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[Twi]

Meanwhile, Twi and Thera have finished their room. Turns out its a little more than just one room: approximately four rooms. Living room, bedroom, Thera's haunt, and the dining room/kitchen. They personalize it, then close the door.

What is it they're doing in there that's so loud? It sounds exciting... Door's locked.

((WHAT HAVE I DONE?))

[KaguroDraven]

*the dart finally wears off and the soap maker jumps up* Where is the one who defied the soap!?

[iceball3]

*Looks inside stocks.*
"HMM STRANGE I WONDER WHY ALL OF OUR BRATWURSTS ARE MARKED AS 'USED FOR UPWARD SPIKE TRAP'? MAYBE IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO MENTION THAT THE MATING RITUAL FOR SPIDERS INVOLVES TEARING APART THE MALE TO EXTRACT THE NECESSARY PARTS..."
*Iceball3 explodes in gore!*

[Keita]

"Hmm, this isn't tobbaco"

*Looks at pipe*

"Wow, good thing I LAB!'ed my self to be part dragon."

*Refills with tabbaco, then spots iceball and waves at him*

((The truth, iceball. It hurts, never mention the truth in this fortress ever again))

[Twi]

Twi and Thera appear from their rooms, seeming pretty happy. And not even hurt at all.
So much for people being torn apart.
They soon start working at their respective trades again.

[iceball3]

*I quiver in the most quivery way a quivering mass of flesh can quiver, because I'm a quivering pile of flesh.*
'Hey wait Militia what happened to your cat part? And your woman part?'

[dwarfguy2]

"Please don't kill me."

[KaguroDraven]

*looks around and sees no one answering*....."DEATH TO THE SOAP HEATHENS!" *starts throwing flesh melting soap everywhere*

[Keita]

"Turned my self to a male half-dragon, much more appealing to me."

"Hey you still here? Wanna join our fort?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

((You do realize that all the anthros are like, twelve?))

[dwarfguy2]

"As long as the inhabitants don't slaughter me."

[Keita]

((You do realize that all the anthros are like, twelve?))

((No I made all of the specefic ages, that I know cause I R !!SCINTIST!!))

"As long as the inhabitants don't slaughter me."

"Meh, I wont."

[Tellemurius]

*whistling*
*trip*
"OW, wtf?"
*random gauntlets on the ground*
*picks up*
"interesting..."

[iceball3]

*looks around and sees no one answering*....."DEATH TO THE SOAP HEATHENS!" *starts throwing flesh melting soap everywhere*

'Oh jeez...'
*I degrade even more, eventual turning into a slime of sorts*
"Oh crap..."

Twi and Thera appear from their rooms, seeming pretty happy. And not even hurt at all.
So much for people being torn apart.
They soon start working at their respective trades again.

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"So... many... spikes..."

[KaguroDraven]

"What is going on in this hellhole!? Why must you make me throw my flesh melting soap at you?"