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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 1, 2011 18:25:41 GMT -4
"I can't do that." he snarled. "Even if I wanted to!"
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Post by observer on Jan 2, 2011 16:05:09 GMT -4
"And why is that?" Bob asked.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 24, 2011 4:34:18 GMT -4
"The potion has no antidote." he simply said with a chortle.
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Post by observer on Feb 24, 2011 14:06:05 GMT -4
"Then I guess its plan B." Bob said. She slashed his shoulder with one claw as she grabbed the cage with the other. Bob turned, hitting the console with her tail before taking off toward the door. "Hang on." She said, not slowing down as she threw her shoulder into the door.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 10, 2011 13:51:15 GMT -4
In a flash the room turned white.
"Well done!" said a voice.
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Post by observer on Apr 10, 2011 14:30:22 GMT -4
"Thanks." Bob said, looking around as she opened the shrunken woman's prison. "Now how to get her back to normal."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 10, 2011 14:43:21 GMT -4
She then began to grow back to normal size almost instantly. The voice, that of the TV itself, chuckled.
"Once you leave a program, I can fix any changes made within, well, to a certain extent. Luckily Ms. Archer here was only shrunk."
"Gosh, that was so scary" she said.
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Post by observer on Apr 10, 2011 14:47:25 GMT -4
"Well your safe now Ms. Archer." Bob said. "Now to get Minda back to her oldself." She said, looking around for her regressed friend.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 17, 2011 13:43:11 GMT -4
"Ah yes. That might be a touch more difficult, but I am sure its doable"
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Post by observer on Apr 17, 2011 14:00:15 GMT -4
"Great. Do we just need to go to another channel?" Bob asked, spotting the sleeping little elf nearby.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 21, 2011 15:46:02 GMT -4
"The Age Progression Station, coming up!" he said as the fuzz circuled around Bob and Minda.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2011 5:38:32 GMT -4
Bob smiled as she knelt down next to her friend, careful not to scratch her with her claws as she picked the sleeping elf up. Bob watched as the fuzz began to clear around them.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 9, 2011 11:13:55 GMT -4
"What seems to be the problem?" said a voice as the scene cleared out. Another scientist, this one looking to be working for a company rather than his own mad ends.
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Post by observer on Sept 18, 2011 0:20:17 GMT -4
"My friend here had a run in with a mad scientist." Bob said, showing the scientist Minda. "Any chance you can make her older again?" She asked as she gently rocked her babified friend.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2011 1:47:53 GMT -4
'Oh, dear. That is quite the predicament." he said. "I am sure we can figure something out. Follow me!"
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