Post by Qi En on Nov 20, 2009 22:08:42 GMT 8
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its done!"
Pamela, with the help of Quimby, her puppy (who can talk, is purple in colour, extremely tiny but has an extremly high IQ), set up her dormitory.
"Master, are you sure about this?" The puppy went.
"Well, of course! I'm good at taking care of animals, so... I'm sure it would be a good idea to turn this into a Pet care store!"
"... your stove looks dangerous." It commented.
"I'll need to cook for others, right? Besides, I'm sure I'll be very careful with all these reminders on the wall!" Pamela said as she points to the various post-its she has placed around her room.
"... well, chances of tripping over something and fallling is 0.1%, chances of breaking something is 0.01%, good." Quimby caculates the figure.
"well, lets look for Ariela and the rest of our friends then!"
"Okay. Remember to drag Octo along. He's spacing out as usual." Quimby pointed his paw at a tiny blue land Octopus.
OOC (for rest of post): Just then, a white furball by the name of Proby shows up and throw a tantrum.
Pamela however remains undeterred, and sees it as her duty to help misguided creatures. She picks up Proby, and gave him a hug within her chests.
"Proby~, don't cry. Nee-chan~ is here. You can show up, but you must not do what you would had done. I'll take you out for a stroll, if you want..."
*sob sob* "... PAMELA! I'M SORRY! LET ME STAY HERE!"
"... brainwashing him with mashmellows always works." Quimby giggled, and floats out.
And thus, Pamela starts off her term after comforting Proby, ready to meet new friends.
<P.S. Octo is left zoning out in the room...>
its done!"Pamela, with the help of Quimby, her puppy (who can talk, is purple in colour, extremely tiny but has an extremly high IQ), set up her dormitory.
"Master, are you sure about this?" The puppy went.
"Well, of course! I'm good at taking care of animals, so... I'm sure it would be a good idea to turn this into a Pet care store!"
"... your stove looks dangerous." It commented.
"I'll need to cook for others, right? Besides, I'm sure I'll be very careful with all these reminders on the wall!" Pamela said as she points to the various post-its she has placed around her room.
"... well, chances of tripping over something and fallling is 0.1%, chances of breaking something is 0.01%, good." Quimby caculates the figure.
"well, lets look for Ariela and the rest of our friends then!"
"Okay. Remember to drag Octo along. He's spacing out as usual." Quimby pointed his paw at a tiny blue land Octopus.
OOC (for rest of post): Just then, a white furball by the name of Proby shows up and throw a tantrum.
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Pamela however remains undeterred, and sees it as her duty to help misguided creatures. She picks up Proby, and gave him a hug within her chests.
"Proby~, don't cry. Nee-chan~ is here. You can show up, but you must not do what you would had done. I'll take you out for a stroll, if you want..."
*sob sob* "... PAMELA! I'M SORRY! LET ME STAY HERE!"
"... brainwashing him with mashmellows always works." Quimby giggled, and floats out.
And thus, Pamela starts off her term after comforting Proby, ready to meet new friends.
<P.S. Octo is left zoning out in the room...>
<or what he wants you to think.>
