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Post by Ladelle Cosmosis on Oct 26, 2008 14:49:50 GMT -2
Hey y'all! The one thing you've all been waiting for, right? That's right! It's a 'Kins hunt, right here and there, folks! Hey, think your folks will be able to snatch some of those Hallow'Kins? Who knows what you might find in those strange 'Kins, too! Are y'all ready for some action-packed hunting?
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Remember that role-playing here voids the rule of, "No pet in two areas at the same time." However, you will need to obtain five posts in a hunt with your pet before getting involved in another hunt with the same pet. All that good ol' jazz, you know?
Well, with that said, get huntin'! And hopefully... no ghosts or zombies will come across your way. [/center]
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Post by GrayGriffin on Oct 27, 2008 9:49:49 GMT -2
"Pumpkins!" squealed the little owllike creautre, flying thorugh the town. He couldn't wait to find some wonderful treats! Though there were dire warnings about ghosts and goblins, he disregarded those as superstition. "Where is everyone?" he wondered, flapping around. Weren't there supposed to be lots of pets looking together? It was too boring to hunt by himself!
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Post by GrayGriffin on Oct 30, 2008 9:41:39 GMT -2
"Oh well," he sighed, flapping on. He couldn't be too bothered if no one showed up. Maybe it was the complete silence of the town that got to them. After all, this was a place of mechanism and clanking gears. With a slight shudder at this thought, he quickly flew on.
Weaving in and out of houses, he had to admit this didn't seem a good place for Hallow'kin. Surely any ethereal gourds wouldn't want to be near a place so desolate. Then again, maybe unnaturalness was what they craved. Who knew? Who knew if the gourds were even alive?
With these thoughts running through his head, he continued exploring. Any gourds would stick out, he was sure, and then he could bring them home. Gray would be glad!
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Post by GrayGriffin on Oct 31, 2008 21:29:17 GMT -2
"Dum dum dum..." he hummed as he flew. He wasn't scared, not at all! After all, he was a big brave Anthordox! He paused at that last thought. Okay, maybe not big, but still brave!
With these thoughts in mind, he flew on, looking around. Hallow'kin, Hallow'kin...where could they be? How many possible places were there for a pumpkin?
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Post by Ladelle Cosmosis on Nov 1, 2008 16:15:13 GMT -2
With his pierce eyes, the small Anthordox would surely be able to spot this strange spot below. Right there! Yes, right over there, near those shadowy buildings, right in-between them. What was this strange glow to it? It had to be something worthwhile to check... And if the small bird would fly down towards it, he would find... ... this very strange pumpkin thing. Was this a Hallow'Kin...? [/center]
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Post by GrayGriffin on Nov 4, 2008 5:57:47 GMT -2
"Yay!" squeaked the little bird happily, flying around the gourd. Now how was he going to pick it up? It wasn't that big...but the face scared him. After a while of circling, he dared to get closer. Extending a talon, he poked it.
Nothing. Well, that settled it. He pushed it to the side, looking around for some covering. Wouldn't do to have his prize discovered before he could find more.
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