Soap Opera Time!!!!!!!!
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Thread Topic: Soap Opera Time!!!!!!!!
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      name: wombie zombat
age: 27
gender: male
decription: 5'7" half elf, long black hair, golden eyes, thin, palish, cheerful.
occupation: cleric. - 
    
      
      "I gotta wonder what the hell's with that cooler dude though..." he wondered out loud.
Candace jumped when she saw Piccolo, Kali snickered at Candace's reaction. - 
    
      
      "I think it's because we killed his brother" Trunks said. ~ Piccolo glared at them and then turned his attention back to Amy. "Well? Or do I have to kill you?"
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      "He's DEAD???" Jason yelled.
Kali stared at Piccolo with narrow eyes and an annoyed expression. - 
    
      
      wombie sits way off in the distance, propped up in i tree with a cross bow aimed at trunks.
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      (Ork, Trunks is in a bottle at the moment) "Yeah, that b------ Frieza deserved it for destroying so many galaxies" ~ Amy stepped back. "Piccolo! It's me, Amy" she said.
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      still has an arrow pointed at trunks.
(a blunt arrow)
"i'll smash that bottle and the FREAK inside it!" - 
    
      
      "I'm glad he's dead then." Jason said, then he noticed an arrow outside, "HOLY FRICK" he yelled, grabbing the bottle and hiding under the couch.
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      wombie fires and misses
"damn!"
he drops down out of the tree and starts running towards the house with a knife - 
    
      
      Trunks looked at Jason in surprise. Yams did the same. "What's wrong?" ~ Piccolo looked at Amy's tail. "A SAIYAN!" he yelled, charging a blast.
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      Jason put the bottle on the couch and covered it with a pillow, then he got a knife out.
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      wombie broke through the window and did a flip over jason and knifed him in the shoulder. not enough to do any perminant damage, but enough to stop him.
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      "It's dark! Where's Nimai?" Yams screamed, panicking.
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      (Jason's a halfling btw.)
When the knife slashed into his shoulder, he groaned in pain, "Okay bad luck.." he said. - 
    
      
      wombie grabbed the bottle and tucked it in his jacket pocket.
 
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