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Welcome to the forums, Mr. Slig! I look forward to meeting your new character.
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*Vince and Correl get to work at the assembly line*
Vince: So gramps...was that villiage you were in really all that great?
Correl: You can't imagine...
Vince: I guess not...I mean what was really so good about it? Just sitting around in huts all day.
Correl: We didn't "sit around in huts" all day. There was work to be done. Real work, not this factory mess. We gathered berries and nuts in the forrests, and we made winter blankets from the meep's wool we kept.
Vince: Hmmm....it still doesn't sound exciting to me...
Correl: It wasn't. But we didn't need excitement. We enjoyed life just for what it was, we didn't need surprizes around every corner to keep us interested. We liked what we did, and we didn't need things to be changing all the time, like you and Jayne seem to enjoy.
Vince: But...every day the same? Ugh...sounds repetitive.
Correl: Not
every day was the same. We held ceremonies on certain phases of the moon.
Vince: Ceremonies? Cool!
Correl: Yes, I suppose you would call them that. We played old instruments, and did sacred dances passed down from our ancestors.
Vince: Maybe a villiage would be a cool place to live...
Correl: Of course it is. *looks back to his work*
Vince: ...... *gets a wild look on his face*
Correl: ....Vince? Sonny? You alright?
Vince: ...yeah...villiage...ceremonies...perfect! ....*eyes still look insane*
Correl: You're not...? Vince, escape is impossible!
Vince: Abe did it, so can we!
Correl: That Abe guy was chosen of Odd! You're just a kid!!
Vince: *looks for some kind of exit*
Correl: *sigh* If I'd known that you would behave like this, I wouldn't have said anything.
Vince: *grins and snickers crazily*
Correl: *sigh* .... *shakes his head*
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Slog: *wanders to the door of the Executive Office* ...-sniff-sniff-sniff- ....*scratches at the door and whines* ....-whine-whine-woof!-whine-.....
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Jayne: *fluffs RM's pillow and straightens his blankets* .... *looks at #7 Slig*...is there anything I can get you #7 Slig?
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