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PostPosted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 9:57 pm 
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Let me read this...

*Puts on ghostly reading glasses and proceeds to read the contract*

Use of my immortal soul as currency at a later date after soul-death, horrible nastiness involving squeesplosions, and almost unbearable terms of repayment.

You have me sold!

*Signs the contract*


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With tired arms from waving frantically at the people in view, Indigo had worn himself out and fallen asleep.

When he awoke everybody was still in the places they were before but just a bit blurrier, and he could feel his head being one big bag of blood, "ugh, this just get's better and better. I really shouldn't have come out for this" He mumbled aloud to himself and gan to swing himself around.

As the circle of his movement became wider he reached out and tried to grasp the tree he was bound to, his fingers sliding on the bark, back out, back in, back out, back in and "Alright!" he said triumphantly, if a little tired. Clambering up the tree with great difficulty and eventually getting around to the branch he was tied to he hoiked himself ontop of it and sat upright, enjoying the lightshow presented to him in blood rush-o-vision "uhhhhrng" he gurgled whilst untying himself. Making sure not to land on anymore traps he dropped off the tree and made his way to the horizon... "Shit, how do you get out of these again?"


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