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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 24, 2006 8:54:56 GMT -5
A small shop in the Sydney Airport call The Last Minute selling souvenirs, snacks, drinks, books, magazines, and other random things you may have forgotten to pack. |
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sugarplumfairy100
Searching for Transmitter
Stranded plg%%Molly Ann Sharpe%%
Posts: 90
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Post by sugarplumfairy100 on Aug 24, 2006 9:38:06 GMT -5
***Molly Enters***
Heading straight for the magazine counter, she scanned the shelves, before pulling down Heat, Vogue, and, with difficulty, she pushed back Zoo and NUTS, and selected a Kerrang magazine. A young man grinned at her.
"No need to be shy," he laughed, as he too picked up a Kerrang magazine. He wandered off to pay for it.
Molly smiled, and added two bottles of water, a sandwich, postcard and glass wipes, and glanced around for anything else she may have forgotten. Shampoo, shower-gel. Deciding that she'd probably be staying in a cheap B&B tonight, and that the free shampoo and showergel they gave were more like watered down washing up liquid, she selected a bottle of each, and walked up to the counter.
"$20, please, Ma'am," the man said, in a bored voice. She dug in her back pocket, and handed him the money. He handed her a receit.
"Thank you. Enjoy your flight," he smiled, helped her bag up her produce, and turned back to the book he was reading, which was propped up against the till.
Molly walked back out, and returned to 23 Gateway.
***MOLLY LEAVES FOR GATEWAY 23, WHERE SHE SITS ON THE PLASTIC CHAIRS, WISHING SHE HAD SOMEONE TO TALK TOO***
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Post by JINX on Aug 24, 2006 18:02:11 GMT -5
Jinx entered the shop and smiled at all the Teddy bears and snow globes and all the other little Knicknacks. Jinx smiled and decided she would buy Snow globe, Three teddy bears and a few post cards. She smiled at the man who worked behind the counter and placed the items down. "I'm not quite done get, i'll be back."
And with that she Grabed a Few more things, Soda, Sandwitch and a couple of Fruit's and headed back to the counter. after she paided and of course signed and autograph.
~~Heading back to Gate~~
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Post by Ethan Rom on Aug 25, 2006 17:39:25 GMT -5
JOHN WILKSHON
Batteries, batteries, battries. I need a charger. Stupid MP3 player.
Then again, it's a handy invention. It's like walking around with my own theme tune. Go for a piss, whip it out, 'Eye of the Tiger' starts playing. I've never felt so manly in my life.
I buy the battries, and as usual when I buy things, I get bored in the some ten seconds it takes to pay and bag it and the clerk is trying to get my attention again. Really. It's a miracle I got through school.
Still, millions of sperm, I was the fastest. I suppose that's something. Although adoption might be cool, it means I was selected based on me, not randomly produced.
Christ. I think offensive things. Fucking offensive.
And now I'm so wrapped up in my own little world I knock a small child over, making her land flat on her face. "S-s-s-sorry, sorry, sorry." I say to the parent. I couldn't care less about the kid, actually. Not a fan of children.
If there's one group of people who aren't being locked up enough, it's children. Always complaining. 'I want this' 'I want that' 'I need my insulin' I mean come on!
Back in my own little world. What gate am I meant to be in? Is it 23? Why do I think in my accent? Gates? What? Children? Shit.
Wonderful.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Aug 25, 2006 18:03:50 GMT -5
JOHN WILKSHON
Great, now I'm confused again. Which direction?
Meh. I'll wing it.
Hehe. 'Wing' it. Plane, wing....hehe.
Y'know what I hate? I hate when you wave to someone in a crowd, they don't see you, but someone else does and thinks you're waving to them, a stranger, and then they think you're one of those retarded kids who wave at everything.
***I head to the gate***
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 26, 2006 13:56:57 GMT -5
***FEMALE VOICE WITH AUSTRALIAN ACCENT ANNOUNCEMENT MADE OVER SPEAKER SYSTEM***
Oceanic Flight 815 to Los Angeles, departing at 2:55 p.m. will now begin boarding at Gate 23.
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drewdeburg
Hiking to Higher Ground
plg%%Krystal Wilmington%%
Posts: 237
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Post by drewdeburg on Aug 26, 2006 16:40:41 GMT -5
He's catching me....
As Krystal moved faster, she knew he was following her... he had seen her.
If I can just get on this flight... run faster, must run faster...
He was catching Krystal with ease, she knew she was stuck, but he wouldn't have a ticket. Krystal knew she had to get to Gate 23 otherwise her life would end.
Must keep running... have to get away... he can never get me.... NEVER!
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sugarplumfairy100
Searching for Transmitter
Stranded plg%%Molly Ann Sharpe%%
Posts: 90
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Post by sugarplumfairy100 on Aug 26, 2006 16:59:34 GMT -5
ooc: drewdeburg, you need to board the plane! Hurry!
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