roof.
Window locks, however well designed never work quite as well when you're starting from the inside. Securing her line she then began her decent along the wall. Looking out across the start lit sky of the surounding land. Peering into the woods, to where her horse was waiting.
Then she heard the snap and took a better look into the moat below. Narrowing her eyes as they adjusted to the night she stared at the forms below. She's heard of them, and thought they were just a joke. But there they were. Crawling in and out of the moat. Swiming about her escape route.
"Seriously... how do you get a crocodile to mate with a cactus?"
Slipping into a side room she spit out the chewed snack as she slipped out of her overly poofy ball gown then made her to the Duke's study. Pulling aside a portrait of the Duke she snickered, "Musta paid the guy extra to paint him with a chin." A vial of acid later an the documents that were once locked away in his wall safe were now comfy-cozy in her hip pack. While she herself was slipping out onto the roof.
Window locks, however well designed never work quite as well when you're starting from the inside. Securing her line she then began her decent along the wall. Looking out across the start lit sky of the surounding land. Peering into the woods, to where her horse was waiting.
Then she heard the snap and took a better look into the moat below. Narrowing her eyes as they adjusted to the night she stared at the forms below. She's heard of them, and thought they were just a joke. But there they were. Crawling in and out of the moat. Swiming about her escape route.
"Seriously... how do you get a crocodile to mate with a cactus?"
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"Seriously... how do you get a crocodile to mate with a cactus?"
A bottle of Jack Danials, two chickens, a third partner with willing hands, a Xanth porno on SMTBlue cable, and a medicaly unsafe amount of rave pills.
She'd have to be wearing a -really- poofy ballgown to hide those leather gauntlets!
A bottle of Jack Danials, two chickens, a third partner with willing hands, a Xanth porno on SMTBlue cable, and a medicaly unsafe amount of rave pills.
She'd have to be wearing a -really- poofy ballgown to hide those leather gauntlets!
When a reptile and a plant love eachother very much (and copious quantities of alcohol are consumed by all involved) a strange and beautiful act takes place. Now you might be getting to the age when hair grows from strange places, or your body starts behaving weirdly without your control, and that's okay. It just means you're possessed by a nether spirit, the day of reckoning is at hand and you don't have to worry for long.
You could be extra-devious. You reveal your plan, but it is a faux-plot, the hero emerges triumphant to confront you, you capture said hero, explain the plot to them, they escape and foil your plan, but in doing so fail to notice the other plan. The hero is out of gadgets and ideas. In their moment of triumph you enact your true plan that causes their annihilation and your ultimate victory is assured!
true, thou if YOU woke up next to a cactus, or in defense of the plant, a Croc?
My reaction would be....well honestly relieved, considering what i have been known to do. its better that then...ya know.... Waking up in between two very drunk Elephants, and one of them is a very LARGE male....
God that was seriously the longest awkward moment in my life when they woke up and looked at each other, then screamed. Who'd have known they were related?
My reaction would be....well honestly relieved, considering what i have been known to do. its better that then...ya know.... Waking up in between two very drunk Elephants, and one of them is a very LARGE male....
God that was seriously the longest awkward moment in my life when they woke up and looked at each other, then screamed. Who'd have known they were related?
Damn your ingenious mind! To master such interesting stories.
Though, tell me, what brings on such random stories...or perhaps not so random? Is it to add extra spark to your images? Was it out of fear that no one would look if she didn't have a chest the size of a mountain popping out her top?
Though, tell me, what brings on such random stories...or perhaps not so random? Is it to add extra spark to your images? Was it out of fear that no one would look if she didn't have a chest the size of a mountain popping out her top?
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