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itsjustcambot2012-04-03 11:50 pm
icanhastail) wrote in itsjustcambot2012-04-03 11:50 pm
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Sixth Theft
[It seems someone else has gotten in on the pranking, though this reach is a bit... wider than Team Cutie Mark Laughter Crusaders. Throughout the top eight levels of the satellite, there have been thin, nearly invisible plastic wires strung across walkways. They're not significant enough to trip anyone up, but for making trip lines... well, they're perfect.]
[Anyone who walks into one of these has about half a second to dodge before a pie hits them on the top of the head. Or the side of the head. Or the face. Whoever's set these up has rigged these to drop or throw pies however is possible with limited space and materials. And who did it? Well, if one looks around, there will be - somewhere nearby - a little scrap of paper with a dagger sketched on it. Of course, that could just be a coincidence. But who really thinks it is?]
[And when Zidane gets on the Cambot later, he's looking inordinately pleased with himself.]
Since it looks like nothing screwy's going on this week, I decided to get back to that play I was working on. Looks like it's going to be some sort of adventure story due to a lack of actual thespians around here, so would anyone want to be in something that requires you to wave a sword around without actually hitting anyone?
Still working out the ending, too - this playwright thing's harder than I thought it'd be. But I don't think much can get worse than those robots trying to write again.
[Anyone who walks into one of these has about half a second to dodge before a pie hits them on the top of the head. Or the side of the head. Or the face. Whoever's set these up has rigged these to drop or throw pies however is possible with limited space and materials. And who did it? Well, if one looks around, there will be - somewhere nearby - a little scrap of paper with a dagger sketched on it. Of course, that could just be a coincidence. But who really thinks it is?]
[And when Zidane gets on the Cambot later, he's looking inordinately pleased with himself.]
Since it looks like nothing screwy's going on this week, I decided to get back to that play I was working on. Looks like it's going to be some sort of adventure story due to a lack of actual thespians around here, so would anyone want to be in something that requires you to wave a sword around without actually hitting anyone?
Still working out the ending, too - this playwright thing's harder than I thought it'd be. But I don't think much can get worse than those robots trying to write again.
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