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Post by observer on Nov 15, 2010 18:51:54 GMT -4
"Do you think I'll be so easy?" Bob asked as she walked over to the new toddler & gently picked her up. "Shh shh, don't cry Minda. Everything will be alright." She whispered, trying to calm the young elf down.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 24, 2010 0:06:25 GMT -4
"I do" said the man, but this was unheard by you. He watched on monitors as he looked at the tiny woman in a jar on his desk.
"Fortune smiles, my dear. Now to trap that other idiot."
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Post by observer on Nov 25, 2010 14:50:01 GMT -4
Bob looked around for an exit once she'd calmed down Minda. A door opened on its own nearby. Bob was unsure if she should go through the door, but saw no other way besides trying something on the table. "Lets hope there's something to help you." Bob said to Minda, being careful of her claws as she held her friend.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 27, 2010 13:12:00 GMT -4
The child whimpered as they walked through the doorway. The room was dark. Very dark, almost artificially so.
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Post by observer on Nov 27, 2010 13:33:21 GMT -4
"Dont' cry, don't cry." Bob said, holding the girl against her shoulder with one hand. "I'll find a light." She said, feeling her claw along the wall for a switch.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 27, 2010 13:42:54 GMT -4
"No need" rang out a voice. Suddenly a television buzzed on in the corner, which provided a weak amount of light.
On the screen was the face of the Mad Scientist.
"Now there. Let's lock that pesky door" he said as the door slammed shut behind the two of them.
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Post by observer on Nov 27, 2010 13:55:57 GMT -4
Bob cursed under her breath as she held the little elf close. "Nice to see who is responsible for all this finally." She growled, walking up to the television.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 27, 2010 13:56:54 GMT -4
"Ah, well, I figured i'd give you a glimpse onto the mind of a genius!" he laughed.
"Now then, whatever are we going to do with you."
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Post by observer on Nov 27, 2010 14:09:45 GMT -4
"You could come into the room and I could scratch your back." Bob smirked, holding up one of her claws.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 27, 2010 15:34:00 GMT -4
"Oooh, not so nice. No, I think I'll stay where I am. But the question is...can you" he laughed as suddenly a loud grinding noise was heard up ahead.
The ceiling was closing in!
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Post by observer on Nov 27, 2010 15:44:27 GMT -4
Bob looked up as Minda started crying again. "Oh great..." She said, trying to look around the dark room for a way out or to stop the ceiling.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 27, 2010 16:13:23 GMT -4
Behind the tv, Bob spotted a door, however, there was an unfortunate problem. it was about six inches tall, not even a cat could fit through it.
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Post by observer on Nov 27, 2010 16:21:35 GMT -4
Bob swore under her breath, knowing the only way through would be to shrink her and Minda. She looked around the room as the ceiling got closer, trying to find something to shrink them.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 27, 2010 16:22:38 GMT -4
"Check the cabinets" The man on the TV said with a chuckle.
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Post by observer on Nov 28, 2010 0:42:40 GMT -4
Bob wasn't sure she could trust him, so she made sure not to stand directly infront of the cabinet as she opened it.
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