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The Island.... Part OneWanda: *is on some sort of desert island, beuniformed. They were supposed to be on a mission, taking over some sort of subtropical island with the Acolytes, but something had gone wrong, and the plane had crashed on an island! Oh noes! She had woken up, a little sore, but somehow, uninjured. Now she was pushing her way through the brush, trying to find another living person* Remy: He could of transported us by those damn spheres, but no, had to give us a plane *mutters as he makes his way along the beach, that rings part of the island, wondering where the hell the rest of them landed...* Lance: *Has no idea how he ended up on a plThe Island.... Part One
The Island.... Part FiveWanda: *is still shaking water off from her recent dunk. Just to get shit started again* Pietro: Just because I'm hurt doesn't mean I cant run anymore *is unsettled at the idea* Lance: Where were you hit? Remy: *takes a seat in the remains of the pilot chair as he starts going through the instruments to see what is working and what isnt* Scott: [Between the anaconda and an amphibian, I don't know which is worse right now.] >._>] Scott: [Jean!!] Jean: [I'm only kidding!] Kurt: *tail twitching nervously* I don't like this...We should get out of here as fast as we can... Todd: >P _> Remy: Ok.The Island.... Part Five
The Island.... Part FourKurt: It should be just a few minutes beyond that ridge *pointing to something in the dark that no doubt only he can see Remy: *nods as he spots it too, his own nightvision picking it up* If ya say so Jean: *looking over the charred dinosaur* Sooo.... This is dinner then? John: It sure is. You want a bit? Or maybe you want it a little more cooked? This here isn't as well done as it could be Jean: No, no! It looks PLENTLY done, Pyro. Thanks. John: *shrugs* Well, if you're sure Jean: I am. o__O *isn't suer if she wants to eat Dino, but if that's what the food is* Scott? You uh- want some? Scott: I...thiThe Island.... Part Four
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I do believe it is time for a melt down. 
Tired
...Do you?
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"Dammit Jim, I'm a Doctor, not a (Insert word here)!"
"If I were human, I do beleive my response would be...'Go To Hell.' If I were human."
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These are two of my favourite quotes ever. Can you guess who said these?
LET US BE HAPPY FOR EACH OTHER.
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Indeed, there is not much difference between when I’m asleep and when I'm awake.
Beware my awesome power….of……sarcasm.
A true friend stabs you in the front…..and don’t think I won’t.
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"Not exactly, Doctor. On Vulcan teddy bears are alive, and have six inch fangs."
Spock - Journey to Babel
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Indeed, there is not much difference between when I’m asleep and when I'm awake.
Beware my awesome power….of……sarcasm.
A true friend stabs you in the front…..and don’t think I won’t.
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"Not exactly, Doctor. On Vulcan teddy bears are alive, and have six inch fangs."
Spock - Journey to Babel
But I'm bored. And lonely.
And have also said 'Neroshrimp' FAR too many times for my own good.
I feel worse, Krap Urban seems to be in SPACE somewhere right now, and my family are out to get me.
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Hobnobs are the SEX of biscuits.
When...in doubt...splice...your sentences. Then randomly dash for the door.
....and it's now stuck in my head to the 'spider pig' tune.
Neroshrimp, Neroshrimp, does whatever a Neroshrimp does!~
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Indeed, there is not much difference between when I’m asleep and when I'm awake.
Beware my awesome power….of……sarcasm.
A true friend stabs you in the front…..and don’t think I won’t.
He says it in a very Jewish way, I think anyway.
Hm. My opinion.
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Hobnobs are the SEX of biscuits.
When...in doubt...splice...your sentences. Then randomly dash for the door.
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Indeed, there is not much difference between when I’m asleep and when I'm awake.
Beware my awesome power….of……sarcasm.
A true friend stabs you in the front…..and don’t think I won’t.
I dunno, s'what I think.
He might be. Shatner and Nimoy are.
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Hobnobs are the SEX of biscuits.
When...in doubt...splice...your sentences. Then randomly dash for the door.
Merry christmas, happy birthday, and DON'T THOSE RANDOM NOISES BITS REMIND YOU SO MUCH OF US?
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Hobnobs are the SEX of biscuits.
When...in doubt...splice...your sentences. Then randomly dash for the door.
The end of that where they're doin the accents is amazing.
Eh heh heh. The noises are belonging to us.
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Indeed, there is not much difference between when I’m asleep and when I'm awake.
Beware my awesome power….of……sarcasm.
A true friend stabs you in the front…..and don’t think I won’t.
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