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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 3:23 pm
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ZimbuTessen minus infinity ZimbuTessen Victuz had been sitting at his station by one of the booths for a while. He had his legs kicked up and was reading "Of Mice, Men, and Monsters." He hadn't had any entertainment in a while, and was dying for someone to come by. (What booth is this lovely man at called? >w< While Amberlynn is running around looking for Secret she might just run into Victuz. ;3
... -bored, has no life-) [It doesn't have a name per-say. It's one of those fish catching games, where you use the net to catch a fish. If you catch it, you keep it. If you'd want whatever the hell Victuz has in there. XD]
(Oh, those things. xD Okay, cool. We'll just see what happens next now.)
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 7:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 7:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:16 pm
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But finally the Ferris Wheel came to a stop and everyone was let off, making a huge clump of human traffic when suddenly they wondered what else to do; where to go. Where to go in a seemingly never-ending carnival? It's a hard choice between the bathroom and cotton candy booth, isn't it? Amberlynn was one of the last to be let off the wheel, and by that time she was all but shaking from impatience, fear and growing anger towards the stupidity of all these others that still stood in a huge clump. She jumped off out of the cart, which rocked in defiance to the sudden movement. Well, she would just have to push past the huge clump of people, now wouldn't she? Defiance of any kind (inanimate or not) be damned. She had more important things to do than stand scratching her head - she had to find her daughter! And push she did, although the reactions of the people huddling together like penguins wasn't anything good - a few cursed, a few pushed right back and one spat on her shoe. Ew! That was gross. She would have retorted to the animal in some way or another, but she was already pushing past more people in a hope to catch sight of her daughter. No, no, no ... wait! Was that her right there, holding a purple balloon? No, that wasn't her either ... Amberlynn finally pushed past the last of the huddling families with cranky children and babbling babies, with a sigh of relief; thank gooodness that was over. Her day, however, was far from over. She still had to find Secret, and she didn't know where she was. If only she could find that stupid note, maybe it would have given her a clue as to where Secret was ... But it was probably irretrievable now, and Amberlynn didn't think that she really had the patience to go running after a piece of paper. With a second, more irritable sigh she plopped down on a bench sitting just to the left of a strange looking booth. Whether she liked it or not curiousity took over and Amberlynn studied the booth with flickering, irritable violet eyes. It was a game booth, the kind where if you caught a fish you could keep it. Secret might have really liked to try that ...
So what are your wages? Amberlynn probably wasn't going to explain it herself, but the context of her question was how many tickets or coins she needed to play this certain game. Think you can handle me?
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 10:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 6:21 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 1:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 5:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 5:24 pm
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