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Gancho Libre

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  1. Fred tripped. "Huh?" he said. He wasn't accustomed to tripping. He didn't have arms to stabilize himself, but he did have pewter. That was usually enough. He looked down and saw what he had tripped on. And gasped.
  2. The dic dics were not allergic to cheese. But they were allergic to Kelsier.
  3. Yeah. We don't have satellites. We will as soon as Brandon invents them, though.
  4. Yeah, I do both. I just voted Longest Thread because peer pressure.
  5. The hollow suit of armor pulled out a notebook and scribbled down Sebastion's words in it. 'Always... Do... Sow... Chaos," the suit mumbled. "Got it," The suit tucked the notebook back into a metal pocket. The suit saw that Sebastion had walked out of earshot, so the hollow suit casually sidestepped a couple times to catch the rest of Sebastian's words.
  6. Yeah. Technically, we hit you with a missile, not the bazooka itself. Being smacked by a bazooka could only kill someone if the bazooka was covered in spikes. *Eyes widen* *Runs out of room with that 'Eureka!' shout*
  7. He thought about killing them too. But that would take a lot of time, so instead, he just gave a cheesy, heroic speech and made a timely exit.
  8. Ay, they said wargs. And I love me some Wargs.
  9. So, Kelsier killed ALL of them. Every last one. They all died. Completely eradicated. There were to loopholes to be exploited, no secret abilities they had. They all died.
  10. One of the random, supposedly hollow suits of armor shifted slightly in its place as Sebastion passed.
  11. Vesuvius frowned. This spokesperson... seemed to be more eager to catch this criminal than the others. Was there something this man knew that the rest of the congregation didn't? The Jackal hadn't really been brought up before. Why bring him up now? Who was this Jackal, anyway?
  12. You know, Dakhor teleportation. They can burn up another monk to fuel their investiture. ... So, if one of the monks was a punk, then they could be investiture. Any questions?
  13. Fred frowned at the sound of gunfire. "Hey," he turned to the people who had let him in. "What's that?" They... were already gone. Shoot. Fred started walking towards the main building of the place, where the gunshots seemed to be coming from.
  14. Wargs, as in... from LoTR?
  15. He decided to show his mildly amused state by swing dancing. 'Soon,' he thought, 'Everyone will know how mildly amused I am! Muahahahaha!!'
  16. Poking truth at TUBA I think you meant. Heheh... heh... heh...
  17. EDIT: Ninja'd. Changing my post: Their snuggies.
  18. Fred blinked, clearing his head. He couldn't... see very well. Was that normal? He seemed to have trouble thinking. Was that normal? Yeah... that's how Fred'ss brain works, right? Nice and sloooooooooow..... That wins the race, right? No... that fast one wins the race. Then the fast one gets a bar of cho-co-lat-ay. Fred giggled as a nioce person held the door open from him. Darn, why was his brain moving through slush right now? What was he missing? Was he missing anything? Fred happened to glance at his arm stubs. Right. he wasn't burning Pewter. He felt it inside of him and fared it, and the sluggishness went away. "Alrighty, troops!" He suddenly shouted, running forward, "We have a meeting to attend, I think!"
  19. Xena paused. There were a lot of things she wanted to say, or, more specifically, ask, but she had the feeling none of them would make her very popular among the rest of the group. She lowered her head. She wasn't going to ask for a third time what she would be doing here. No, that would be repetitive.
  20. Gosh, Jerry. Why do you always have to do your job, JERRY?
  21. COME ON, JERRY!!! THINK!!!!!
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