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Post by michael on Sept 3, 2010 10:38:08 GMT -4
The "Weight Room?" (I suddenly become very worried. Vern's my appointed Phys. Ed. Fitness Supervisor, and the words, "good enough" do not exist in his vocabulary.) If he gets his hands on weights that belong to a mansion that transforms people...he'll be a monster in a matter of hours!!! Bob! We have to get over there now!! Someone followed me here, someone bad. If he has his way with the magic in this mansion, I don't know who'll be able to stop him!
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Post by observer on Sept 3, 2010 11:50:09 GMT -4
My eyes widen at this news. "We better hurry than, follow me." I say, dashing out of the room without a second thought.
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Post by michael on Sept 3, 2010 21:09:14 GMT -4
I'm right behind you, Bob! (I follow you as quickly as I can with my grey bushy tail flowing in the wind behind me.)
((We'll continue this story in the thread, "Vern's Wrong Turn" in the Weight Room.))
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