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Post by Marakai Amenhotep on May 1, 2005 18:47:08 GMT -5
A flurry of dust, and MA dashed in, hurridly dressed in her favorite kimono and panting.
" Sorry I'm late! I was out of town for four days, it was heck!" She plopped down next to Furball and breathed deeply. " Waiter, diet sprite!"
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Post by Robyn on May 1, 2005 18:58:01 GMT -5
*makes face* diet sprite?? What the? *shivers* Dun likes it.
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Post by Skiv on May 1, 2005 20:03:20 GMT -5
*glares at Angry-Hornet-Phone-That's-In-Skiv's-Kitchen* Nu ve dun't.
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Post by Robyn on May 1, 2005 20:12:50 GMT -5
*pats Skiv* *scoots PSC closer* Feel better!
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Post by Jette Vonavisca on May 2, 2005 14:18:42 GMT -5
*Clears throat* "Now that everyone's here, can we get started? Oh, waiter! I need another PSC!"
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Post by Kirukelgyr on May 2, 2005 14:52:28 GMT -5
*blinks* How come I feel like I'm at the Nauseous Possum, only better dressed and without things stuck to the ceiling?
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Post by Robyn on May 2, 2005 15:55:58 GMT -5
Cause its like the NP only more formal and we don't stick things to the ceiling?
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Post by Skiv on May 2, 2005 16:01:18 GMT -5
*glances down from shooting spit-balls at the ceiling*
No, we just haven't had time to stick things to the ceiling.
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Post by Kirukelgyr on May 2, 2005 18:40:53 GMT -5
That makes sense. ^^
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Post by Robyn on May 2, 2005 19:43:53 GMT -5
Indeed. *nods*
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on May 3, 2005 9:47:10 GMT -5
TEO sweeps up to the other citizen's table, cackling and waving a tall glass of Green Umbrella Juice.
"Demn straight, Skivvish." She looks at her watch, which has about nineteen marks on it, which read, 'werr?' 'no', 'try again later', and 'GANGSTA SPRINKLES!'
She stares at it and then cheers, tossing it over her shoulder.
"Time to enter the auditorium!"
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Post by Kirukelgyr on May 3, 2005 11:50:42 GMT -5
YAY!
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on May 3, 2005 14:25:35 GMT -5
TEO grabs John Travolta, who has reappeared and is now bruised and whimpering, by the arm and leads him into the auditorium, motioning for the others to follow her. She leaves John Travolta in a seat, picks up the skirt of her dress and hauls butt for the backstage, where the sound guys are fighting off a random ocelot.
"I'm here! I'm here! The guests have arrived! Get ready!"
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Post by Jette Vonavisca on May 3, 2005 14:57:24 GMT -5
*Runs into the auditorium and tackles a chair* "This will be my chair! My chair, and nobody else's. Mine...." *Sits in chair* "Must. Move. Around." *Jumps on chair* "Hey!" *Jumps on John Travolta* "He's bouncier! Whee!" *Jumps back into seat* "Sorry." *Shifty eyes*
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on May 3, 2005 15:04:37 GMT -5
Coconut wandered up to Jette, the camera around his neck, and slashed at his ankles.
"DO NOT BOUNCE ON HAS-BEEN CELEBRITIES or we will ASK you to LEAVE!"
Coconut takes a picture of John Travolta looking scared.
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Look at the lovely leaf Oz brought me!!
