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kingdomdressing2009-10-30 06:24 pm
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[what's this? in one of the common areas, an ancient-looking candle on a stand has appeared, next to another stand that has a rather... interesting-looking book under glass. it's bound with human skin, for those that can tell. there's a plaque sticking out from the candle's stand that reads:
Black Flame Candle - Made from the fat of a hangman. Legend says that on a full moon it will raise the spirits of the dead when lit by a virgin on Halloween night.
Do you light it?]
Black Flame Candle - Made from the fat of a hangman. Legend says that on a full moon it will raise the spirits of the dead when lit by a virgin on Halloween night.
Do you light it?]
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Oh, incredibly so! Which is why I think a clever boy like you deserves a reward!
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Reward like what?
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Lets see what my dear book thinks is good, hmm?
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[pulling away harder now, and summoning his Keyblade.]
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[oh look, the page stopped on a description of how to steal the soul from a child to make yourself younger]
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[um yes sorry ladies, he's casting a Thundaga now.]
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Look, sister! He casts lightning from his shiny stick!
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[oh hey, guess who has zapping powers of her own?]
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Sisters! His reward shall not be to die, but to live as the cowardly creature he truly is! Now, sing!
[oh look, they're chanting. and is the room suddenly getting bigger?]
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Ooh, Winnie! Can I chop off his tail? I need a new lucky one!
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Do what you want with him, Sarah. Mary! Come help me brew this potion!
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Let me go!
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[Sarah will just have fun tossing Sora up into the air until she gets a glint in her eye. when did she get that butcher's knife? right before she tossed him on a table and lopped off that tail, of course.]
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