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realityshifted2009-02-23 12:10 am
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004: Centzon Totochtin/preparations
[Something smells really, really awful on the Plane. That something is a disembodied tentacle which is currently rotting, and which Pino has dragged off to a little corner of the Plane. Around the tentacle are growing piles of junk--scrap metal, long-dead radios, nuts and bolts, a clarinet which has been snapped in half, a metal head (formerly an Autoraves), stacks of papers, a holographic book which has been flipped open to show an image of a boy and a girl running through a field, light bulbs, and a whole collection of interestingly bent forks.]
[Anyone who cares to watch will notice Pino, dressed today in just her overalls, coming and going several times over the next hour or so, adding things to the piles until there's a suitable amount of junk. Finally, Pino seems to be satisfied as she sets a small stone desk gargoyle in among the piles. She grins brightly and nods to herself.]
Yes! This way Pino won't have to leave anything behind!
[She starts hopping around the piles.] Four hundred rabbits, then Pino will go back! One rabbit, two rabbits, three rabbits...
[Anyone who cares to watch will notice Pino, dressed today in just her overalls, coming and going several times over the next hour or so, adding things to the piles until there's a suitable amount of junk. Finally, Pino seems to be satisfied as she sets a small stone desk gargoyle in among the piles. She grins brightly and nods to herself.]
Yes! This way Pino won't have to leave anything behind!
[She starts hopping around the piles.] Four hundred rabbits, then Pino will go back! One rabbit, two rabbits, three rabbits...

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