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"Gambling for the husband, an abortion for the wife and fireworks for the kids they chose to keep? Fuck you, Disneyland. The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is the happiest place on Earth." -JooJooFlop
*gets pounced on by Suchii since she's already claimed Santa's lap*
Lyinar Ka`Bael, Piney Fresh Druidess - Luclin
HO HO HO
For Suchii, there's some valium to calm her down (j/k). Actually there's a new hat for her bunny ears to make a home in, and a collection of the Best of Bugs Bunny vs Daffy Duck...and a candy cane (though giving someone that hyper more sugar is seldom the right thing to do
HO HO HO
Trent gets a signed document indicating that, in fact, he ISN'T Trent, as his nick would suggest. Also gets a kids' disguise kit. And a candy cane
HO HO HO
For the most patient little plush doll in the world...There is of course the requisite candy cane, but there is also a safe and comfortable place near to, but not in, the fireplace, where it's safe and cozy and there's a good view of what's going on around the area. And a thought controlled mechanoid doomsday robot. For when someone hogs the remote.
HO HO HO
Katrinity gets a bottle of endless milk for all her cookies...and a tail grooming set for her collection of tails. And of course a candy cane. And what the heck...a little kitsune plush doll cuz she's the only one to remember that Santa likes cookies.
HO HO HO
Looks at Mightion for a long moment...and purses his lips in thought. How do you sum up a year of being a real model for "Nice" on the Santa-Meter? Sure, you could give him the requisite smithing presents (found in Mightion's stocking), or money to fund his smithing operation (money always helps). Could write for him a long letter telling him how important he is or how glad you are that he's your friend, and how sometimes you feel a little jealous that you're not quite as good or kind-hearted as he is, but it passes because he's so darned likeable.
There's no gift that can convey the proper respect, Mightion. But here's the new set of tongs and hammer you requested, and a Sled. Take some time off and go have some fun, my friend.
HO HO HO [ 12-26-2001: Message edited by: Ja'Deth Issar Ka'bael ]
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*Puts on the winged sandals, which make him levitate. Begins reading the book.*
Chapter one: Changing the effects of gravity on you via concentration. Sounds cool.
...Hey, neat! YOu can do a bunch of anti-gravity stuff, like WH-
*Before he can finish what he's saying, he makes a small crater in the ground.*
quote:
Rozland had this to say about John Romero:
Folds her arms over her chest, tapping her foot. She frowns, pondering having her assassin clear some of the line.
Necromancer: How DARE you imply that I was involved in a rude act with my undead servant! I will flay the flesh from your bones! I will summon a thousand maggot-ridden corpses to gnaw your flesh! I will trap your soul in-
Ghoul: My ass hurts.
HO HO HO
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Palador gets a hookah (just cuz dragons like the one in Palador's nick need a hookah) and a jumbo tub of scale polish. And a giant candy cane.
*Palador looks at the hookah for a few minutes, deep in worried thought.*
Err... you do know that the other Dragon I share a lair with is a Fire Dragon, right? And you know he's at that age where he's all hormones, muscle, and appetite; with no room left over for brains or tact, right?
Do you have any idea what kind of shit he's going to try to smoke in this thing? I'll be scrubbing sandalwood and saffron outa this thing for weeks!
*Palador looks at Santa, trying to give the draconic equivalent of the big puppy eyes.*
Pleas Santa, tell me where I messed up bad enough to deserve something like this. Please? [ 12-26-2001: Message edited by: Palador ChibiDragon ]
Mightion's face lights up, and a little kid again, he takes it to the top of the tallest snow covered hill and rides down; making sure he mows down all the orc pawns in his path
Woot!
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Ja'Deth Issar Ka'bael had this to say about Cuba:
Trent gets a signed document indicating that, in fact, he ISN'T Trent, as his nick would suggest. Also gets a kids' disguise kit. And a candy caneHO HO HO
*jumps for joy before showing everyone that there is now proof that he is not in fact Trent* 
Thank you Santa Deth...yippee
*runs off to use the disguise kit and eat his candy cane*
What'd you get me?
It is held in thought
only by the understanding
of the Wind.
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Taylen gets a 4-foot-in-diameter, 2-foot thick block of cheddar, and a cheese slicer. And of course, the candy cane.
HO HO HO
Holds up an official tally of all the gifts, ready for attachment to his tax form this year, including all legal deductible figures...in other words, he's the one guy in the country that doesn't cheat on his taxes. Gives Ryu a catnip-filled tax evader to maul...and a candy cane
HO HO HO!
peers at Mortious, handing him a "create your own furry" lab playset, 5 lbs of rotten meat, and a new air de-freshener for his bucket. Also gives Mortious a black and white candy cane (rather than the usual white and red)
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Rifles around in his bag and gives Malbi some metal salts, so he can change the color of his head flames. Also gives Malbi a "Tampering with the Fabric of the Universe...for Dummies" tome...and a candy cane of swirling colors
AHA! the other son!
Gives Arrenn the requisite new axe he gets every year, a lump of unprocessed, fresh from the mine gold, coal in his stocking (hey, dwarves use coal in furnaces to smelt their gold into liquid form. coal is a good present for a dwarf), and a new helmet with bigger, sharper horns...and of course a candy cane (dwarvish candy canes will get lesser races drunk)
Merry Christmas, son.
HO HO HO
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And I was all like 'Oh yeah?' and Ja'Deth Issar Ka'bael was all like:
Katrinity gets a bottle of endless milk for all her cookies...and a tail grooming set for her collection of tails. And of course a candy cane. And what the heck...a little kitsune plush doll cuz she's the only one to remember that Santa likes cookies.
Woot! ^.^ Thank you Santa Deth! <pounces away happily, leaving the huge platter of cookies by Santa's seat> <goes off to play with her doll!>
You forgot Arrenn's new warm boots, dear.
Can't let his little feet get cold.
Lyinar Ka`Bael, Piney Fresh Druidess - Luclin
can the hamster get some gitfs ?
I was welding the soles on them. Sorry. HO HO HO
Gives the hamster a ten pound carrot and a habitrail to run around in...and a candy cane
HO HO HO
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standing around, pondering, just shrugs and smirks
It's hard to pick a gift for a moogle... Kupo. Caffeine, or weapons of mass destruction, or even little trinkets... I hate being so bubble-headed sometimes...
Hummm.... If I don't tell Cinder about the second one, then he'll destroy the first, and I'll have a chance to use the other one... gotta get some catnip to put in it....
*leckie gives Santa Deth a few crates of Halas heaters...*
This'll keep yer warm for the rest of the winter...
Oh, well. I guess I try to be better next year.
*rubs her hands together evily*
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Reaches into his bag and produces for Gikkwiny a small orc/grizzly bear hybrid...good for slaying those who irritate you, good for giving you a hug when you need it. Gives each of them a candy cane
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For Leckie, there is a pony, because at some time or another in their lives, everyone wants a pony. There is also a poop blaster, to get rid of, shall we say, "road apples". And of course the requisite Candy Cane.
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Gives MP A sack full of money, and matching boots to the ones he gave Arrenn. So she has boots to kick butt with, money to spend...AND a candy cane.
HO HO HO
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Is Santa-Deth trying to tell me something?
He's already going to be quite warm this winter, thank you 
Lyinar Ka`Bael, Piney Fresh Druidess - Luclin
lousy no-shirt wearin' elf man.
*snuggles Lyinar*
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Thank you. I owe you one.
Black Mage hurrily shuffles in and closes the door behind him. Removing his scarf and winter coats, he waves to everyone in the room, nodding towards some, and winking at others.
He then shuffles towards the jolly not-so-fat elf sitting in the chair, and stops in front of him, looking him in the eye with one hand behind his back, the other on his gnarled staff.
He then produces some reading specacles and pulls out a piece of paper from behind his back. Clearing his throat with a prompt, 'Ahem', he reads;*
Dear Santa Deth,
The closer it came to Christmas this year, the more I realized how content I was in my current state of physical materials. This posed a dilemnia to others, as they could not think of things to give me. However, I have found one thing I lack! The only gift I could possibly want, is the gift of giving...
*And with that, the Mage pulled out a leatherbound tomb(of sorts) and hastly dropped it into Deth's personal bag. With a quick glance at the Mistress-*
*Demitri covered his mouth and coughed out a, "WHIPPED!" here*
*...And a wink to Deth, he bowed and moved away, towards the ale, ready to spend the night in the comfort of friends*
whoa. Wow thanks BM
smiles...sends that man a candy cane special delivery
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