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Friday, February 18, 2011

Cerberus, a new player enters.

I have been reading your handiwork across the blogs, old friend, and I demand to know what machinations you are laying. I have received no word that you would be taking the stage, so you cannot be working at the behest of the Master. Neither The Master nor I will take kindly to disruptive stagehands, Cerberus, I warn you.
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5 comments:

  1. ClariceFebruary 18, 2011 at 6:02 PM

    Duly notes.

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  2. The L(x)ne HunterFebruary 18, 2011 at 6:08 PM

    Then tell me what you are up to. What are you saying to The Master's chosen?

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  3. NaomiFebruary 18, 2011 at 8:31 PM

    I am also curious about those little love notes you have been leaving about. Black when I awake from hibernation, and if you have figured it out be sure to share.

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  4. The L(x)ne HunterFebruary 18, 2011 at 9:53 PM

    Well, that's the end of that. Cerberus's mind has become a clam in and of itself, but I've ceased his interference, so The Hunt can continue now. The Master's Chosen will be receiving no further messages from him now.

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  5. WeirdRaptorFebruary 18, 2011 at 10:16 PM

    Just how do you know, Cerberus, whoever he is, anyway?

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