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arwen
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response 25 of 167:
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Aug 24 01:45 UTC 1994 |
<the Lady Arwen senses a rival for the affections of M'lord
Werewolf and retires to her lab>
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bhelliom
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response 26 of 167:
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Aug 24 03:45 UTC 1994 |
Rival for who's affections?
<Bhelliom, for the first time in many moons, is NOT playing dumb>
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jltaylor
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response 27 of 167:
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Aug 24 22:30 UTC 1994 |
<refrains reminding a certain lady of certain incompatabilities>
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arwen
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response 28 of 167:
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Aug 25 00:44 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Arwen smiles sadly at her favorite werewolf and promises to be
nice to anyone he follows.> As long as you will still be my
wolfie friend?!
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bhelliom
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response 29 of 167:
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Aug 25 13:32 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Bhelliom ponders the preposterous proposition>
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arwen
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response 30 of 167:
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Aug 25 22:01 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Arwen scolds Lady Bhelliom for bringing party
noises to the Alchemist shoppe>
Lady Bhelliom...this is no place for that...now off to
Oathbound with you. tsk tsk...she really is good
at heart.
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bhelliom
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response 31 of 167:
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Aug 25 22:33 UTC 1994 |
I've already been. Four times today. I'm patting myself on the back for it,
too.
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anne
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response 32 of 167:
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Aug 26 01:28 UTC 1994 |
just keep going back!! it get better and better with each passing trip!!!
REALLY!!!!
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arwen
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response 33 of 167:
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Aug 26 22:17 UTC 1994 |
M'lord Chemist? Art thou about? <L:ady Arwen calls loudly>
I have need of some herbs.
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bhelliom
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response 34 of 167:
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Aug 27 00:34 UTC 1994 |
Hmmm. . . .I spotted the Nightshade!
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arwen
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response 35 of 167:
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Aug 27 15:16 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Arwen hugs Lady Bhell and asks her to please not make any more jokes
about the nightshade. She is so upset that she forgot to wrap at the end of
her lines>
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bhelliom
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response 36 of 167:
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Aug 27 19:46 UTC 1994 |
No problem.
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arwen
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response 37 of 167:
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Aug 29 02:26 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Arwen realizes that she was being waaaaaay too sensitive and
apologizes to the court>
So sorry,all.....rough night!
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wavestar
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response 38 of 167:
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Sep 1 20:13 UTC 1994 |
Always forgiven, m'lady.
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bhelliom
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response 39 of 167:
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Sep 2 02:41 UTC 1994 |
You didn't do anything wrong arwen. If it upsets you, then it upsets you. More
talk about todies howeveer. It seems the right place to talk about them.
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arwen
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response 40 of 167:
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Sep 2 17:47 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Arwen blushes and hugs both Lady Amairgen and Wavestar>
All is forgotten. Toadies? PURPLE TOADIES???
I like purple toadies! Good soup!
<Lady Arwen is seen packing her bags and there is at least
one purple webbed foot sticking out>
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bhelliom
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response 41 of 167:
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Sep 3 02:48 UTC 1994 |
<Lady Bhelliom CAREFULLY nudges the foot into the bag along with the rest of
what she reaons to me a purple body.
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eliot
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response 42 of 167:
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Sep 6 18:42 UTC 1994 |
On a sign in the front window:
In large print:
Proprietor Returned from Sabbatical
In fine print:
The Alchemist to his most royal fuzziness and his most
loyal court wishes to annouce his return. After engaging in
hand-to-hand combat with the largest bookest in the furthest
libraries and traveling through the driest of tomes, DDQ has
returned triumphant to once again partake of other's knowledge
and offer up his own wisdom to any and all that would brave the
interior of his shoppe (and his mind).
WELCOME ONE AND ALL!
<chink, quaff, quaff, quaff>
ALL HAIL THE MIGHT OF FUZ AND HIS COURT!
<chink, quaff, quaff, quaff>
MAY THE LIGHT OF FUZ's WISDOM FOREVER GUIDE THE COURT IN ITS
ETERNAL SEARCH FOR... FOR... FOR WHATEVER IT IS WE'RE
SEARCHING FOR!
<chink, quaff, quaff, quaff>
Did I mention that this has been a loooong, dryyyyy sabatical.
MAY YOUR CORN FUTURES FOREVER OUTGROW YOUR CORNS!
<chink, quaff, quaff, quaff>
I'm not a drunk as some thinkle peep I am. It's just that the
drunker I sit here, the longer I get.
<chink, quaff, quaff, quaff>
<DDQ makes a gentle WAM! with the floor>
*8-)
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brighn
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response 43 of 167:
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Sep 6 23:07 UTC 1994 |
<Thinking quickly, TBG grabs something off a shelf and pours it down
DDQ's throat.>
Say, what *is* hemlock, anyway?
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bhelliom
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response 44 of 167:
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Sep 6 23:46 UTC 1994 |
Have you any of that chesnutty-smelling stuff?
<bhelliom looks innocent>
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brighn
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response 45 of 167:
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Sep 7 01:51 UTC 1994 |
<TBG sniffs a few bottles, finds one that smells nutty, and tastes it>
Yep, I think this is it.
<Suddenly, TBG doesn't feel so good.>
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bhelliom
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response 46 of 167:
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Sep 7 02:52 UTC 1994 |
Oh dear. . .I don't think ipecac will work, this time!
I just don't know what does!
Oh bother!!!
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brighn
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response 47 of 167:
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Sep 7 05:29 UTC 1994 |
Never mind, that was just the vanilla extract. Here's the arsenic.
<TBG was just woozy because he doesn't respond well to vanilla.>
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eliot
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response 48 of 167:
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Sep 7 17:04 UTC 1994 |
To That Brian Guy:
Hemlock is how a desperate guys attached himself to a skirt.
To Amairgen Whitebranch:
I have plenty of that chestnutty-smelling stuff. I recomend
the potassium variety as people tend to have too large of a
sodium intake as it is.
To That Brian Guy:
I have just the thing to help with what ails you. Now let's
see, where did I put it? Hmmmm....
To Amairgen Whitebranch:
Don't worry, I have just the thing that will help. Oh drat,
the labels feel off of these three bottles and what I wants in
one of them. Oh well, I'll give him a little of each.
To That Brian Guy:
Hold your nose, this will help you with the vanalin problem
you have (vanalin is the most likely substance that makes
you woozy since I rather doubt it is the alcohol)
By the way, I have a Caribbean variation on salsa, anyone want
to try it?
DDQ (AKA: me)
*8-)
P.S.: The salsa is in the little brown jug on my desk next to
my little brown jug of fruit extract on my desk. Help yourself.
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brighn
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response 49 of 167:
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Sep 7 17:17 UTC 1994 |
<TBG is felling completely refreshed, and tastes some of the salsa. Yum!>
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