by Emram on Thu Apr 14, 2005 9:21 pm
"Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the viking bellowed, falling to the floor and clutching at his leg. The Scoobs all began to panic, rattled by the viking's cry of pain.
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The spider began to concentrate, frantically trying to keep control over the preys' minds. But their thoughts were now rapidly swirling, swapping between panic and fear. The viking's mind was part anger, part pain, part shock, but he would soon regain control. The arachnid froze, concentrating as much as possible. Until something was pressed very firmly in her face.
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"OK," Emram said, his pulse rifle aimed at the spider's upper left eye, "where are we, how long have the others been here, and -" He broke off and looked around. "And where the hell did Sunny go? She was here a moment ago, wasn't she?"
The spider looked at Emram from the corners of her eyes, trying to look as timid and unthreatening as possible. She began to back into a corner, very slowly, trying not to make any sudden movements - quite difficult, when you're a spider!
"Emram's Taxidermy, you snuff 'em, we stuff 'em!"