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Post by Darngoodbacon on Jun 16, 2010 21:39:50 GMT -5
Reality became solid again. The two, Nar C. and Dimentio, were in a long hall. Up and down the hall were doors. The hall seemed to go on forever and ever. And appeared to have been decorated by someones stuffy Grandma.
"Like a crack of lighting from a storm sky," The grinning jester announced,"Weeee're here! Ahahaaahaaa~!"
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jun 17, 2010 10:51:04 GMT -5
Nar C. felt sick, her stomach doing flip-flops. Why hadn't she reverted to her star spirit form first? The human body was not built for such travel- yet a gaze upon the jester proved to her otherwise. This was no ordinary being by far. She looked about their new surroundings, hundreds upon hundreds of doors- how could he possibly locate the correct one? For that matter, where did each door lead? "What is this place?"
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Post by Darngoodbacon on Jul 14, 2010 19:13:39 GMT -5
(Wheee! Sorry! I had a Dimentio block!)
"It is a demention between dimentions. Have you ever wondered where you missing sock ended up after a wash? I bet you assumed it was eaten by something horrible, Ahahahaaa, you'd be wrong. It comes here, behind one of these doors, starting a new life without you." He dropped her without warning and began to float down the hall.
He seemed to know exactly where he was going, even though all the doors looked exactly the same.
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Post by Mimsie-chan on Jul 22, 2010 18:01:20 GMT -5
Nar C. groaned, rubbing at her now sore behind before staggering after him, trying to look as composed as possible. Curse this flesh. "Such things I hardly care to wonder about but your riddles are starting to become irksome. Be forthright with me- what is behind these doors precisely?"
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