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Post by roen on Apr 3, 2008 11:03:17 GMT -5
Gazzy was sitting down on a random sofa in the kitchen. It had been quiet all day. That was a bit weird being the fact that five others live here. So because of this it had been a relatively boring day. Gazzy definitely doesn't like boring. Soon enough he began to fall asleep because of his boredom. During his minute of sleeping he was thinking about bombs. Once he woke up he went in the kitchen and tried to make a giant cookie.
His giant cookie didn't turn out too well though. It had actually caught on fire. Apparently you can't bleach or any flammable substance in a cookie. Soon enough though he found a cookbook for a cookie. Once he finished making his new giant cookie. He took it up to his room and put it around his parts for the cookie bomb.
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Post by jack on Apr 3, 2008 11:18:45 GMT -5
(ooc - just an observation but isnt he already in the kitchen when he decided to go to the kitchen and make a cookie?)
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Post by amybookbug on Nov 4, 2008 7:56:38 GMT -5
OOC: Can I join this thread, or is it closed? BIC: Iggy wandered back into the house. Feeling a bit hungry, he went to the kitchen to make lunch for everyone. As soon as he entered, he froze. The air smelt like burnt toast, and there was something wrong, although he couldn't work out what it was. The kitchen was his place, no-one else's. And Iggy knew for a fact that he hadn't made toast, or even burnt anything. 'Who would have been in here? And why? Franticly, Iggy raced around the room. After double-checking that there was no-one there, he relaxed a bit. Deciding to follow the smell of burning, he headed up the stairs, sniffing.
The trail went across the whole landing, then entered one of the bedrooms. 'Of course... Iggy moaned internally, then he gathered his courage and pushed the door to Gazzy's bedroom. "What the hell have you done to my kitchen?" Iggy almost yelled. He was very protecive over his kitchen, as no members of the flock could cook for toffee. And now Iggy would have to spend ages cleaning it up. Some-where, in a distant part of his mind, knew his was being a bit...insane, but he dismissed the thought and concentrated on the second youngest flock member, also his favorite. Gazzy was getting off lightly...if it had been Fang, Iggy would have probably attacked him. Not that Iggy didn't like Fang...it was just that he didn't like him as much as the others. [/center]
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