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    <div class="moz-cite-prefix">[Alex]<br>
      "I am fine," she responds. "Just there is this video in Lone Star
      of some kind of creature with some similarity to this gentleman.
      The leaders claim it is a fake but they seem to be awful invested
      in it. It is tearing what looks like a lab apart with bodies all
      around it. Rumor is that it is a creation of the bio-labs and 
      went out of control. Rumors also claim the video was smuggled
      out."<br>
      [/Alex]<br>
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      ooc: In other words, too many tentacles <br>
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      On 01/26/2014 11:44, Peter Perkins wrote:<br>
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                      alright ?" <br clear="none">
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                                  4:13 AM, Kitsune
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                                Unable to help herself, Alex takes a
                                step back. She then realizes that <br
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                                her sense of danger is not screaming at
                                her.<br clear="none">
                                "I am sorry," she responds, sounding
                                genuinely apologetic although still <br
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                                nervious.<br clear="none">
                                [/Alex]<br clear="none">
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                                On 01/23/2014 00:51, Aaron Clausen
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                                  > As Alex and Vesper are talking,
                                  they walk into the shop, which is, on
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                                  > the inside, even more bizarre
                                  than the outside. The walls seem to <br
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                                  > curve in impossible angles;
                                  upside down arches, stairs that start
                                  half <br clear="none">
                                  > way up the wall and disappear
                                  into the ceiling, windows hanging from
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                                  > the ceiling and seeming to show
                                  exteriors wholly unrelated to the town
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                                  > outside. There are
                                  organically-shaped shelves filled with
                                  scrolls, <br clear="none">
                                  > talismen, books and all other
                                  manner of object, device and enchanted
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                                  > jewelry.<br clear="none">
                                  ><br clear="none">
                                  > In the center of this chaotic
                                  scene is a six-eyed... well, for lack
                                  of <br clear="none">
                                  > a better word... octopus. The
                                  creature is about four feet tall, and,
                                  <br clear="none">
                                  > if splayed completely out, would
                                  probably cover about fifteen feet <br
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                                  > square. Its tentacles terminate
                                  in three digited "hands". Some of the
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                                  > tentacles have scrolls and books,
                                  and all but one of the eyes is busy <br
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                                  > reading them.<br clear="none">
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                                  > From an unseen mouth, the
                                  creature speaks. "Ah, welcome
                                  welcome!" it <br clear="none">
                                  > says in perfectly cultured
                                  aristocratic English. "You are
                                  strangers, I <br clear="none">
                                  > perceive, newly arrived, and, if
                                  I am not mistaken, never seen before.
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                                  > Welcome to Keldon and Sons. I am
                                  Keldon, and my sons Tweth and Twelp, <br
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                                  > are busy organizing the
                                  technowizard section." Keldon points a
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                                  > tentacle over to the far back of
                                  the shop, where two nearly identical <br
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                                  > creatures are analyzing a number
                                  of TW devices; some guns, or near <br
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                                  > enough to guns, one a grey box
                                  with several blinking lights, and <br
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                                  > another looking like a portable
                                  computer with too many wires hanging <br
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                                  > "Now," Keldon says, "how may I be
                                  of service?"<br clear="none">
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