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Post by Charisma69 on Jun 7, 2005 23:44:32 GMT -5
*loving the update to the Potty tale* ;D
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 8, 2005 9:43:23 GMT -5
I love you, quantumcat
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Post by quantumcat on Jun 8, 2005 21:01:36 GMT -5
thank you darlins'!
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 9, 2005 9:41:09 GMT -5
More! We must hear MORE!
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Post by Charisma69 on Jun 9, 2005 20:03:23 GMT -5
More! We must hear MORE! I totally agree!
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Post by GreatMuppetyNick on Jun 9, 2005 21:57:40 GMT -5
If you're happy and you know it
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Oh, sorry, I thought we were doing a sing-a-long
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Post by quantumcat on Jun 10, 2005 2:52:43 GMT -5
Suddenly,the room quivers.
A few of the smaller pots begin to vibrate and move toward the edge of the potting bench.
The botanists scurry to grab their leafy charges before they topple to the floor.
The shaking increases and the rumble is joined by a wrenching sound-as if the bowels of the earth had just received a high colonic.....
"What the hell IS that?!!! a botanist shouts. He tucks what appears to be Eve's elbow back under the mulch then staggers across the room to peer out the window.
He gapes in terror and disbelief.
There before him is a gargantuan plant-similar to the tiny ones surrounding him but distorted by size..and hate!
"Get out of here! Everyone! NOW!!!!!!!" he yells to a rather empty room.
Outside,the corridor echoes with the clatter of dozens of feet pummeling the slick tiles,swarming towards elevators,stairs....anywhere away from the huge,green monstrosity...
The overhead lights dim and flicker.
Between their panic and the strobe effect,the stumbling horde fails to notice the delicate tendrils emerging from the cracks in the floor.
They are oblivious to the gnarled limbs punching through the crumbling walls and reaching...reaching.....
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Post by Charisma69 on Jun 15, 2005 0:13:17 GMT -5
What happens next? You can't leave us hanging.
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 15, 2005 9:32:22 GMT -5
Potty- Not Fade Away...
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Post by quantumcat on Jun 18, 2005 18:17:06 GMT -5
I'm waiting for the originator of 50 foot Potty to pick up the tale.
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 27, 2005 9:58:38 GMT -5
The towering uber-potty shook the building to its very foundation.
She could feel the countless, mindless, cutting-thralls bending to he will inside. A cadre of her leafy soldiers dug the by-now decomposing corpse of Warryl the plant-tending demon from Potty's original pot where he had been left by Angel to rot back on page one.
His cadaver animated by the sheer photsynthisized hate that surged through potty's soul, he lurched toward the slutty potty clone/audrye hybrid from behind, a full bottle of Pine SOl hidden behind his back.
Potty laughed. She could feel the terror of a million Wolfram and Hart employees writhing and cowering through the sub stratas of the etheric net surrounding the building. Their pain was equisite.
'Hey! Bey-Otch! You can't do that to MY playground!' the potty/audrey thing (who we will henceforth call 'Podrey') shouted, but she was cut off by the stinking cadavorous arm of warryl as he took her in a choke hold from behind, lavishing the sickly medicinal yet highly popular name-brand cleaner into her root system. She gasped and gagged for precious Carbon DIoxide, but found only pine. And pain.
Suddenly, a voice came clear in Potty's head, soothing her pain, leaching the very anger from her firmament.
'Stop this. Stop this destruction now.' Came the ringing, regal voice.
Potty looked down at the street, cracked and broken beneath her marauding root system. There was a tiny woman wearing red duct tape with curious blue hair.
'YOU ....JUDGE....ME!!!!' Potty shreiked, manouvering a frond for the crushing blow. Soon the blue irritant would be so much soil nutrient.
'STOP!' The voice came again. CLear and soothing. 'I have empathy for the green. I come seeking only... Inter-Kingdom girl on girl action....'
Potty paused....
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Post by quantumcat on Jun 27, 2005 14:03:28 GMT -5
SOOOOOOOOO worth waiting for!
we are not worthy......
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 27, 2005 15:13:31 GMT -5
I think this section of the story may require either ITL or TJ to pick it up...
Or possibly bitterman...
On second thought, I genuinely fear what bitterman might have to add....
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Post by quantumcat on Jun 27, 2005 15:52:58 GMT -5
don't fear the bitterman or the gibbon with his knife. don't fear the bitterman when your sweet pudding's still inside.
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 27, 2005 15:59:28 GMT -5
I thought I wasn't supposed to PAY the bitterman.... Oh, now I'm all embarrased.... I should have paid him then, huh? Or at least fixed a price...
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