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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 3, 2008 2:33:14 GMT -4
as you do, a hose sticks itself in your mouth. you try to remove it, but its stuck there...you start to panic a little when suddenly you feel air entering your mouth through the tube.
'What is going on' is the thought you have running through your head
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 3, 2008 20:21:07 GMT -4
I desperately try to pull the hose out, hoping to get it out quickly.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 4, 2008 6:53:58 GMT -4
It's too late, and you start to inflate, much like a balloon, but more human shaped. Your muscles get even larger as you start to blow up at an alarming rate...
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 7, 2008 17:32:10 GMT -4
I get scared of the hose and desperately try to pull it out even harder.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 10, 2008 1:28:34 GMT -4
Soon your are pefectly shperical, and the hose pops out of your mouth, and you roll out of the booth, like a big ball
"Ah, well, seems like you had quite the enlarging experience...eh, old chap" says Lord Hugo.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 10, 2008 16:55:49 GMT -4
Oh man, my muscles. There any way to get rid of this air?
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 17, 2008 13:01:48 GMT -4
"Uh, try flexing your muscles or something..." he says with a grin.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 22, 2008 1:51:32 GMT -4
I nod and do so, hoping to get rid of the air
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 27, 2008 7:51:58 GMT -4
You flex, and some of the air comes out, and you smile, knowing you found a way to get back to normal...so you keep stretching, flexing, to get out the air as quick as possible.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 28, 2008 4:31:53 GMT -4
I keep flexing and expelling the air and watch as my muscles come back, this time though a bit more normal-sized.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2008 3:04:19 GMT -4
You move forward down the next path, and in front of you there is a large stone...it has strange carvings in it, and a hole...for some reason you are tempted to put your right hand inside the hole...even if danger awaits.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 31, 2008 14:24:30 GMT -4
I look at the strange carvings and place my right hand inside of the hole, snug and tight in there, almost as if I have no control over my body.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2008 23:41:46 GMT -4
Suddenly you feel pressure on your hand, and it grows and grows, making your hand feel constricted more and more as each second goes by...a shockwave goes up your arm as a voice from inside the pillar shouts "THE RIGHT HAND OF DOOOOOM!"
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Post by tgarwhyn on Aug 1, 2008 1:13:23 GMT -4
I panic and try to pull my hand out desperately. "Let go of my hand!"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Aug 6, 2008 2:33:06 GMT -4
You feel your hand start to go numb as the rock refuses to let go...you notice your skin starting to change color...it's turning...
"Red?" you say as your hand continues to tingle, and you continue to try and remove it.
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