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Post by Tempest on Aug 18, 2013 11:13:00 GMT -8
Annabethe had gotten up early to ask around the neighborhood with Skips. No one would help them.
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Post by Skips on Aug 18, 2013 11:15:48 GMT -8
Annabethe had gotten up early to ask around the neighborhood. No one would help them. //OOC Can we just make it that Skips went with her...? I think we need to ask Vim. |
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Post by Tempest on Aug 18, 2013 11:16:56 GMT -8
(Sure)
After asking all the adults, they decided to ask their friends.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 18, 2013 11:22:29 GMT -8
Boethiah had gotten up early, with Zirth's help, and went around the island to try to help him fly faster. He was fast, like other Nadders, but she just liked going faster. It also let him see some more of Berk, which he still wasn't used to in the least. Eventually, they landed after a vigorous flight cycle. She gave him some fish and then started walking around with her dragon.
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 11:33:59 GMT -8
Vim went into the store to buy bait for fishing when he noticed the store owned gaping at his dagger. He pulled I out of its sheath and showed him the dragon handle. "Any idea what this is?" He asked. The store owner nodded. "Aye, that there is a dragon sacrificing dagger." He said grimly. Vim looked down on it. "The ones we used to use were never steel." He said, "So it's not from Berk." The store owner nodded. "If I had to guess, I'd say that's a dagger from the Nords. They're born dragon killers. They hail from a land called Skyrim." Vim paid for his worms and left. ((The plot thickens...  |
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Post by Skips on Aug 18, 2013 11:37:53 GMT -8
Annabethe and Skips were walking all over Berk, getting fed up, when they spotted Vim coming out of the store.
"Hey, dude!" Skips called, waving frantically and jogging over to him, skidding to a halt at his side.
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 11:39:02 GMT -8
"Hey, Skips," he said, putting the dagger on his belt, "what's up? Need anything?"
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 18, 2013 11:40:12 GMT -8
Vim went into the store to buy bait for fishing when he noticed the store owned gaping at his dagger. He pulled I out of its sheath and showed him the dragon handle. "Any idea what this is?" He asked. The store owner nodded. "Aye, that there is a dragon sacrificing dagger." He said grimly. Vim looked down on it. "The ones we used to use were never steel." He said, "So it's not from Berk." The store owner nodded. "If I had to guess, I'd say that's a dagger from the Nords. They're born dragon killers. They hail from a land called Skyrim." Vim paid for his worms and left. ((The plot thickens... OOC/*facepalm*  |
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Post by Tempest on Aug 18, 2013 11:43:10 GMT -8
(I don't know anything about Skyrim XD)
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 18, 2013 11:45:01 GMT -8
((the whole skyrim thing i find hilarious is that Boethiah is a Daedric prince in Skyrim cx))
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Post by Tempest on Aug 18, 2013 11:46:34 GMT -8
(AMG  ) |
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 11:47:04 GMT -8
((NORD MEEEEEEEEAAAAAADDDDD))
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 18, 2013 11:51:22 GMT -8
OOC/ Can we please move from the skyrim talk? I was going through my subs list when I found it and I thought it was very Viking-like song so I tried to implement it. I never meant for it to go this far  on a side note the skyrim dragons look badass |
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 18, 2013 11:54:11 GMT -8
((pff okeydokey))
Boethiah spent some time down by the ocean. She hadn't seen Vim all day, but he was getting his stitches out. Probably celebrating or something. Which was fine. He deserved it. But right now, she was worrying about all of her friends. Part of her felt like Metal's disappearance was her fault. If she kept him from getting arrested or went in his place, he might have still been there. As for Allyssa, she just wished she knew what happened after her injury.
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 11:57:27 GMT -8
((Don't worry this isn't going to be a crossover I have a plan))
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on a side note the skyrim dragons look badass