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Post by EarlyBird on Apr 25, 2007 21:35:31 GMT 9.5
*plumber lol my bad
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Post by mirandafan on Apr 25, 2007 23:26:25 GMT 9.5
The Queen of England steps into view with an angry scroll. Queen Elizabeth the first glares at the mess before, and summons over a few of what's left of the guards.
Elizabeth: Someone's in for the chop!
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Post by Tosca on Apr 26, 2007 0:01:24 GMT 9.5
Mab: *wonders what the hell is with all these random queens appearing*
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Post by himiko on Apr 26, 2007 6:22:14 GMT 9.5
Julian Clary: (peers into hall) Did someone call for a queen?
(Sorry, that was a terrible joke, LOL, but I couldn't resist)
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Post by EarlyBird on Apr 26, 2007 7:42:06 GMT 9.5
Veronica: (falls on the floor and sighs) I'll just lie here.
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Post by Mab Rox on Apr 26, 2007 7:43:33 GMT 9.5
Morgance: *takes deep breath* Oh, to hell with it. *joins Veronica*
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Post by mirandafan on Apr 26, 2007 7:44:48 GMT 9.5
Elspeth, from her mirrors image, shakes her head at the array of Queens reflected back at her as she sits on her throne back at her castle, and hops Mab gives them all a run for their money.
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Post by Mab Rox on Apr 26, 2007 7:46:44 GMT 9.5
Morgance: *without looking up* I wonder how many of these...Queens...have magical blood? Sister, do you have any idea?
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Post by EarlyBird on Apr 26, 2007 7:47:18 GMT 9.5
Veronica: (looks at the roof) This is fun, is it me or are we all mad?
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Post by Tosca on Apr 26, 2007 8:06:11 GMT 9.5
Mab: Speak for yourself, mortal wretch. I certainly wasted my time coming here! (blasts a few more guards out of the way and strolls towards the door, giving the leather clad Julian Clary an odd stare) Prison officers: (exchange a glance, look around at the devastated dinner hall, and decide not to follow)
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Post by mirandafan on Apr 26, 2007 8:10:54 GMT 9.5
Elspeth drops mirror to lap, blowing a strand of stray red hair out of her face.
Elspeth: That wasn't as exciting had I'd hoped.
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Post by EarlyBird on Apr 26, 2007 8:15:51 GMT 9.5
Veronica: Let's have a sing along.
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Post by Mab Rox on Apr 26, 2007 8:16:12 GMT 9.5
Morgance: *stands, and follows*
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Post by EarlyBird on Apr 26, 2007 8:19:38 GMT 9.5
Veronica: Let's sing Amarillo.
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Post by Tosca on Apr 26, 2007 8:20:04 GMT 9.5
Mab's face appearing mysteriously and slightly ominously in the mirror: Sorry to disappoint you, milady. Mab: (glances down, spies a small dog next to the very peculiar man next to her, and sets its tail on fire) Fanny the Wonder Dog: (dashes into the hall yelping, and setting alight everything it comes into contact with, causing a general stampede and a cacophony of wailing) Mab's reflection: Any better?
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