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       #Post#: 3682--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: guest74 Date: May 12, 2013, 7:35 pm
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       [font=georgia][color=#5694EB]Ah, but if it's not safe for us,
       then it's not safe for anyone! D;
       The police confiscate the bomb and throw it in a steel vault,
       into which I diggy-diggy with my many years of experience in
       Minecraftia, quickly retrieving and escaping with..
       MY BOMB!~
       #Post#: 3685--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Gingkage Date: May 12, 2013, 7:36 pm
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       Or so you plan. But it's already gone when you get there, yet
       another note in place.
       My bomb! Gingkage
       #Post#: 3688--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: guest74 Date: May 12, 2013, 7:42 pm
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       [font=georgia][color=#5694EB]Quickly I phone the police and let
       them know they have a mole in their ranks, none other than
       MADAME GINGKAGE, as there was no other way for you to get into
       the vault, save my diggy-diggy hole (which you couldn't have
       beaten me through, as I dug it), leaving the only way for you to
       have entered the vault to be.. FROM THE INSIDE! *Plays dramatic
       music, picking up MY BOMB and sneaking out the door as the
       police station erupts into chaos and begins their wild chase of
       you once more* C:
       #Post#: 3693--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Faerdin Date: May 12, 2013, 7:46 pm
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       "Good 'morrow, m'lady! Might I borrow that bomb for a second? I
       would not want its gunpowder to blacken your lovely hands. :3"
       With the power of courtesy, I receive...
       MY BOMB!
       #Post#: 3697--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Gingkage Date: May 12, 2013, 7:51 pm
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       Not being part of the police force, they realize that I must
       have used magic to beat you (which is still not illegal). They
       discover this to only be partially right as the bomb Faerdin is
       holding flickers and then vanishes, never having existed in the
       first place. From far away, magically projecting my voice so
       that it seems to be coming from all directions, I cry
       "MY BOMB!"
       #Post#: 3702--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Shadow Ravena Date: May 12, 2013, 8:10 pm
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       I have been watching these antics from the sky, smiling at the
       silliness of the people below. I will win in the end. Using a
       locator spell, and a many clone spell, I teleport to any Ging,
       Blaze, or clone location and take the bomb from her,
       immobilizing all versions temporarily, then wiping their
       memories so they can't track me and kill me for magicting the
       other. For good measure, I fly over to where Fae and Aura are
       gazing longingly at each other, and out an invisible shield box
       around them, guaranteed to slow them down for a few hours.
       Wanting to end this nonsense, I take the box with me into
       Death's Realm. As a half-demon, I can come and go as I please,
       though Death will kill anyone else. Going deep in the cave
       system, I wait patiently for the bomb to explode, and whisper,
       "My bomb."
       (btw, if RP rules are bunk, and fae and aura can team up, I can
       abuse my half-demon half-elf nature and all that en tales
       power-wise)
       #Post#: 3704--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Gingkage Date: May 12, 2013, 8:14 pm
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       An astral projection cannot be killed, and, for a change, Death
       owes me a few favors. So I astral projection myself to you, and,
       now that I have found you, teleport to you, grabbing the bomb
       and then teleporting to safety. MY BOMB!
       #Post#: 3716--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Faerdin Date: May 13, 2013, 12:18 am
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       "Hey, Jesus?"
       "What can I do for ya, bro?"
       "I'll spot you fifty if you steal the bomb from Ging for me."
       "Sure thing, bro!"
       I give Jesus fifty dollars and he magically locates Ging and
       gets the bomb from her. When he gives it to me, I finally
       have...
       MY BOMB! :D
       #Post#: 3721--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: Gingkage Date: May 13, 2013, 5:58 am
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       You knowingly gave him counterfeit money. You are struck down by
       lightning and MY BOMB is returned to me. Oh, and now you're
       dead.
       #Post#: 3726--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MY BOMB!
       By: guest74 Date: May 13, 2013, 9:50 am
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       [font=georgia][color=#5694EB]I slip Jesus my most
       wic-innocent-kedly delectable muffins to assuage his sudden
       distaste for counterfeit monies, coughing lightly with a tilt of
       my head in Gingkage's direction. With an indulgent smile, Jesus
       directs the lightning bolt from Faerdin to Madame Gingkage at
       the very last moment, striking and immediately charring the poor
       Leader of Light Pillar (thuu sparing her life, since who would
       ever wish a fellow Unity member dead? D; ). Out of your
       slight-smoking hand falls the bomb, which I scoop up (nabbing
       Faerdin in the process <3) and spirit away to our hidden
       cottage, the location of which accessible and known only to the
       true he and I – any Faerdin/Aurauris copies or clones or
       astrawhoosawhits projections attempting to appear there being
       automatically redirected to the vacuum of space. :3
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