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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jun 30, 2009 10:27:45 GMT -5
For once, it was calm on this oft-used edge of the Dimensional Island. No one was blowing things up, no one was fighting, and no one was having an island-side burial project.
All of the sudden, a hand reached up from under the island and pulled up a vaguely squirrel-like person.
"Ugh... I can't believe it took me eight months to get out of that Hellhole..." Hammy mumbled to himself. "Well, I'm back on this godforsaken island now..." He collapsed against a tree, which for some reason had leaves of glass.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Jul 1, 2009 16:09:07 GMT -5
Hammy would've been surprised when he looked up to face the business end of a high-tech blaster gun, pointed right at his face.
At the other end of this blaster stood a kid with striking red hair, large glasses, and a dorky lab coat of sorts. Several tools were latched to his belt, including clear tubes at vials that held some of the odd plants. It seemed like he had been gathering and examining the strange foliage that grew around these parts before Hammy's arrival.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jul 1, 2009 20:11:44 GMT -5
Hammy looked up at Dexter's face, and then to the blaster. "...Look man, I really don't need this right now. I just spent the past eight months climbing out of the hellhole under the island, and I'm kinda tired. But if you insist..." He snapped his fingers, and a purple flame lit. "I will use this."
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Post by nintendonut1 on Jul 2, 2009 21:12:54 GMT -5
"...oh. Excuse me," Dexter lifted his blaster back, slipping it into its holster. "I mistook you for a threat. Can never be too careful."
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jul 2, 2009 22:08:37 GMT -5
Hammy nodded. "True, true. Everyone on this damn island's trying to kill us, after all." He still didn't extinguish his flames.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Jul 3, 2009 11:11:37 GMT -5
"Hellhole, you said you were in?" Dexter contemplated this, spotting the fire. "...it seems that you broight some of those flames back with you."
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jul 3, 2009 14:21:51 GMT -5
Hammy looked down at the fire again, and shook his head. "Huh? Oh, no, I've always been able to do this. Staying in the Hellhole has seemed to have changed me into the form I had been changed into back home though."
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Post by nintendonut1 on Jul 3, 2009 23:38:47 GMT -5
"...interesting." Dexter rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Wouldn't you have fit right in there, then? Or was there something else?"
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jul 4, 2009 7:00:17 GMT -5
He found himself a little angry at the memory. "Well, no, I'd still be a freak. I used to be a squirrel, and then that traitor Todd turned me into a ham-shaped monster, and then 2000 years after when that happened, some offspring of Todd's turned me into this."
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Post by nintendonut1 on Jul 4, 2009 11:09:22 GMT -5
"......" Dexter wasn't quite sure what to make of this. Then again, he had seen stranger things grow out of his test tubes at home, so he wasn't shocked by any degree. "Well, you're out now, so there's no point in lamenting. Now leave me to my work, if you wouldn't mind."
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jul 4, 2009 13:20:29 GMT -5
"Yeah, you screw with these plants, I'm gonna go see if I can find someone I've been looking for," Hammy said, and walked off.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Jul 6, 2009 9:03:30 GMT -5
Dexter blinked a few times, then quickly shook it off. After all, he had been attacked by talking cats and superpowered individuals, so how wierd was a demented, hell-bound squirrel?
So he went right back to his work as if nothing had happened.
(We done here, then?)
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Jul 6, 2009 12:30:41 GMT -5
(Yeah, I'd say so.)
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