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smash_logs2009-12-23 01:22 am
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A Merry Koopa Kidnapping
Who: Samus, Kamek, Bowser, and Koopa kids up to no Koopa good. + SPECIAL GUEST STARS.
What: On the 12th day of Kristmas, my true love gave to me; an Aran in a pink dress...y.
Where: Smash Academy's halls, Bowser's doomship, other locations may or may not be included.
When: Koopa Kristmas Eve, Dec 24th, 8pmish.
Warnings: Samus and Bowser together in the same general vicinity. :|
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the academy,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a--okay no, such was blasphemy.
Many were still awake, students and staff alike,
Miss Aran was one of them, she was up this very night.
If I don't hurry, Falcon will think I'm late. She thought, packing her bag.
Tomorrow there were presents and dinners and many other things to be had.
In her bag were gifts for everyone she shopped for including Ionia and Jeff;
Art supplies, books and toys, Elysian scrap parts, and a signed CD of Venus' best.
How she obtained such a CD was quite a mystery,
But I can tell you one thing; it was absolutely, positively not forgery. Nope.
The blonde slung her bag of gifts on her back and stepped out the door,
The cold snowy air of Christmas Eve making her hurry even more.
She moved with haste, down the halls and towards her bike,
But halfway there she paused, allured by a smell she liked.
"Someone's still busy making food...?"
Whoever and whatever it was, it smelled really damn good.
Only a moment passed before her boots slowly turned heel,
...I should get going, once I get to his place I can have a full meal.
But... little did she know that her plans were to be thwarted where she stood,
For prowling the shadows this night were Koopalings up to no good...
What: On the 12th day of Kristmas, my true love gave to me; an Aran in a pink dress...y.
Where: Smash Academy's halls, Bowser's doomship, other locations may or may not be included.
When: Koopa Kristmas Eve, Dec 24th, 8pmish.
Warnings: Samus and Bowser together in the same general vicinity. :|
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the academy,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a--okay no, such was blasphemy.
Many were still awake, students and staff alike,
Miss Aran was one of them, she was up this very night.
If I don't hurry, Falcon will think I'm late. She thought, packing her bag.
Tomorrow there were presents and dinners and many other things to be had.
In her bag were gifts for everyone she shopped for including Ionia and Jeff;
Art supplies, books and toys, Elysian scrap parts, and a signed CD of Venus' best.
How she obtained such a CD was quite a mystery,
But I can tell you one thing; it was absolutely, positively not forgery. Nope.
The blonde slung her bag of gifts on her back and stepped out the door,
The cold snowy air of Christmas Eve making her hurry even more.
She moved with haste, down the halls and towards her bike,
But halfway there she paused, allured by a smell she liked.
"Someone's still busy making food...?"
Whoever and whatever it was, it smelled really damn good.
Only a moment passed before her boots slowly turned heel,
...I should get going, once I get to his place I can have a full meal.
But... little did she know that her plans were to be thwarted where she stood,
For prowling the shadows this night were Koopalings up to no good...
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Daring, even with the visible aura of death coming from Samus, he moved forward, reaching for her. With swift movement, he snatched her up, carefully keeping her in his slightly shaking clawed hand. He was going to be SO careful with her, but at the same time, going to keep her in his clutches. "Gotcha! Now be a good lady for us and be quiet while we take you!" he finished his demand with a demented cackle, possibly slightly shaking her in the process.