From: ylwsnoman@aol.com (YlwSnoman)
Date: 23 Feb 2002 14:24:14 EST
Hey,
Im heading out. That means I prolly wont be showing up again. I've left some party things here. Ehh.....That's all I have to say.
Later,
James
I'm uhh....Gonna leave now.
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From: gnrtdrgoon@aol.com (GnrtDrgoon)
Date: 23 Feb 2002 15:04:27 EST
Take care, little brother.
No more of Fyte Meh Jimmeh.
Cept in TDL. ;D
G
Date: 23 Feb 2002 15:04:27 EST
Take care, little brother.
No more of Fyte Meh Jimmeh.
Cept in TDL. ;D
G
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From: spriteargo@aol.com (Sprite Argo)
Date: 26 Feb 2002 01:06:02 EST
The elf scours the Isle looking for the party material, and finds a few bags of huge balloons. He also saw plenty of hats near the outskirts of ring Alpha, but was not too sure if it would be wise to pick them up.
"Only James.."
He whispers to himself half chuckling as he finds a few oddities which he disposes of properly. With a few words, he conjurs a few picnic tables, all around the callers couch, though they weren't the nicest picnic tables ever.."Steven could probably fix that.." he mumbled to himself, "I always hated calling things up on the spot."
He sets the hats and balloons to one side of the table, and pulls a large poster board onto the remaining section. He pulls out a fountain pen, and begins to write a note, in his best hand writting.
Dear People,
Come and join the festivities for our friend James, who is no longer going to be around.
I bid you all
Come to Twilight Island The eve of the
26th
And we shall have a grand time.
He hung the poster in the hall of the Red Dragon, so that any going to a dueling arena could see it.
Date: 26 Feb 2002 01:06:02 EST
The elf scours the Isle looking for the party material, and finds a few bags of huge balloons. He also saw plenty of hats near the outskirts of ring Alpha, but was not too sure if it would be wise to pick them up.
"Only James.."
He whispers to himself half chuckling as he finds a few oddities which he disposes of properly. With a few words, he conjurs a few picnic tables, all around the callers couch, though they weren't the nicest picnic tables ever.."Steven could probably fix that.." he mumbled to himself, "I always hated calling things up on the spot."
He sets the hats and balloons to one side of the table, and pulls a large poster board onto the remaining section. He pulls out a fountain pen, and begins to write a note, in his best hand writting.
Dear People,
Come and join the festivities for our friend James, who is no longer going to be around.
I bid you all
Come to Twilight Island The eve of the
26th
And we shall have a grand time.
He hung the poster in the hall of the Red Dragon, so that any going to a dueling arena could see it.