The Forsaken - Its Armageddon Baby!
POSTED BY: FutureMrsFIllion
UPDATED: Tuesday, December 5, 2006 04:16
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*FMF opens the door of the new Forsaken property and walks into the room. Her footsteps echo in the vacant hall. Dragging her pyre, hot tub and portable bar, she settles in for THE OTHERS*
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Bestower of Titles, Designer of Tshirts, Maker of Mottos, Keeper of the Pyre
I am on The List. We are The Forsaken and we aim to burn!
"We don't fear the reaper"
FORSAKEN original
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Hey FMF! *settles in by the pyre for a short while*
Saw the blog, sorry that man is an ass.
Anything good happening?
Deb
http://serendipityagain.com/
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*Bounces in on a burning pogo stick and nekkid-bounces around the pyre until he slips in a puddle of liquid chocolate and goes flying into the hot-tub.*
Well, here I am.
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(Thx to Desktop Hippie for the banner)
If you find yourself getting too worked up about stuff that isn't real (RP Threads etc), then go outside, breathe in some fresh air and try feeding the ducks. (Because ducks don't care about your politics, religion, skin colour, choice of music or even your haircut. They like everyone, provided you bring them food.)
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ummmm... Nico is this your pogo stick?
*strips off and runs around the pyre for a bit and puts huge marshmallows on the end of the pogo stick*
I'm making some giant s'mores!! Anyone wanna join me?
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*yawn*
So tired...
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Grand High Poobah of the Mythical Land of Iowa, and Keeper of State Secrets
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*drags chocolate hot tub and pyre into the new thread* 
Good morning Forsaken!!! 
King of the Mythical Land that is Iowa
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Who can? Triptophan can...
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*A sudden cracklin’ sound gives way to a tiny rift above the pyre and hot tub. Hands emerge from the crevice-to-nowhere, pulling the rift outwards and larger. PD sticks his head out and surveys the scene.*
HEY! Who left me in this friggin’ portal. Its cold up in here. *without warning, Grover pokes his head out beside PD*
G: Eight is Great!
PD: A’ight Grover, I’m out. *PD hits up Grover with a classic, multi-step hand shake* ‘preciate the hospitality.
G: ain’ nuttin’
PD: Giant smore?
G: Nah, me and C.M. are gonna slide by the Keebler’s later.
*PD drops to the floor of the hall* What? Oh… the clothes… right… right…*removes cloak*
latest vid
the lyrics http://www.greenplastic.com/lyrics/lucky.php
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G'morning FORSAKEN,
Can't stay long. Work. Actually busy. Just wanted to say hi.
Hi.
Later...
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Howdy Forsaken folk!
*throws some more logs on the pyre*
Mmmm... toasty...
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FMF!!!!! Yippe!~!!! I have missed you ever so much!
Ok no armageddon until all my shoes are paid for ( which basically postpones armageddon until say the end of time)
Ahhhh naked running in high heels my favorite
"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."- Albright
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