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[avenginggoddess]

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None of you people do anything interesting anymore. Who wants pie?

Typist: ....I wouldn't recommend taking the pie. It's Nemesis, we're talking about here. Chances are, if you eat the pie, bad mojo will happen.

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[jakabokbotch]

Third time lucky, as Nemesis was the third to burn the book in which Jakabok was trapped (And he'll appear to her directly here instead).

The demon looks at her questioningly. "What kind of pie?"

[avenginggoddess]

Magical pie.

[jakabokbotch]

"It's not edible?" His scarred face registers disappointment. He's still hungry.

[avenginggoddess]

Of course it's edible.

[permanent_blur]

oh -- ! i'd like pie. ^____^

[avenginggoddess]

Oh, I like you! What flavor?

[permanent_blur]

apple, please, if you've got apple. if you haven't got apple, you can surprise me -- though i suppose you can surprise me even if you do.

[avenginggoddess]

Sweet apple, sour apple, dutch apple, gooey apple, chaos apple, golden apple, caramel apple, strawberry apple, plutonian apple, cinnamon apple....?

[englishgent]

"Up to your usual tricks, are you?" A smirk.

[avenginggoddess]

Tricks? What tricks?

[englishgent]

"Bored, are we, Nemesis?"

[avenginggoddess]

Nobody seems to hate each other anymore. *Pouts*

[tanstagi]

Little Innsmouth Hagbard sidles in, looking immensely bored. "I'll take some pie. I know food around here, but it can't be worse than this." He indicates himself.