*settles into First Class, and gets Jooves to bring him another glass of Champagne, and a freshly ironed copy of the Times.*
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"Wolf? Who cares about a dang wolf? Where I come from, we got these things called coy-o-tees. Most annoyin' darn rascals ya ever did see."
*nods toward the elf*
"Check out the freak show up front. Looks like the nerd's gettin' excited, if ya know what I'm sayin'"
*winks suggestively, then calls to the elf*
"Hey elfie! Think yur cool with yur bow an' arras? Well I got me a shotgun in here somewheres.
*ruffles through his bag, searching*
"Well where is the dang thing? Appar'ntly I din't bring it. Dang!"
*looks up sheepishly*
*Wanders up and down the lanes on the plane searching for seat 1A*
"How dare they keep moving this seat! I need to get into it before the plane takes off!"
"How dare they keep moving this seat! I need to get into it before the plane takes off!"
*looks at the guy who seems to be always lost*
"Hey, man, park y'self down in this seat right here."
*points to the seat beside him, which coincidentally, says 1A*
"Hey, man, park y'self down in this seat right here."
*points to the seat beside him, which coincidentally, says 1A*
*happy sits down in the seat, placing his backpack in the overhead compartment and the umbrella againt the wall in front of him. The whole plain tips to the front right of the plane.*
*Stands up grabs the bag and throws it over to the opposite side of the plane. The plane tips back to normal. The people around me look at me.*
"What is in that bag?" One of them asks
"Oh you know, food, medical supplies, tents, White Dwarf stars, depleted Uranium. I have to make sure I build up my muscles all the time, so the Umbrella here is made of compressed White Dwarf matter, and the backpack had replacements for when it gets damaged"
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*nods in a way that says he shouldn't be surprised anymore, and cherrily sips his beer*
*Sits down in seat 19a. Pushes backpack under the seat. Reaches for the plane safety card and begins to read. After reading the plane safety card, begins to question why he chose the emergency exit seat.
*While he generally doesn't like restraining devices, he decides to follow the captain's advice*
"Maybe once we're in the air some of this nuttiness will calm down..."
"Maybe once we're in the air some of this nuttiness will calm down..."
*looks suspiciously at the man who just sprouted pointy ears and a wolfish snout, and is suddenly covered in a dense coat of hair*
"Don't worry about it too much, Snoopdogg over there is always a wolf, even when he is not. That why he looks like that, someone must have decided to play a game of Werewolf to pass the time and he got his role.
You can tell when he starts to look like a Wolf that the game has started"
*"Takeoff's always is the scariest part" Paendrag thought and clutched the chair while saying a tiny prayer..*
"What color is it? If it green you don't need to worry, it a part of the plane equipment. We needed to prove that the plane was green, and nothing is more greener then a green snake."