The Sereni-Tree, the Holidays, the New Year, and the Secrets of Zanzibar by TheRealMe

*Pokes Jake7*

My, this is such fun!

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008 6:00 AM

**jake7 pokes SimonWho**

Your turn now, Doc!

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008 6:27 AM

*pokes one of the clones who pokes another of the clones who pokes another of the clones...*

Ooo, this is fun. But it's always fun and games until someone loses a hand. Or is reduced to one.

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Monday, February 11, 2008 8:51 AM

*Pokes thread.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Monday, February 11, 2008 3:51 PM

I've installed a Wii in the games room. They're very popular with the people nowadays.

Or you could go for this unique interface I've designed. First put this helmet on your head. Next be very still while it drills six holes into your skull then inserts metal diodes into your brain.

It's like the Wii, only more brain powered. And ickier.

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Monday, February 11, 2008 6:40 PM

JADEHAND

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
*pokes one of the clones who pokes another of the clones who pokes another of the clones...*

Ooo, this is fun. But it's always fun and games until someone loses a hand. Or is reduced to one.

*watches with great interest, hoping the clones are a lot like the sheep of Warcraft.

A man who walks the Earth.

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Monday, February 11, 2008 11:38 PM

BROWNCOAT2007

*streatches and yawns*

Wow.... where've y'all been??

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Jake eyes this new, almost man sized, rat wearily. He wonders if it is this rat that has caused the sudden darkness, and, if so, what other foul sorceries it is capable of.

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008 1:48 AM

Mostly I've been working on my brain controlled video game thing. I wanted a catchy name that captured the feeling that you are in the game itself so I hereby proudly announce my machine is called... The URin!

What?

No, seriously, what?

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008 10:30 AM

Too cool, SimonWho!

Does the non-brain invading version of your console have the Poke game we've been playing on it?

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008 4:28 PM

BROWNCOAT2007

lol... so very subtle Simon...

Kinda like Nintendos Wee... Wii I mean...

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008 7:49 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*crawls and stumbles, with the occasionally snagged nail (so annoying) its way down the rocky surface. If hands could talk, it'd squee with delight at the the lush warmth of the grass. The fingers slowly (must enjoy the grass) and deliberately walk through the darkened woods. *

'Git! I'm Mai's favorite Harry Potter!'
'Are not!'
'Eat slugs!'

*The hand recognizes Mai's name. It does not remember so many Potter clones, but it has been a long time...it makes its way towards the sound of gagging.*

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Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, "Where have I gone wrong?" Then a voice says to me, "This is going to take more than one night."
-- Charlie Brown

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008 11:50 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by jake7:
Does the non-brain invading version of your console have the Poke game we've been playing on it?

Now there's a brilliant idea! Hang on.

*disappears into his blue box*

*distant sounds of soldering, stapling and sawing*

*emerges*

There we go - the improved URin will poke the brain of the person you're playing with. See?

*thinks 'poke'*

Ah, yes, slight hitch that if you poke someone's brain, you do get odd reactions/jerks/loss of bladder control. But what the hey!

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Thursday, February 14, 2008 5:50 AM

Happy Valentines Day to all!

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Thursday, February 14, 2008 10:46 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
Now there's a brilliant idea! Hang on.

*disappears into his blue box*

*distant sounds of soldering, stapling and sawing*

*emerges*

There we go - the improved URin will poke the brain of the person you're playing with. See?

*thinks 'poke'*

Ah, yes, slight hitch that if you poke someone's brain, you do get odd reactions/jerks/loss of bladder control. But what the hey!

**jake7 gets the sensation of something poking her.**

Ok, that's kinda creepy...

I was asking about the NON-brain invading version, though...

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Friday, February 15, 2008 9:27 AM

BOYS! Stop arguing already, you're all everyone's favorites now just...

Ewwwwwwww.

Uh, you got a little slug drool there on your chin. Might wanna clean that up.

*jumps in fright as a detached hand "walks" slowly toward the group of clones.

What in earth-that-might-still-be is that?

Potterclone 3:(sorry I forgot all their names)
It appears to be a hand, Ma'am.

"Thank you Captain Obvious. What I mean is where did it come from and what is it doing here? Oh and one other very important thing DO NOT call me Ma'am ever!"

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Sunday, February 17, 2008 12:52 PM

TRM,

I know, I know, I rarely make appearances any more. But, can you please not list me as MIA? I wish always to be considered an active participant, despite being not so much "participating" as, shall we say, "observing......from afar"?

Perhaps you can just toss my name about as if I'm there! Or, another idea, carry an effigy of me on every mission and prop it in a corner while you go about your business, then make sure to rescue it when leaving/escaping. OR (and this is the best suggestion yet!) you can make my old room a museum (altar?) that can be visted (worshipped at?) from time to time (at noon and midnight, daily).

Let me know what you think,

Mal-licious

I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.

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Sunday, February 17, 2008 12:53 PM

Does that count as a thread jack?

Mal-licious

I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.

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Sunday, February 17, 2008 1:36 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by Malicious:

Does that count as a thread jack?

With relish!

*bows appropriately*

er....*rolls fingers so hand is resting on knuckles sorta like a curtsey*

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Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, "Where have I gone wrong?" Then a voice says to me, "This is going to take more than one night."
-- Charlie Brown

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Sunday, February 17, 2008 8:43 PM

ORAM

*The rat sees that a disembodied hand is curtseying and goes up to the group of people and what appears to be numerus clones of a wizard that are all pointing at it*

We sleep soundly in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit those who would do us harm.

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Sunday, February 17, 2008 11:36 PM

Ooo, a shrine, a shrine! But should it be like an old church sort of shrine or a modern multi-media shrine where they lend you a headset at the door and it tells you about all the acts of Malicious through the ages?

Besides nobody ever gets to really leave the treehouse. Even Death is but a door.

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Monday, February 18, 2008 6:42 AM

"MISTRESS!"

TheRealMe bows deeply to Malicious.

"We constructed an Effigy of Ebo once, so I see no reason why we cannot construct an Effigy of Malicious! I shall begin work immediately!"

TheRealMe turns to SimonWho. "Doctor, if I am not mistaken, you constructed the Effigy of Ebo all those threads ago. I could use your help to get the Effigy of Malicious to be as lifelike as possible."

TheRealMe thinks a bit. "Then I will be able to use magic to animate it like I turned the Effigy of Ebo into the Ebo Golem! With the Malicious Golem walking around here, it will be almost as good as having Malicious back among us!"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Monday, February 18, 2008 8:29 AM

MALICIOUS! It's sooo good to see you again!

**jake7 hands her a Mai Tai**

Cheers!

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Monday, February 18, 2008 3:25 PM

TWG!! I LOVE relish! One could say I relish it. (Mal-Licious curtsies back and we hear lots of creaking and cracking noises from her poor back and knees.)

SimonWho!! I like the headset idea. We'd have to hand out Ipods with lotsa gigs to hold all the acts of me through the ages, though. And then my defense of them, of course.

Jake 7!!! A mai tai would be welcome refreshment. Please have someone bring it to my hammock and hold the straw for me whilst I sip..... (

That Mal-Licious, she hasn't changed one bit)

TRM!!! Aren't golums made with mud or clay or something icky like that? I should be made of gold. The Golden Golum. The Goldum? Nah. How about diamonds? The Diamondum. Maybe. I trust you and SimonWho to think up something that suits me. And NO, not LEAD. Something SHINY! (Literally...)

Mal-licious

I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 5:11 AM

Hmm. How about a statue of mercury? A unique metal for our unique Malicious. I could infuse it with silver and gold to make it shine and platinum to make it strong.

I could also give it laser eyes, if you think that would help.

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 6:42 AM

Sparky! Please take this Mai Tai to the hammocks and hold the glass and straw for Malicious, please!

**Sparky dutifully comes over, takes the glass, goes to a hammock and waits patiently for Malicious to take her rest**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 11:18 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
Hmm. How about a statue of mercury? A unique metal for our unique Malicious. I could infuse it with silver and gold to make it shine and platinum to make it strong.

I could also give it laser eyes, if you think that would help.

GORRAM IT! That is so freaking perfect I can't hardly stand it! I could easily slip through the fingers (claws?) of any marauders.

I don't know about the laser eyes, though. Do you think they would make me look mean? If you think they are appropriate, let them be NICE lasers. Unless I'm pissed off at someone, of course.

Thank you Sparky. Keep it cold for me, will ya?

Mal-licious

I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 1:30 PM

Laser eyes do have a certain harsh quality to them. Perhaps bejewelled eyes instead? I've a pair of diamonds you could use that are as big as... *cough* well, they're very large diamonds anyway.

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 9:22 PM

TheRealMe is nearly finished with his Effigy of Malicious, made entirely out of Creme Brulee, when he hears that the Mistress Most High desires something a bit more... metallic. He shrugs.

"Who would like some dessert?"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 10:04 PM

*bows and kisses Malicious's feet.

*offers chocolate covered fudgey,carmely dessert of death (but the GOOD kind of death).

Welcome home!

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008 4:43 PM

Wow, eyes of diamonds, creme brulee AND gooey death! I AM in heaven!

Mal-licious

I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.

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Thursday, February 21, 2008 9:39 AM

See Mal, you just gotta hang around more often!

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Friday, February 22, 2008 12:24 AM

*loud noises come from the workshop*

Bloody hell, it's hard work nailing mercury into place.

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Friday, February 22, 2008 3:47 AM

"Doctor SimonWho, allow me to be of assistance!"

TheRealMe blasts the freely-flowing mercury with a ray gun. It freezes solid.

"There! That should prove to be more managable, until it thaws, of course."

TheRealMe drops his ray gun and carefully inspects his weapon hand.

"Uh, Doctor? Can you treat a mild case of frostbite? How about a severe case?"

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, February 22, 2008 4:46 AM

*inspects hand carefully*

Hmm. I think the best course here is amputation. That'll solve the problem in a jiffy.

Hang on, I'm malapropping. Not amputation, afibrillation, that's the one. It'll stimulate your skin to regenerate without any icky leftovers.

*starts the healing process*

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Friday, February 22, 2008 6:42 AM

KAREL

Flying on duct tape and a damaged registry.

Quote:
Originally posted by Malicious:
Does that count as a thread jack?

[OOC:] I should come here more often.

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008 3:53 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Karel

I should come here more often

Yes, you should!

Umm, TRM I know your busy getting limbs cut off and all, but I was thinking (I know, that's out of character) since Mal is back, we should have a party!

Oh and that effigy is very nice, just you forgot the crown.

*offers a crown made entirely of chocolate

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008 3:58 PM

back to the story...

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl
*crawls and stumbles, with the occasionally snagged nail (so annoying) its way down the rocky surface. If hands could talk, it'd squee with delight at the the lush warmth of the grass.

Hmm... well, uh hello hand.

*the fingers wiggle in greeting

Ok, slightly, creepy, so do you know sign language? Maybe you could clue us into what's going on here?

I'm going to take a guess that you have something to do with the wizards school, as the clones here don't seem all that suprised to see you.

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008 8:41 PM

At the newly built Zanzibarbarian golf course:

"FORE!" Quincey swings, then follows the ball with her eyes, hopeful of it landing on the green. It does! It bounces once, twice, and… “Hole in one!” Quincey does a little dance. “I got a freakin’ hole in one! Kronk? Did you see that? Kronk?”

Quincey looks up at her new gigantic friend. He seems distracted. He gazes over the forest with a look on his face approaching thoughtfulness. Or at least as close as he can get.

“Kronk, what’s wrong? What do you see?”

Kronk glances down at Quincey. “Kronk see many, many…” It dawns on him that Quincy is not tall enough to see over the tops of the trees. He bends down and carefully and gently picks her up. He lifts her above the forest canopy.

Quincey sees a magnificent view. Upon the highest of a nearby range of hills sits a strongly built structure. It is a huge castle, large enough to contain a hundred rooms. A series of three concentric walls encircle it, thick and high and reinforced by towers at regular intervals. But from the highest room in the highest tower issues a cloud. It is a cloud that encircles, that envelopes the castle. No, not a cloud. There are many, many tiny forms flying above the castle.

“Kronk?” Quincey asks softly. “What is that place?”

“Kronk know!” he announces proudly. “Place of wizards. Place where wizards make wizards.”

“A school?” she asks. “I remember that our briefing said something about a school of sorcery.”

Suddenly, the tiny forms stop circling the castle and head for the forest, toward the very spot where Quincey and Kronk are standing. Kronk gulps and starts running away, each of his massive strides jarring Quincey mercilessly.

“KRONK!” she calls. “Kronk! What is wrong? What is it? Why are you running?” She glances over her shoulder at the rapidly approaching swarm. Quincey is surprised that anything could evoke such terror in such a large being. “What are they?”

“Kronk see this before! Kronk see monkeys fly! Back when Wicked Witch still rules. Back before girl comes with friends and kills her.”

Quincey takes an ocular out of her pocket and puts it to her eye. She activates the device. Though Kronk’s steps make it difficult to get a clear view, it finally focuses on a greatly amplified image and stores it. She studies it carefully. She sees a monkey with wings, part of a great multitude coming her way. She snorts. “Great! That’s all we need! Space Monkeys! Terrifying Space Monkeys!”

Quincey, Bride5

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008 12:52 PM

For some strange reason, I'm suddenly terrified I left my convertible's roof down. Weird.

Anyway I think we've completed our Malicious to the best of our abilities. Perhaps we ought to have a substitute throne for it as well?

And I really ought to find out what happened to that plot point I left dangling 18 months ago.

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Thursday, February 28, 2008 7:55 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

Umm, TRM I know your busy getting limbs cut off and all, but I was thinking (I know, that's out of character) since Mal is back, we should have a party!

*Jumps up out of his hammock.*

A party! Why, that's great. That reminds me, I bought something back... *PR starts rummaging through his backpack on the floor* for you guys... from... my travels. Aha! *He pulls out a rather large bottle of Sambuca.*

*He smirks* Anyone for shots?

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Thursday, February 28, 2008 9:28 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*crawls up the robe of a clone and pokes his shoulder to get his attention.*

What! Ewwww. Get'er off me! *several clones point and laugh*

*the hand jumps up and hits him upside the head, landing safely back on his shoulder*

Hey. What are you...Hermione possessed?

*The fingers tightly grip his robe and shake him*

Does anyone else wonder how this hand is working? Anyone? It's creepy.

*It excitedly points towards the celebration*

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Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, "Where have I gone wrong?" Then a voice says to me, "This is going to take more than one night."
-- Charlie Brown

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Tuesday, March 4, 2008 2:15 PM

Sambuca? Uh oh.

*prepares the medical bay for tomorrow morning*

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Tuesday, March 18, 2008 5:31 AM

**OOC: So what happened? Did the Sambuca take everyone down?**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Thursday, March 20, 2008 6:08 AM

LEOPARDFLAN

Hi, guys, can I join in?

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Thursday, March 20, 2008 6:45 AM

Of course! Everyone is welcome.

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, March 20, 2008 10:02 AM

Leopardflan, I can give you your innoc jabs if you like. Or you can risk the disease.

And yes, I think the Sambuca was possibly a mistake. A very drunken hazy memory floor shakingly worrying mistake. Ah well.

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Wednesday, March 26, 2008 12:50 AM

BLUEFISHIE

*pops in*

Hullo! I dyed my hair black yesterday.

What're we up to?

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Wednesday, March 26, 2008 5:43 AM

See? Sambuca always results in one hair related incident. Took me three years to outgrow that quiff.

/nostalgic

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Wednesday, March 26, 2008 10:03 AM

On Sereni-Tree, in orbit around Zanzibar:

TheRealMe makes one last alteration. He sighs from fatigue, his breath freezing in the air before him. The gleaming sculpture of Malicious, made out of frozen Mercury, is complete. He takes off a thick, lined glove and reaches into the pocket of his parka to pull out a magic marker (though not as magical as Bluefishie's). On the forehead of the Effigy of Malicious he draws a few special magical runes.

The Malicious Golem comes to life. It blinks at TheRealMe, and takes its first look around.

"Get me a drink!" it commands.

TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, March 27, 2008 9:42 AM