The New Jedi Outcasts! - All Are Welcome

*curses the phantom page which has followed us here*

*cuts off its head*

*buries its body parts in different countries*

 

You are only number 3 Ian. I also owned one of the girls...

 

Gotta love those phantom pages huh.

 

I can't believe we already have the phantom page.
Will it ever leave us alone.

*puts back of hand on forehead dramaticly*

Can anyone save us from this terrible curse?

*puts hand down with a small sob and fall onto chair*

 

Do not sob m'ladie. *kisses Rhonda's hand*

The Phantom page will not hurt you while I am here.......or Jon, or Max...Jessie's even handed it some good ass kickin.

 

Yeah, damn straight.

 

The Phantom page will not hurt you while I am here.......or Jon, or Max...Jessie's even handed it some good ass kickin.

Don't forget me!

 

Sorry, my comp is being utterly slow.

I was Rhonda's second I think.

I got the email about the fic, just haven't had the chance to read it yet.


My day was nice How was yours Jessie?

 

My back computer has been acting up.. so I wanted to make sure you got it.

Yep you were my 2nd.

I think only Max and Jessie are the only ones to own me. I think. [face_think]

Still waiting for Jessie's postcard.

 

I was the first.


The Phantom page will not hurt you while I am here.......or Jon, or Max...Jessie's even handed it some good ass kickin

Time for a little bit of Outcast history:

The phantom page used to be an ongoing game with the outcasts. The first person to kill the phantom page and become first poster of a new page had bragging rights.........


until the next new page. Teh Good Ole Days were great indeed!

 

I need to put that in my sig.

Max was my first....twice!

 

Mine was Long, Nat! Too long!! But its almost home time, so I should be ablet to drag myself hme and get into bed soon enough

I didn't get to try out the marshmallow dress though...maybe this weekend


And the postcard is coming Rhonda, i just have to pick the right one...or three

 

Yes, must have a marshmellow dress roasting

My day was long, but I end with dance class so it is a blast.

I'll try to get it done tomorrow Rhonda

 

Take your time Nat.
I only took me 3 months after I wrote it to get it to you. (shame on me)

We all sound tired. We should just put some sleeping bags in front of the fire and sleep right here.

 

Sounds good to me. It means that I can wait to move in all my stuff from my room in the old thread to a new one here

*lays out an orange sleeping bag (yes, my sleeping bag really is bright orange (with teal over the feet) my 2 favorite colors ))*

 

*lays out the first sleeping bag her dad ever got her... A Dr. Pepper one*

Now.. who is good at starting fires? I'm horrible at it. They never stay lit.

*runs and puts her eeyore jammies on and fuzzy eeyore slippers*

 

I'm actually pretty good at starting fires.

*starts the fire*

 

*a large bundle of stuff is hauled in. a pair of legs is seen shuffling beneath, and strained cursing in several languages. the bundle manages to make it inot an empty room, where a roar and a resounding crash echo out from. re-enters the thread-proper, clapping hands and looking around*

Ah, new thread smell.

Hey all. Just chekcing in again real fast. Just wanted to welcoem everyone and claim a space before all the good ones were either taken or wrecked by Teh Jon.

Night all!

 

*clicks her fingers and fire starts*

*grabs her plain boring army green sleeping bag and joins the girls by the fire*

Ahhh...so comfy!

 

*slips off to change into her frog pajamas that read "RIBBIT" in the dark, and her frog slippers that croak, comes back and and fuel to the nice roaring fire, plays with a lit stick*

I love fire. I'm the pyro at my day camp and even got a fire lit in the pouring rain with wet wood

 

wow.. that's great Nat. with wet wood... I would of been doomed.

Now we need marshmellows and graham crackers

*pulls out both items*

 

Oooo! I've got the chocolate and Camp Fire Mints if anyone wants to try a minty smore.

*pulls out roasting sticks for marshmellows*

You'd be suprised how crafty you get with a fire when your lunch and sanity rely on it. I didn't want my all boy group of 8 complaining for the rest of the day

 

Someone have a fire going in here?

[huddles around the flame with his cup of coffee.]

There. Now I'm getting warm. It was freezing.

 

Freezing? Why are you freezing?

 

ooo yum

Well guys... I can't last any longer. I'm dead tired and sick. I'm off to bed.

I'll just leave Shasa on her sleeping bag.

Good night all.