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Post #4 . . . [Nov. 12th, 2006|12:29 am]
The IMDb Demented RENT RPG

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[technicolornina]
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JONATHAN: *falls to the floor,worshipping the voice of this Goddess*;) OH GREAT GODDESS FROM ABOVE!! I've been having a terrible case of writer's block lately...what do you suggest? You could be the inspiration I've been seeking!

HEATHER: *rolls eyes*


BiC:

THE VOICE OF NINA-MUN: YOU MUST ACKNOWLEDGE THE MARK/ANGELNESS, OH AUTHOR . . . IT IS YOUR ONLY HOPE FOR A CURE OF THY AFFLICTION . . .

NINA-MUN: *sits at her computer, cackling and absolutely LOVING this*
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 12:37 am (UTC)
WILSON: Okay, enough.

ANTHONY: *is staring* Seriously, though - *pokes at Wilson's crotch with a curious finger*

WILSON: *dodges* Hey, watch it!
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 02:07 am (UTC)
COLLINS#2: *also pokes at Wilson's crotch* Teeheehee!
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 02:11 am (UTC)
WILSON: *claps both hands over his bits* You GUYS! Enough!

ANTHONY: *snickers* Is that thing real?

WILSON: . . .

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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 02:17 am (UTC)
LITTLE MIMI: *is staring curiously* You know...it's not very nice to touch other people's pee-pees!
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 02:39 am (UTC)
ANTHONY: Um . . . *herds Li'l Mimi into the bedroom* Sleep.
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 02:40 am (UTC)
LITTLE MIMI: But I don't wanna...

BOHO GIRL: *bursts into laughter*
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 02:41 am (UTC)
WILSON: So . . . shall we just move along, then? *heads for another unoccupied bedroom*

NINA: *is unconscious*

RODNEY: *is bathing children*
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 02:45 am (UTC)
EVAN: *does a double take* HOW many bedrooms is that now??
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 02:51 am (UTC)
WILSON: *sticks his head into the unoccupied bedroom* What the fuck . . . this is my room!

ANTHONY: Didn't we do this already?

WILSON: No - I mean, this is MY room. Not mine and KT's. This is - holy shit, I haven't been in here in YEARS.

ANTHONY: *feels very sarcastic* Well, that sure clears things up.

WILSON: It's my room at my parents' old apartment.

ANTHONY: What?

WILSON: Yeah. It's got Michael Jackson on the door and everything.

NINA: *is unconscious*
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 03:06 am (UTC)
EVAN: Nina,please wake up. Seriously...Wilson can't look THAT horrifying...
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 03:17 am (UTC)
NINA: Uhnnnn . . . who moved my cheese?
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 03:19 am (UTC)
EVAN: *looks up at Wilson* Wow,Wil...you must've really traumatized her!
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-27 03:25 am (UTC)
WILSON: I'm pretty good at that. Well - *picks up Nina and hauls her into the bedroom, because they can't just leave her laying on the floor, now can they?*
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-27 03:28 am (UTC)
EVAN: Oh? *follows them into the bedroom* So tell me...who else did you scar for life??
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-11-27 04:08 am (UTC)
KT looks at Nina on the floor sympathetically. "Poor girl. She's been through such a rough day. Although, personally... I don't see how you could get traumatized by that ba dunk a dunk and light saber..." She giggles and then excitedly walks around examining Wilson's old room and picking up stuff. "Hey... I know you liked Michael Jackson and all, but what's with this Michael Jackson doll?"

"I like that. It has a nice ring," Frank agrees, pushing himself against Hedwig.

Green tries to calm down, breathing heavily. "I... I know, Marky. Though he kinda had a point with me screaming out the window. But mean... it's my car. And now there's a giant dent on it. I don't know if you have a car yourself, but I just got this one and now it's ruined." He sighs and then wraps his arms around Mark's waist again.

"But Collins, you're younger self is such a jerk!" Roger complains, walking to the kitchen with an overexaggerated limp and slumping down on a chair. "How could you be that mean?"

April rolls her eyes at Roger as well and starts making green bean casserole.
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