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Saturday: Nemesis Island
It's amazing how different the atmosphere changes once you cross over the causeway to Nemesis island. True, it might be the same temperature and all but just setting foot on the island can give you goosebumps.
And if you meet up with of the residents here you might attacked for no good reason.
Which, sadly, is the slogan of the local tourism board.
And if you meet up with of the residents here you might attacked for no good reason.
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And now they were both lost.
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He waited at the causeway until Korr crossed over for the tournament before proceeding on his mission. One he crossed over the island he used his talent to learn that Korr lived in the dark forest and followed the trail he usually used to find his lair.
He immediately began to ask questions of the inanimate objects around Korr's lair hoping to find out some kind of information about Jan's past. Unfortunately there were only tidbits of information available. He found out from a stone that Korr claimed to be a king and kept going on and on about someone named Alma. A pile of sticks also told Dor that Korr's son blames all his problems on a pied mare who enchanted his son.
Unfortunately there was no information on what flavor the pie was.
The inanimate had little else to tell Dor except Korr seemed to be a complete insane unicorn with an obsession about being pure and following this Alma's persons laws.
Dor continued to circle Korr's lair trying to learn more about Korr and see if Jan's name meant anything at all.
Unfortunately he wasn't having much luck.
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The closer he got to his home, the more suspicious he became. There was an unknown scent, and it was a rare person who braved his lair.
He had no doubt someone had been foolish enough today; their human stink was everywhere. "I can smell you," he hissed as he approached. "I know you're in there."
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He wished this help didn't involve looking around a dark forest, but sometimes those were the breaks.
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Though he wasn't visible in the Force, Jacen was certain Jaina would find him. She'd always been resourceful that way.
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Nevertheless, she found him, greeting him with, "Is there a reason you're hiding, or are you just trying to make this a challenge?"
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She had said nothing about how she might spend her free time during the day. Which was why Saturday afternoon found a very armed Robin going over to the other island.
It didn't take her long. It's not like someone with hair that huge could hide for long.
"What are you doing here?"
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He was walking a little unsteadier than usual when he walked outside but was still capable of making good decisions.
Not that he made good decisions normally. But still, he was capable of making them.
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House of Wax
Totally not creepy.
Vannacutt Psychiatric Institute for the Criminally Insane
Just watch out for the nurse with the clown makeup.
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He was also getting bored. Maybe it was time for him to go pay that other island a visit.
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He was also wearing a t-shirt with the town's slogan, "Nemesis Island: If you meet up with of the residents here you might attacked for no good reason!" in sparkly pink puffy paint on the front.
On the back, he'd added, "And your little dog, too!"
The chipmunks thought it was hysterical.
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Damn son of a Summers.
Also, he'd lost his helmet, which meant Stryfe was brooding
and typing up MySpace entries on his Blackberryon the beach.[ open like an... open thing, if you don't fear random Nineties bolding ]
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