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"Once," she begins, dark eyes buzzing with

  • "Once," she begins, dark eyes buzzing with excitement, "he whom dies raises back from the death. Oh, no, not snarly, or frightening at all, but all flesh and bone."
  • "The fact is, you may or may not recognise them when this happens. The cat that keeps you company may or may not be your grandfather reincarnated!", she continued. We were stunned.
  • Coming to grips with the idea of reincarnation was hard enough, but to think he could have been with them the whole time... it was difficult to absorb that information.
  • So difficult in fact that he got a migraine. A piecing aura-inducing migraine that felt like a coked-out marsupial clawing the backs of his eyes. "How are you doing champ?" asked
  • a mischievous presence, just out of sight. "Well I sure ain't doing too well..." He responded, "I can't see pass this migraine." Rubbing his temples he groaned, his world swirling.
  • Being thrown across a galaxy had the potential to bring headaches. What luck, he had been set down quite violently upon a planet that administered effective alien medicines.
  • He stood up dizzily, brushing off his clothes. He looked around awkwardly. Three million purple faces staring back at him.
  • "Umm...Hi!" he said to the floating purple heads. A particularly huge head floated in front of him. "Greetings strange humanoid. I am PurplePalm, the leader of the floating heads."
  • "How can you have palms when you're only a head?" "We do the best we can," proclaimed Prince PurpleRain, Leader of the Free Floaters. PurplePalm plopped
  • and punctuated a plethora of phrases whilst being sure to mind thode p's and q's. Purple Rain applauded Purple Palm's efforts and showered the people with praise.
Started
2016-05-18 18:50:54
Finished
2016-05-24 23:59:31

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