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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 30, 2022 17:35:00 GMT -5
"Is this some perplexed way of you sending me to the corner?" Shadow asked, not breaking eye contact with Clayton. "Nice try, but I'm not going anywhere. Until Clayton returns, you are under my watch."
Genesis turned to Clayton, shaking their head. "No, I was unable to see her because I was busy making sure Nugget didn't distract himself by digging holes." they said.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 23, 2022 12:14:42 GMT -5
"Either that. . . or I write you into one of my stories only to kill you off in the next scene." Shadow sneered at Whiskers.
Be that it may, even though Shadow could do other things besides playing babysitter, he felt obligated to Clayton. So, before he left. he nodded saying, "You can count on me. I'll try to keep my sanity in place."
"Oh, and by the way, Rolly would have gotten that series done long before me." Shadow said, "With him being a kibble connoisseur. I may be overweight, but I prefer to write about topics that isn't about plump, and people being hooked on reading this."
Genesis hoped the best will come out of Stirfry, and that she'll be freed from her personal heck. They saw what Clayton was doing but didn't inquire about it, as they probably knew the answer. They focused one one objective. Rescuing Stirfry.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 18, 2022 11:14:00 GMT -5
Shadow shrugged. "It could be a sign of me being a writer." he said. "So much so that I may have a problem going back to informal speech."
Genesis pondered. They remembered the events that played, with Stirfry running from the barn. "When she ran from the barn, she must have made it to Villa DeVil, and she's stuck on her car."
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 16, 2022 7:30:57 GMT -5
Guys, I've been tested positive for COVID.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 12, 2022 7:38:59 GMT -5
The star-spotted Dalmatian soon got up and fixed him a plate of hot dogs, chips, and orange soda, returning back to his seat next to Rudolph. He eyed over to the red-nosed reindeer and the screen, and in his mind asked himself if he should make the first move until his handpaw made its way over Rudolph's, all the while the two watched the movie.
Cecilia fixed herself a plate of hot dogs and burgers, but hey she's a carnivore, so it's not surprising she likes meat. Picking up a cola, she made her way to the few available seats.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 10, 2022 6:14:56 GMT -5
Shadow narrowed his eyes at Whiskers. "They just come to me," he said, regarding his monologues. He shook his head. "Why should I even tell you about my monologues, anyway?"
As Whiskers made gestures with his paws, Shadow couldn't see what the cat had planned. He knew he wanted to be one step ahead.
"Okie, they're up there at the loft," Genesis said to Nugget as they led him up to the loft. After catching their breath, they notice Sandy rush off. "Where is Sandy going. . .?" They shook their head before eyeing to Clayton, Shadow, and Whiskers. "We found Stirfry. She's at Cruella's."
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 8, 2022 3:16:12 GMT -5
Shadow blushed and made his way over to Rudolph, sitting down in the seat next to him. He eyed over to the red-nosed reindeer and the screen, and in his mind asked himself if he should make the first move until his handpaw made its way over Rudolph's, all the while the two watched the movie.
Cecilia, however, after finishing with the burgers, fixed her plate with her veggie burgers, and turned over to Blake, overhearing him mention Priscilla's next movie. "Do you think they'll be open for auditions?" she asked.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 5, 2022 20:40:02 GMT -5
Shadow smiled at Rudolph. "Mmmm. . . are you enjoying yourself?"
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 4, 2022 0:48:14 GMT -5
Shadow quickly turned his attention back to Pumpkin, eyes narrowing. Genealogy has nothing to with genies, but instead a way of studying a family's bloodline. "Genealogy doesn't have anything to do with genies," the star-spotted Dalmatian closed his eyes, finding his words. "And if there were genies, you'd only want their power. Try not to get trapped in a lamp."
"Nugget, focus!" Genesis said sternly.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Aug 1, 2022 8:22:19 GMT -5
"I can assure you I didn't steal any magical abilities from anyone," Shadow replied, deadpan. For a dog that can do magic, accusations like this aren't new. But they're still annoying.
Instead, he focused on Clayton. "I vote using the magic ball to call Samuel!" Maybe he'll have some efficacious information to offer.
Genesis and Nugget continued their way to the others in the barn. At times, Genesis had to drag Nugget along, enervated at how Nugget's mind seemed to drift off from the task, making sure that he doesn't wind up digging holes.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 30, 2022 12:49:25 GMT -5
((I am ready.))
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 30, 2022 12:44:05 GMT -5
Shadow smiled at Rudolph, his tail a propeller at how fast it swayed back and forth. He leaned in towards Rudolph, twirling a finger against his chest. "Mmmm, I had fun flying with you. Maybe we could spend some private time together someday." he whispered to the reindeer silently.
Cecilia smiled at Blake. "Shall we get the buns out?"
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 28, 2022 9:46:19 GMT -5
Shadow eyed the beach. He eyed up at Rudolph. "Rudolph, it seems we're at an impasse. We could spend some private time at the beach, or we can return to the others. Which would you like to do?" he said, quizzically. "Then again, I do love flying, and I really love how your body is pressing against mine."
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 27, 2022 20:31:58 GMT -5
Now Tony Dow has died.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Jul 27, 2022 8:41:34 GMT -5
Tony Dow is still alive, though he's in his final hours under hospice care.
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