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Post by CBG on Aug 22, 2008 10:19:23 GMT -5
This was more than a robot could take! Mortally wounded from his encounter with Tote, Phantom turned the flame thrower on himself, and melted into oblivion.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Aug 22, 2008 10:44:05 GMT -5
Ghost Phantom stepped out from behind a parked car and urged Sacky to trust his feelings.
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Post by CBG on Aug 22, 2008 10:48:33 GMT -5
He pulled a penny out and said, "I'm stuck, that's what it is. I'm in between worlds. You know it happens sometimes that the spirit gets yanked out so fast that the essence still feels it has work to do here".
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Aug 22, 2008 10:50:50 GMT -5
Sacky asked him to stop rambling.
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Post by CBG on Aug 22, 2008 10:56:50 GMT -5
Phantom apologized, "I just watched 'Ghost', sorry. That Whoopie Goldberg's hot, eh?" Sacky tamped down the vomit rising in his throat.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Aug 22, 2008 11:03:37 GMT -5
Phantom stuck his hand through his chest. "I'm a ghost now!" he said. "Isn't that neat?" He did the same trick several hundred more times until Sacky walked off, rolling his eyes.
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Post by CBG on Aug 22, 2008 11:05:59 GMT -5
He lit his eyes, and took a puff. He had forgotten that his eyes were chronic. The expansion in his chest was overwhelming. Sacky began to get a head rush, then everything went black.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Aug 22, 2008 12:56:24 GMT -5
What other body parts could I smoke he wondered, upon waking.
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Post by solgroupie on Aug 23, 2008 19:24:18 GMT -5
as the penny slid towards sacky, he realized that phantom was really there after all. it hung suspended in mid-air for a few seconds and then dropped into sacky's li'l palm. tears streamed from sacky's eyes as he thought, "this is probably all i'll ever get of the money he owes me."
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Post by redtom on Aug 24, 2008 13:33:54 GMT -5
"Fine, then." Sacky finally said, beginning to walk off. "Since nothing is worth a penny, I'll toss it in a fountain and wish for your soul to burn!" He said, looking around for any nearby wishing wells or the like.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Aug 25, 2008 10:02:14 GMT -5
All he could find was a creepy urinal shaped like a clown's face. Maybe that'll do, he thought.
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Post by CBG on Aug 25, 2008 10:29:10 GMT -5
As Sacky made his wish and pitched the penny, the clown-urinal came to life. "Why so serious?" he teased.
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Post by solgroupie on Aug 25, 2008 11:23:01 GMT -5
"not another acid flashback!" moaned sacky. "this is getting ridiculous!" then remembering his godawful fear of clowns, sacky began to run like hell.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Aug 25, 2008 12:06:38 GMT -5
"Wanna know how I got these stains?" the urinal shouted at him.
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Post by CBG on Aug 25, 2008 14:47:09 GMT -5
Sacky's mind raced..."Wanna know how I got these STAINS? - AINS? - AINS? - AINS?" Yeah, Sacky knew. He knew where those stains came from. Those same stains that permeated his bag from all the oily poor-boy sammiches, and grilled cheese he'd toted during those temping days back in Wisconsin.
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