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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 1:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 1:46 pm
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-InsertEgoHere- Liger Crew
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 3:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 3:13 pm
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wild wulfie of the forest
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-InsertEgoHere- Liger Crew
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 4:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 10:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:30 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:42 am
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Booth #1 Liger shook his head, "I've seen it before, in others as well as within myself. We long so much for a certain outcome, to the point that our internal desires escape and become something out of our imagination." Liger sighed, thinking back to how he allowed his vengeful desires to come in the form of a divine being and nearly destroy everything that he cared for (chaosdramon reference). He shook away the flashback and then looked a Chris, placing a hand on his shoulder. "It'll be alright, whatever it may be that ails you. I'm here for you." He then stood up and walked over to the bar to get them something to drink.
Booth #2 Lillymon eeped and quickly brought her hands over hear mouth. "Ehehehe... Marcus? I..." Ranamon shot Lillymon a rather deadly glare when Kazu's attention was on Lillymon. "She needs a drink badly... all those lights and the heat has her on the verge of passing out. You wait here, Kazu... Jou and I are going to go to the bar and get the drinks." Ranamon swiveled around the table and gestured for Jou to come along with her.
Frigimon watched as the two digi-girls left their 'friend' alone. "Don't mind them, they're crazy... I'll be back with your drinks in a moment. Until then, you decide what you want to eat, okay hun?" The large digimon, placed her pad back in her apron and walked off to get the boy a diet coke.
At the Bar... Within a few minutes of the order being placed, a ChaosWarGreymon stepped out of the kitchen with a few plates of food. He did not have his gauntlets equipped, allowing everyone to see his ebony colored hands and arms, sculpted with muscles. The dragon-warrior-turned server looked over at Anubimon. "Oi, Marik... where's this food going?"
After making drinks for Jou and Esumi, he pointed at the veemon
Doroku froze for a moment, realizing it was the same veemon as he had met some faithful time ago. He brought the food over to the veemon and set it down without a word. He then disappeared back into the kitchen.
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-InsertEgoHere- Liger Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 1:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 2:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 2:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 3:03 pm
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-InsertEgoHere- Liger Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 3:10 pm
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