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  Torgen grinned, easing back in his chair. He'd wondered if the other weasel was going to ask, or had gotten distracted with his bad news, but Praff was a reliable beast and didn't let details like that slip.
  "Eighteen beasts. Most of them are fairly strong and healthy, though a few could do with fattening up. The cages were a little crowded coming in. Had to secure a couple of beasts on deck."
  The weasel had been more than pleased with his haul of fifteen, but the attacking otter crew had provided an unmissable opportunity, even if it meant holding some of the less fiesty beasts outside the cages for a while. There was no need to brag. The bare facts were impressive enough.
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Come on, Nibble. Don't be so hard on yourself. Nobeast is that bad.
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Popular Forum Games / Re: Corrupt-a-Wish
Last post by shisteer of nothing much - Today at 08:44:56 AM
Granted. All music ceases. Sound itself is broken.

I wish mosquitoes would leave me alone.
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Here you go. Need a napkin, or are you good?
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I'M NONE OF THESE THINGS, I AM DISGUSTING AND GROSS AND GIVE PEOPLE ULCERS!
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Is it taastyyy? Is it scruuumptiouuuus?
#9
*Wailing Nibble noises*

"I DON'T WANNA BE DELICIOUS!" D:
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Roleplaying / Re: The Meat Traders of Baldos...
Last post by Dannflower Reguba - Today at 06:05:35 AM
       Praff nodded along as Torgen spoke, one paw pulling the bag closer and loosening it so he could take a peak inside, an eyebrow raising momentarily as he appraised the contents. Looking back to the captain, he closed his eyes to concentrate on his calculations, letting Torgen's question hang in the air briefly before speaking, "Excluding the payout, how much stock did you bring back this go around?"

*****

       No more than a timid squeak issued from Nibble's mouth as Dartur hoisted him helplessly into the air, panic setting in more severely as the weasel expounded on his intentions, "HIiieek! Uh-buh-bu-but I's notta foods! Ah swear its!" Mouse legs and paws swung loosely as he instinctually resisted, if only half-heartedly, in knowing futility. It wasn't long at all before the odd pair turned the corner back towards everybeast else, an opportunity Nibble took to survey the surroundings once more, now from his significantly greater height. The chance was quickly stifled as his blood ran like ice and his eyes carefully dropped downwards, Cuffa and one or two other problem weasels were still here, a fact the mouse had promptly forgot upon being snatched up by the brute who's paw he still hung from.