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Azmot
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Pen Pals (private)

on February 15th 2014, 2:31 pm
The engines of Azmot's Gummi ship slowly whirred to a stop as he was placed at the entrance of the World That Never Was. He had passed and paid the toll booth and was now parking to enter the world. He had been exchanging letters with a pen pal but he couldn't understand a god dang thing from Mr. Cluck (they used aliases to communicate - Azmot's was Mr. Control Panel -) had written. It was chickenscratch.

Azmot walked through the world, walking to the World's Skyscraper as per the instructions that he couldn't read. He went around it and pressed the buzzer to speak to someone.

I'm here to see... Mr. Cluck? Azmot asked questionably. What was his real name, anyways? Would they recognize the moniker? It would become apparent when if the light bridge came down or not.
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Onyx
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Re: Pen Pals (private)

on February 15th 2014, 5:31 pm
The energy bridge came forward for him to walk to the castle.



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Azmot
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Re: Pen Pals (private)

on February 15th 2014, 5:42 pm
Azmot watched as the light bridge was lowered and shrugged, walking on it cautiously before striding confidently across the platform. He would soon be inside the meeting area, but he was unsure of whom to expect. So he simply called out.

Mister Cluck? His voice echoed pretentiously.
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Onyx
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Re: Pen Pals (private)

on February 15th 2014, 5:54 pm
Sitting on a white couch on the side of the room was a chicken. The moment it's name was called a quick 'Bah Cawl' burst from the throat of the chicken. The chicken simply jumped down and began to walk towards the one who had asked for him. Simultaneously Onyx walked into the room at the same time his usual outfit minus his jacket. With a raised eyebrow he coughed simply to get the new persons attention. Mr Cluck looking over at Onyc and pecking at the floor for a moment while Onyx would speak. "So your the pen-pal from the toll booth... What's up?" He asked waltzing nonchalantly into the room and plopping himself on the couch while looking up towards the newcomer in the room.



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Azmot
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Re: Pen Pals (private)

on February 17th 2014, 12:51 am
Wait was Mr Cluck... the chicken? Azmot suddenly felt embarrassed as he watched man known as Onyx take a seat obnoxiously. Wasn't this the guy at World Congress that he had utterly DESTROYED in battle? Like didn't he run away? Azmot shrugged, speaking to the Lava Man, recalling the fire powers he demonstrated so proudly. He could recognize him even without the White hair. Wow, what an Etzolix.

So this is... my Pen Pal? I just came to say what's up and then we could all go out for some chic- err, burgers. Chicken Burgers. He added awkwardly, mentally reprimanding himself. Shit, awkwa~rd. The situation was a little stiff.
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Onyx
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Re: Pen Pals (private)

on February 26th 2014, 7:45 am
Onyx looked towards this guy raising an eyebrow, they didn't say the "C" word around such prominent and respectable figures, such as Mr Cluck, who currently was pecking at some dust on the floor. Though the moment the "C" word came out of his mouth, a loud and long "BAH CAWL" came screeching from his mouth and feathers flew into the air. Mr. Cluck made a huge fuss flapping his wings and sprinting out of the room...Onyx simply looked at the stranger and he sighed. After a moment or so passed he called out for an dusk an one would quickly appear. Appearing out of nowhere it had scared Onyx and he slapped it and then the dusk slapped him right back. Onyx stared at it for a moment, holding his cheek. "Harold, please fine Mr. Cluck, calm him down and ensure him we will not be having chicken burgers." Onyx spoke in a casual tone, Harold Dusk simply stared at him. Onyx was slapped again, holding his cheek again was about to put his fist through his skull, or whatever Harold had. Though Harold was already gone before he could do anything.

Fucking Harold.

Onyx now focused on the now looked towards the newcomer and he simply pondered for a second. He looked, familiar.....nah he was probably imagining things.Sitting there with feathers all over him he simply looked at the guy.

"So.........Hi."



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