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Subject: � Appeal �

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Phantom Of The Opera

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Date Posted: 20:28:14 01/17/02 Thu
In reply to: Anaconda 's message, "Firey Chestnut Fatale" on 14:32:34 01/17/02 Thu

� the haunting image of a massive two-toned bronc comes forth 'unto the lands. Peregrination taking him across the terra towards she...the spirited one dubbed, Anaconda. He witnessed such great strength in her & knowingly he wouldn't be making a mistake in offering his humble abode to her ; she would only allow his harlem to grow more stronger! Robust frame of his is carried forthwards 'pon stocky pistons...bringing thunder to the area with broad, scabrous talons of which gripped the earth with ease. An interesting Guard she would make. The one, Sandstorm, had once held the position, but she was not active & those of whom held such an esteemed rank needed this!! Whiskered plush is sent Heaven-bound as labrums part ; an astounding melody of notes erupts from his vocals & 'unto the surrounding lands. Invitingly he beckons her forth. His power all but his image & not his mind-set. Nearing her, gait is slowed from a magnificent gallop to an ever-gallant canter...until subsiding to a plodding walk. Coming to a halt within 10 feet of her appealing self, he emits a ginger greeting. Dipping his broad dial but once in respectful appreciaition of her presence before him, he awaits her reaction. Flicking his silken plumage, viney tendrils snake around & about steel-laiden haunches...hindtresses flailing in the caressing breeze. A regal stance is acted...and he stands before her in waiting...poised & ready for anything. The duo of males were as well noted & disregarded as little threat. He snorted softly. A home in which one was forever enveloped by the music of the night awaited her ; would she accept? �

The Point Of NO Return

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Subject	Author	Date
- typo -	POTO	20:39:12 01/17/02 Thu

..::Snort::..	Flaming Snow	20:39:31 01/17/02 Thu
� Amusement � -- Phantom, 21:21:21 01/17/02 Thu Snorts -- Anaconda, 08:19:42 01/18/02 Fri solved -- samurai, 17:23:10 01/19/02 Sat � Bitterness � -- POTO, 18:50:52 01/19/02 Sat ..::Nods::.. -- Flaming Snow, 21:47:55 01/19/02 Sat =disgust?= -- samurai, 01:54:29 01/20/02 Sun ..::Understands::.. -- Flaming Snow, 16:23:46 01/20/02 Sun Heart leapt -- Anaconda, 01:52:11 01/20/02 Sun � Sadness � -- Phantom, 11:22:12 01/20/02 Sun nickers sadly -- Acheron Mushroom, 18:59:22 01/19/02 Sat nickers sadly -- Acheron Mushroom, 19:00:24 01/19/02 Sat