In-a, With-a, While-a, Theatre sports for the writers here

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Meanwhile, at the Legion of Really Lame Superheroes latest adventure spot...

Twistella sighed and stared out of the gap in the barn door at the pouring rain. It was still pouring. At least Otto had dried the kids out.
Nothing was stopping them from crying.
She looked back and found cause to sigh again. "M-Saver... you are *not* helping."
M-Saver looked up from his invisible box with a quizzical expression and shook his head.
"Revert to your natural form, now, before someone starts screaming."
There was a weird noise, like someone pouring water backwards, and he was back to his pudgy, geeky self. "I *hate* being Me," he muttered.
"Still better than being a Mime," opined Twistella.

Today's challenge:
In-a Empty house, With-a Igor, While-a third party searches for them.

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Today's Challenge:
In-a forest, With-a mystery malady, While-a Theft occurs.

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Today's challenge:
In-a theme park, With-a Chocolate Dalek, While-a cat climbs something.

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We're alternately renovating and cleaning, over here, so updates will be... sporadic.

In the meantime, pick a challenge. Any challenge.

Today's challenge:
In-a museum, With-a elf, While-a patron gets robbed.

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Little girl turned four yesterday (IMG:style_emoticons/Nighty/crawler.gif) Shall continue cleaning and renovating, but hopefully at a slower pace.

Today's Challenge:
In-a circus, With-a cat, While-a easter egg hunt occurs.

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Is anyone even reading these?

Todays challenge:
In-a kitchen, With-a glue gun, While-a badguy plots evilness

[Amicitia]

I'm reading, but my inspiration is mostly elsewhere these days...

[kladyelf]

Um, will try to be inspired this weekend and write something.... (IMG:style_emoticons/Nighty/nc-huge-grin.gif)

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Today's challenge:
In-a lift/elevator, With-a swing set, While-a search party stumbles on them

[Ishling]

In-a lift/elevator, With-a swing set, While-a search party stumbles on them

*tag* I'm posting one of these later, promise. I like this one!

"Okay, yougrabthatend, I'lltakethisone," Pietro instructed.

"Right." Freddie grabbed the blue metal, hoisting it up and carrying it into the elevator. "Now what?"

"Wewaituntiltheelevatorreachesthetopfloor."

"Okay." They stood in silence, cheesy violin in the background. "...Pietro...why are we taking a swingset to the top floor?"

"Whynot? It'llbeawesome."

"For what?"

"Forswinging. Youcangetreallyreallyhigh. IwannaseeifIcangooverthetop."

"But we don't live here."

"DuhIdon'twanttokeepitatmyplace."

"Why?"

"It'stoochildish!Ihavetoentertainladiesthere!"

"But why here? Why Todd's place?"

Pietro flushed. "Uh...Sammymightlikeit."

"Right... So you bought a swingset for Sammy."

"No!It'sforme!"

{Bamph!} "Ah hah! I knew you skipped out on the cleaning! Tante Sara's gonna be so mad!" Adriel crowed. Then she noticed the swing set. Her blue eyebrows dipped. "What are you doing with that swingset?"

"Nothing!" Pietro yelped.

"Oooh you're doing something naughty! No wonder everyone's searching for you! They're gonna yell at you sooooo much!"

"I'mnot!Youcan'tproveanything!"

{Ding!}

"Pietro!" Todd yelled.

"Todd!Hihow'reyou?Iboughtyouaswingset!"

"You're supposed to be helping," Sara observed, arching an eyebrow.

"Unca 'Tro whassat?" Sammy asked around her thumb.

"Surprise? I'llhelpyougooverthetop."

"WHAT?!"

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*sigh* I tried...sorry, I had inspiration, then it went. Too many assignments :-(.

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Today's challenge:
In-a tree, With-a madman, While-a team of medicos diagnoses something

THAT one aughta be good for *SOMETHING*...

[kladyelf]

Huzzah! it is midnight and the plotbunnies of Python have struck!!!
(OK i saw the Wolverine movie and this is based on one bit of it)

Eric Magnus Lensherr, master of magnetism and self-appointed protector of mutantkind settled back into the trunk of the Fir tree and gazed out at the Canadian Wilderness™ sipping coffee.

"Let me see if i understand this," he drawled to his companion. "You have currently been shot with a hollow bullet containing a concentrated version of the Legacy virus, leading you to hallucinate. While that," he gestured with his mug at figures scurrying below "is the X-men frantically trying to save your life, healing factor notwithstanding. Am i correct so far?"

Wolverine, currently occupying the other half of the tree fiddled with one of those irritating paper sugar packets for his coffee simply grunted in agreement.

"Logan, I understand that i am currently part of your delusions and that as such i need to fit in, but why are we dressed like this?"

The shorter, stockier mutant gave up on his coffee and stuck his thumbs into the pockets of his jeans.

"Because bub, i'm sick of being the X-men's unkillable powerhouse, I wanna be a lumberjack!"

[Weirdlet]

*snrfle*