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Post by Evoth on Aug 9, 2006 18:50:27 GMT -5
Ray smirked, "It's okay. Nothing to worry about Carl." His gaze turned to the delicious pudding that Carl had brought out. Ray's eyes sparkled with delight. "It looks so good!" Reaching into his pocket he brought out a small amount to pay for the meal. Gingerly counting it, "How much is it?"
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Post by Old Treecko on Aug 10, 2006 8:53:28 GMT -5
"It's 210g," Carl replied happily, handing Ray a spoon. He stood with a certain pride about him as he anxiously waited for Ray to eat it. "Well, go on!"
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Post by Evoth on Aug 10, 2006 18:44:23 GMT -5
Ray counted the right amount of money and placed it in Carl's hand. Grasping the spoon a wry smile appeared on Ray's face, "All right, all right! Just give me a moment." Taking a small table in the corner of the bakery, Ray began to feast on the fresh pudding.
The flavor of the pudding overwhelmed him. His eyes opened wide in the enjoyment of the taste, "Delicious!" he elated, "Such flavor." Returning to his pudding, he finished up the last bit. Scraping away at the plate to get the tiny bits off. "Best meal I've had in quite a while." Ray patted his stomach in satisfaction.
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Post by Old Treecko on Aug 10, 2006 18:53:03 GMT -5
Carl's stomach swelled with pride as he jumped up and down with excitement. Though it may seem impossible, you must remember that this is a video game, and many things happen that we have no control over. "Really?" he panted when he was finished with his series of jumps and fist-pumps. "You liked it?! Yes!" He gave Ray a huge smile, genuine and happy; unlike the one that he gave Ray before. In this one, his eyes shone with excitement and his mouth was pulled back so far that it hurt. "Thank you, and please do come again sometime!"
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Post by Evoth on Aug 13, 2006 19:51:31 GMT -5
"You're welcome." He said with a nod, "I'll be sure to come back again if I'm ever in a fishing rut or need to stop a sugar carving." Ray placed his rod over his shoulder and waved goodbye, "See you later Carl." With that Ray traveled down the beaten path.
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Post by Old Treecko on Aug 14, 2006 7:28:44 GMT -5
"BYE!" Carl shouted out the window of his Cafe. That was great! he thought as he gently dipped a small green rag into the sink. Then, he ran over to the table Ray was eating at, hand placed firmly under the rag so it wouldn't drip, and cleaned it off, leftover food and all. Then he dried it with a purple rag, and hung the both of them on a towel rack in the kitchen to dry. "I'm ready for more!" he said excitedly. "Maybe others will come, and then I can hire a waitress!"
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Post by Evoth on Aug 14, 2006 19:04:03 GMT -5
occ: It seems that bloodyrose went awol.
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Post by Old Treecko on Aug 14, 2006 19:49:44 GMT -5
ooc- I should think so.
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Post by Evoth on Aug 16, 2006 19:03:21 GMT -5
ooc: Where do you want to go from here?
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Post by Old Treecko on Aug 17, 2006 11:43:09 GMT -5
ooc- I could make a farmer... or become another person. Carl won't advance the RP much.
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Post by Old Treecko on Sept 9, 2006 16:24:43 GMT -5
"Shit!"
The young woman usually never swore, and did not like using such fowl language. She had been brought up where saying those kinds of words- though completely up to you whether you would say them or not- were harsh and horrible.
Lizzie was in her bed, laying on her side, light blonde hair frizzed and covering her face, glaring at the alarm clock. She had overslept. Grumbling, Lizzie slowly climbed out of bed, made it, and started to stretch. Finally grabbing a shirt and pants, she went into her bathroom to wash her face and change. She emerged with a brush and ran it through her hair, taking out every tangle and knot in it. She brushed the annoying strands out of her face to reveal green eyes and a frown.
"I don't know why I even took this job," Lizzie mumbled to herself, letting her dog Bailey outside for a run around the property. "Twenty years old. I could have been something more interesting. Like a doctor." She walked outside, watering can in hand, and proceeded to water her turnips.
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Post by Serenity on Jun 27, 2007 8:08:27 GMT -5
The beating rays of the golden orb above caused the tanned female to lift a slender hand toward her forehead, gently wiping away beads of sweat the began to trickle down toward her sharply colored eyes the mimicked a ocean.
"Not much like," she whispered in dismay, feeling no tug on the end of her line. A sigh was heaved from her slender form, the same hand that wiped away sweat from her skull now touched her back. She felt it as slightly wet, which was mainly thanks due to the fact she wore a black shirt. "Guess I'll go get a drink," she whispered, for already she was by Carl's Cafe and had met the owner just moments before.
Drawing in the fishing line and slinging the rod up and over her shoulder, the dark navy haired female allowed herself to slowly walked toward the door of the cafe, which creaked open silently as she began to make her way in.
Her nose twitched slightly. The aroma of sweets met her like a wave crashing to the shore and she felt a small shiver of delight creep down her back. Looking around at the few in there, she seeked out a empty seat, where she gently placed herself before setting the fishing rod down to her side. |
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