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*Miao ties a red ribbon around her neck in an oversized bow-tie and sits down to wait for Kit.*

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Chibi-Inu-Ezelek pokes his head out of Miao's backpack, coughing.

"S'not fair to make me ride in there. I'm older than you. You should go in the backpack." Miao simply laughed and patted his head, the lil Inu-boy sulking before using his sharp claws to climb up the wall, hiding in the rafters.

"Kit-'nii-chan sure it going to be suprised..."

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Kit wanders in, tired, and falls asleep at the bar from staying up late on the eve of his birthday.

"Wake me up . . . when you have . . . gifts . . . zZzzzZZZZzzz . . . "

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*Miao sighs, smiling fondly, as she wills her fuzzy blankie into her hand. She curls up next to Kit, covering them both with her blankie*

Silly Bakaboy...

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Shin walks in with poorly wrapped packages in his arms.

"Oh, what are they?" Miao inquires, purring next to the napping Kitsune.

"Shotgun rounds, explosives...The usual," Shin responds. "Hope he likes them," the death god says as he makes his exit.

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Kitsune's eyes open blearily, eyes slowly adjusting to the lighting.

Suddenly, he sits up ramrod straight. "It's my birthday, duh. No wonder I'm tired."

He looks around, sees MM curled up next to him, and smiles. "Good old love . . . haven't changed at all." Next he spots the shotgun rounds Shin left behind.

"And I see the God of Death knew a few things I'd be happy with . . . nice of him."

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The glowing tip of a lit cigarette is the first indication of his presence. Vandal steps into the room, leaving the shadowed entrance behind.

"Yer a hard kid to shop for Kitsune. Think I got somethin here though you might like. " Reaching into the inner pocket of his jacket, he retrieves a small metallic case and tosses it to Kit to catch. A few seconds later, te box snapped open at the boy's touch revealing a small metallic bracelet, an unknown language etched around the entirety of the interior.

"So... what is it?"

"It's a last ditch effort. There's no such thing as the most powerful. There's always someone who's gonna be more of a badass than you are. Some of us learn that lesson hard. That there is for when you finally meet that person. There is a race of creatures, caleld the Xepheliumin. Only people known to have breached what we call reality. Possible exception being tt fellow from Hyperspace. Anyways, they owed me a favor. That's where I got that little toy. Put it on."

Hesitantly, Kit slips it around his wrist, unsure of what would happen. the metal shimmered, and suddenly felt nearly burning cold against Kitsune's skin. And then it was gone, unseeable, unfeelable. "It's melded with you now. Nothing will ever happen with it unless you command. Mental command, of course. It's a teleporter of sorts. You activate it, you vanish. And you can carry one other with you as well. Way it was explained to me, it pulls you out of reality. Into what they call, unreality. Doesn't make much sense to me in the least, but I've seen it work. You'll come back into our reality shortly thereafter. Random place though, never know where you'll end up. Simple as that. Hope you never have to use it. "

Vandal turned and walked back to wards the door. Pausing beside a largish cooler that never seems to leave the place, he kicks it open, and snags a pair of cans from inside. tossing one of the Guiness's to Kit, he nods and smiles at the pair, and heads back into the shadows.

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/Actor, still drunk from the last birthday party suddenly finds himself awake, with only a slight hangover he walks over to Kitsune and Miao.

Actor: Hey guys, I'm sorry I'm late, I was hung over, anyways happy birthday Kit.

/Actor pulls out a very large box from the rceases of his trenchcoat.
/Kitsune wearily eyes the box.

Actor: I dug up the body of Issac Asimov, one of the worlds greatest science fiction writers and then using some black magic I re-incarnated him just for you. Watch.

/The box breaks open and Issac Asimov stands before the group blinking in the light, the sixty year old is wearing a tutu and glares at Actor.

Asimov: Do I have to? Please don't make me...

Actor: Do it or I'll bury you again.

/Asimov sighs and stands on one leg.

Asmiov: I'm a little teapot short and stout
this is my handle and this is my spout
when I get all steamed up then I shout
Tip me over pour me out.

Actor: Very nice Issac you can go now, wait in the truck till this party is over.

Asimov: You said that this thing is a never ending party.

Actor: I did didn't I?

/Asimov, tutu and all, walks out of the room to wait in the truck outside.

Kitsune: Why did you do that Actor?

Actor: Because shopping for the man who has everything isn't all that easy.
/Actor grabs some Guiness.
Actor: Happy birthday again mate.

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Kitsune rubbed his wrist, the memory of that *chill* serving as a damper, even though his wrist was already warm to the touch . . . A teleporter, Vandal said? Hm. He also said the location was completely random. Last-ditch efforts . . . disturbing. But . . . it was a source of cross-dimensional travel that Hyperspace couldn't track, so . . . it'll be worth it, somewhere down the line. Since Bifrosting had become too unstable and dangerous, and his abilities seemed to be winding down for some strange reason . . . yes, Vandal knew exactly what to get him, didn't he?

Kit sighed. Sometimes, having friends who had friends who knew everything could get a little disturbing.

While Kit was occupied with this train of thought, Actor walked in, distracting him.

And when the resulting spectacle was over, Kitsune was too weirded out to think about it anymore.

"Oh, ye gods . . . Isaac Asimov in a tutu. Actor, that was something I hope never to see again."

But then, he smiled. "Although, I think I'd enjoy talking to him about the next Foundation book . . . and if I have anything to say about it . . . he *will* write another Foundation book."

(OOC: w00t, fun birthday. And these presents should be interesting, too.)

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Clay staggered up from under what might have once been some kind of couch.

Clay: "Noooo... not another foundation book!"

He said, waving a bottle of what looked like bourbon.

Clay: "Tell him to develop a chjaracter for once!"

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Actor pulls out a small list from his pocket.

A: Okay, we have Pokey. Four hundred boxes.
Beer, 24 crates of Victoria Bitter for everyone else and a Guiness for me, 198 crates of Vodka.. Good, good.
Asimov.. Asimov, get back here, we need you to run the bar.

/Issac Asimov, still dressed in a tutu is looking rather uncomfortable.
I: Please, just let me go back to the afterlife, I was having a blast, Einstein and Newton were having fist fight with Jesus over the advantages of wearing pants.

A: Get behind the Bar Asimov, you an have some pokey.
/Asimov grabs some Pokey and gets behind the bar.

A: Lets see, some Coke and orange juice for those people that don't drink, 45 bottles of each, good. A cake with eight naked girls inside.
/Looking at the Cake Actor pulls out a shotgun.

A: Keep Ghastly away from the naked girls, for gods sake.

A: Okay Let see, cake, yes, snack food? Corn chips, Meat Pies... cereal with beer in it, forty bowls should be enough for Chris.

A: Okay I will see you all on Sunday..

/Grabs a beer, drinking swiftly.

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Oh. oh. oh good God, this is going to be a blast.

*Kit rounds up his presents (minus Asimov) and throws them into KitSei. He stops, pauses for a moment, gets some normal clothing, and tosses them at the tutu-wearing Russian.*

Put that on. Chris'll kill you if he sees you in a tutu, or at least he might mistake you for Treespeaker if he gets too drunk, and I'd rather you NOT get yourself killed. Need that book written, after all.

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As much as I dislike Smilies.
Cheers.

/Actor toasts assembled hoards.

Actor.

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*bump*

I just noticed that Antenor's birthday is in, like, a week.


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Should we get him a lap dance?

Because I think the Keg I brought is nearing empty.

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/Chris stumbles in, his trenchcoat in tatters, cuts and scrapes covering his body, smelling strongly of cheap alcohol and with a weeks worth of stubble

/Chris looks around with a confused look on his face

Wha?

...Who?

/Chris rubs his eyes and then gets a look of concentration on his face

I... I think I've been here before...

Why do I get this feeling like I've seen this place before, its like Deja Vu or something.

/Chris thinks for a moment

Oh yeah! This used to be one of my old stomping grounds.

Why did I... Oh yeah!

I have a job, and I have a cable modem. I have returned!

/Chris waves his hand in the air in a swiping motion

Shit... It's been too long, I remember being able to open places in mid air.

I think they were called rifts...

I remember having many other powers too...

/Chris looks at a random boardie

Who are you?


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*A flutter, then a black portal appears, and Chaos Steps through. The portal then becoming the tail end of his cape.*

I am hunting one who threatens my reign of nercro-fu king. I shall continue the hunt.

*Chaos steps into his cape, the the portal flutters and shrinks, and finnaly dissapears.

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