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[roxyspaulding.livejournal.com]

Hey Peoples,

So, I was making some cookies, and I ran into a bit of a problem. Who knew that 4 dozen really meant 46? I kinda accidentally made a few dozen dozen cookies, and I need some help eating them. You all will help a sister out, right?

Love ya!

Roxy

PS. Ignore the burning smell. It will go away.



(If one were to shift the cookies around, a person would notice a pile of black, charred hunks suitable only for use as hockey pucks under the first layer of edible cookies.)

((These are magical cookies with random, non-fatal results. Effects and duration are up to the muns involved.))

Comments

[goblindabeaker.livejournal.com]

Nervously, for her plans are well-hidden, 'Have I said too much? There's nothing more I can say to you...'

She blushes at the voice comment. 'You must be mistaken.'

[teamseaslug.livejournal.com]

"I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to say that you were going to take over the school. It's these pigtails." They bob in greeting. Say hello for us, Osaka. At least they were polite. "They say hello. Anyway, they're just like the ones my best friend in Tokyo had, and they want to take over the school. And then maybe the world." That's the plan, yes. So start helping us. "No, I'm not going to help you. Oh, and they can make me fly."

[goblindabeaker.livejournal.com]

Slightly incredulous, 'Oh! Well! I never!'

She waves hello to the pigtails. 'Everyone deserves a chance to fly.' she comments.

[teamseaslug.livejournal.com]

Yes, they do. So why won't you be nice and give cookies out to others? We can make them all fly! "You're not nice at all. I'm on to you! I'lll--I'll cut you off!" Aha, but if you do that, your brain will be damaged and you'll die! "Oh." She thinks for a second and turns back to the girl whose name she doesn't know. "Do you know of a way to remove pigtails that doesn't involve scissors?"

[goblindabeaker.livejournal.com]

Tracy scratches her head. 'Even if I--I have to magic spell you!' is the best she can come up with.

[teamseaslug.livejournal.com]

Osaka nods. "Magic. You're right, I should find a teacher! Thank you!" She flaps the pigtails and rises up into the air again, looking out for anyone that she recognizes as a teacher.