IC: *I answer rather impatiently* "Yes, this is of the highest importance! Tell her the have returned!
*he says nothing for a second* "If I attempt to deliver your message, the Leprechaun-in-Chief will certainly attack me. But that message is very important; I'll see what I can do."
"Just deliver it - put me through to the Leprechaun-in-Chief if he intervenes."
*he says nothing for a second* "If I attempt to deliver your message, the Leprechaun-in-Chief will certainly attack me. But that message is very important; I'll see what I can do."
"Just deliver it - put me through to the Leprechaun-in-Chief if he intervenes."
*the success of the pigeon's mission depends on the other quote chain now*
*OOC me goes off to try and work out which quote chain that is*
*IC me holds the door closed, and puts a hand in my pocket to try and find something I can fight it with*
*you probably figured it out by this point*
*the starts headbutting the door (as it is only a head)*
*I did indeed*
*The successfully headbuts the door down...only to find another door in its place. The realises I must have drawn the Shammadium sword, as dozens of sham-doors explode outwards from the telephone box.*
*the starts headbutting the door (as it is only a head)*
*I did indeed*
*The successfully headbuts the door down...only to find another door in its place. The realises I must have drawn the Shammadium sword, as dozens of sham-doors explode outwards from the telephone box.*
Ah, good thinking. *the other arrives, and they attempt to shove their way through the sham doors*
*The successfully headbuts the door down...only to find another door in its place. The realises I must have drawn the Shammadium sword, as dozens of sham-doors explode outwards from the telephone box.*
Ah, good thinking. *the other arrives, and they attempt to shove their way through the sham doors*
*After about a minute, they manage to get inside. Once there, they find that the opposite wall has imploded into a pole less than a centimetre wide; I must have used the Implodium sword to escape while they were busy pushing all the fake doors aside. They see me running away, halfway down the street*
Ah, good thinking. *the other arrives, and they attempt to shove their way through the sham doors*
*After about a minute, they manage to get inside. Once there, they find that the opposite wall has imploded into a pole less than a centimetre wide; I must have used the Implodium sword to escape while they were busy pushing all the fake doors aside. They see me running away, halfway down the street*
*After about a minute, they manage to get inside. Once there, they find that the opposite wall has imploded into a pole less than a centimetre wide; I must have used the Implodium sword to escape while they were busy pushing all the fake doors aside. They see me running away, halfway down the street*
*When they enter, they see me standing still, looking slightly strained*
*it doesn't occur to them that this is probably a trap, and they come closer*
*nothing happens at the crash site; I'm stuck in treacle*
*The person they saw, who does not look quite like me when they get closer, collapses into dust*
*They hear footsteps behind them as the real me enters the alley, both swords drawn*
"And that, my good , is what happens when you chase after me without bothering to check if I'm hiding on top of the telephone box, holding a Shamdium sword."
*it doesn't occur to them that this is probably a trap, and they come closer*
*nothing happens at the crash site; I'm stuck in treacle*
*The person they saw, who does not look quite like me when they get closer, collapses into dust*
*They hear footsteps behind them as the real me enters the alley, both swords drawn*
"And that, my good , is what happens when you chase after me without bothering to check if I'm hiding on top of the telephone box, holding a Shamdium sword."
*Nobody comes to investigate the crash site*
Good one!
*the s turn slightly red and charge at you*
*a flock of pigeons go by, on their way to help me*
*The person they saw, who does not look quite like me when they get closer, collapses into dust*
*They hear footsteps behind them as the real me enters the alley, both swords drawn*
"And that, my good , is what happens when you chase after me without bothering to check if I'm hiding on top of the telephone box, holding a Shamdium sword."
*Nobody comes to investigate the crash site*
Good one!
*the s turn slightly red and charge at you*
*a flock of pigeons go by, on their way to help me*
Thanks!
*I implode the walls of the alleyway into a prison cell, trapping the :)s*
have returned! 
can be seen outside the phone booth* 
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