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Post by thelibrarian on May 28, 2013 20:52:15 GMT -4
The red and white striped door swung open without a single creak. The brass nameplate on it was of course, faded, and so Alan had little chance of guessing what he might be getting himself into.
Yet, every door in the mansion opens for a reason, and so Alan stepped through it.
The room seemed to go on without end. There were circus tents within circus tents, and all sorts of chests and dressers sat haphazardly all over the place. This was definitely an opportunity for Alan. There was plenty to explore, and no one seemed to be there.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 28, 2013 23:04:12 GMT -4
The room smelled faintly of cotton candy and popcorn. An odd smell for a room such as this to have. The room seemed as if it had been empty for some time, when suddenly a giggle came from the shadows of the room.
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 6:56:29 GMT -4
"Who's there?!" Alan called, more than a little unnerved.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 29, 2013 14:12:07 GMT -4
"Oh, it's just moi!" came a voice. It sounded like a girl.
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 15:33:18 GMT -4
"Hello then! The door opened, and I let my self in! So sorry to intrude!" Alan says as he turns towards the door, or more aptly, where the door used to be
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 29, 2013 15:40:12 GMT -4
"Oh, it's no worry." Said the voice as a figure stepped out of the corner. A very pretty girl, curvacious as could be, dressed in a red ringmaster's outfit that clung to her shape. She Grinned, revealing a wide painted on smile.
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 15:59:17 GMT -4
'Wow' was all Alan could think. The girl was drop dead gorgeous and her curves were... perfect, if a bit over-exaggerated. Her outfit didn't leave much to the imagination. "I'm sorry for my bluntness, Miss," Alan said, "But are you a real clown?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 29, 2013 16:13:26 GMT -4
"I am. What other kind of clowns are there?" She giggled as she glanced up and down at him.
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 16:19:22 GMT -4
"Haha," I laugh, "I guess it was a silly question. So, what's your name?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 29, 2013 16:34:28 GMT -4
"I'm Candy, because the fellas say i'm dandy like candy." She said with a wink as she walked over. "Can I get you anything?"
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 16:52:57 GMT -4
"Well, Candy is a great name! It fits you perfectly." Her red lips and white skin reminded me of peppermints.
"Well it is awfully hot outside. Do you have a lemonade or some soda? I'm sorry to be such a bother," I say.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 29, 2013 19:30:11 GMT -4
"Why, I think I have just the thing." She said as she ran over to what looked like an old refrigerator from the 50s. She opened it and pulled out a tall glass bottle with what looked like cola. She used a bottle opener and tore off the cap.
She handed it to you, it felt frosty to the touch.
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 19:45:01 GMT -4
"Wow! Thanks. What is this? Some sort of retro soda?" I ask, as I take a sip from the bottle.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 29, 2013 19:49:22 GMT -4
"Kooky Cola." She said, with a smile. "It's a rare brand, but they still make it, just the way they've always been making it. It's got a really chill to it."
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Post by thelibrarian on May 29, 2013 19:51:21 GMT -4
"That's for sure," I say, chuckling a little. "So, I guess I better get going," I say, "Thanks for everything!"
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