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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 0:41:46 GMT -4
"Wow...everyone seems so calm." Minda said.
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 0:43:23 GMT -4
"Maybe some of them had their minds altered..." Bob shrugged.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 0:47:14 GMT -4
"Hmm...possibly...okay...the closest energy is...coming from there." Minda said pointing to a nearby observation tower.
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 0:49:57 GMT -4
"Hmm, don't remember ever seeing that." Bob said as they hurried off toward it.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 0:51:39 GMT -4
"Wasn't that where a restaurant used to be?" Minda asked. "I think it was." Bob said.
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 0:58:20 GMT -4
"Hopefully no one was in there..." Minda said before stopping. "What is that?" Minda asked, noticing what looked like origami cranes hanging along the path to the Observation Tower.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 1:00:20 GMT -4
"Origami cranes. But...wait..." Bob said noticing an eye on one. "These are people...these are folded up people."
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 1:03:13 GMT -4
"What?" Minda asked, startled by the revelation. "Well then lets unfold them." Minda said, worried the people had to be in pain.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 1:04:30 GMT -4
"Look out!" Bob said pulling her back as something hit between her and the crane. "What the...is this a...pencil?" Minda said.
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 1:07:17 GMT -4
"Looks like it, though it acted more like an arrow..." Bob said as he looked in the direction it had come from.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 1:08:57 GMT -4
"It...came from the tower." Bob said as they approached.
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 1:11:40 GMT -4
Both dodged as another Pencil almost hit them. "We need to get to the top...Fast." Minda said.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 1:16:49 GMT -4
They quickly started climbing the tower before reaching the top where they saw a familiar someone who was scribbled all over. "Jess? What the..." Minda began. "I was coming here for breakfast to go when it became a tower. Then this artist jerk scribbled all over my strange paper body." Jess said. "Such a shame. I was so close to artfully doing away with you." a voice said as a large red case spun out from behind the tower before opening, showing 12 different colored pencils. The Missile Maestro Colored Pencils |
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Post by observer on Aug 11, 2020 1:19:06 GMT -4
"Don't worry Jess, we'll save you." Bob said. "How?" Minda said before the ground started looking strange.
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Post by The Master of the World on Aug 11, 2020 1:21:53 GMT -4
"I'm sick and tired of philistines like you erasing all of my hard work, man. You probably haven't heard of me right? Figures. When was the last time you were in a gallery? Pfft. Don't answer. I'm going to give you an art lesson for free. The name's Jean-Pierre Colored Pencils the 12th. I represent the Legion of Stationary I'll have you know." the case said.
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