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xx Re: The Hallow Home
« Reply #105 on: Oct 30th, 2006, 8:44pm »

"Why, thank you," Fermata said graciously and went on her way. She was much too humble to decline the offer. At least she could give it to the cats...
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xx Re: The Hallow Home
« Reply #106 on: Nov 14th, 2006, 8:05pm »

Ereik climbed up to the roof of the house placed his hand on the roof and waited as it aged and he fell threw landing softly on his feet.
What can i steal. He asked himself.

He wandered around the house looking for anything that he could sell to any body. He found a box of jewelry sitting on a dresser he graped it and made his way unnoticed out of the building heading to town. He made extra sure he left nothing behind but a Simple Ace Card.
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xx Re: The Hallow Home
« Reply #107 on: Nov 14th, 2006, 8:33pm »

Jean got back from the store and started crying when she noticed that somebody stole the familys jewels.
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xx Re: The Hallow Home
« Reply #108 on: Nov 19th, 2006, 11:55pm »

The day Clay leaves Dan arrives, ready to fix whatever needs fixing and keep and eye out on the residence.

It isn’t long before he’s greeted by Travis, “Hey Mr. Milkman, what’re you doin’ round here now?”

“Good evening Travis, is your mom around?” Dan replies in his smoothest tone.

“Yes…why?” Travis replies rather confused.

“I’m taking her out on a dinner date tonight. It’s no secret that old Milkman Dan as has his eye on your mom for quite some time. Who knows…? Maybe this could lead to something truly magical for me.” Dan replies.

“But you’re a mean jerk. I don’t want my momma datin’ somebody like you.” Travis replies shaken.

“I know. That’s the most magical part of all,” Dan replies jokingly.

“I hate you, Milkman Dan!” Travis says in a fit.

“It’s amazing how much that sounds like ‘Milkman Dad” Dan replies with a laugh, “Now calm down, I’m just house sitting while your dad’s out.” Dan says, clearing the confusion and heading into the house to take care of his duties.


Later that day, while getting off a hard day’s work at the dairy plan, Dan returns and notices Travis, doing whatever it is kids do. Dan begins talking to Travis, “One of my coworkers at the dairy told me a joke at lunch today that was so hilarious it made cottage cheese shoot out my nose.”

“Ewww…that’s gross.” Travis replies slightly disturbed by the thought of it.

“More disturbingly, though…I wasn’t eating cottage cheese at the time.

Travis says nothing but tries to hold back a brief uprising of vomit. Dashing off to the nearest location that can accommodate his need to hurl. Dan calls after him, “Whoops. Sorry, Travis…I forgot you were recovering from the stomach flu.”

Hours go by as Dan does random house improvement jobs, most notable a hole in the ceiling, as well as other odds and ends. He takes a quick break to have a word with Travis, who was milling about the house, “Say Travis…Did I ever tell you about when I was in the navy?”

“You were in the navy?” Travis replies slightly shocked.

“Yep…but it wasn’t all that great. Sometimes we were ordered to kill our own shipmates to prove out loyalty to the ranking officers.” Dan says a look in his eye as if he was thinking back to some great memory.

“That a lie, Milkman Dan! My Uncle Bo is in the navy an’ they don’t do mean stuff like that.” Travis replies authoritatively.

“I didn’t say I was in the United States navy, Travis. Hmm…now that I think of it, I’m not even sure it was a navy. Is there a navy that sells kids to pirates in exchange for opium?” Dan asks as if serious.

“Mom!!” Travis yells in a state of shock.

“Ha-ha!! Relax…no military would ever take me. With my record, I’d be lucky to get a trout fishing license,” Dan says before he ends his short break and continues work.


The day ends with Dan spending the night at Clay’s house, and getting up bright and early for his job at the dairy. After work Dan heads back to Clay’s and continues his house held chores. This time he goes out to buy groceries as well as various odds and ends of supplies he might need. He stops by the hospital for a certain item before he heads back. At the house he runs into Travis.

“Hey there, Travis. I just stopped by to show you something I cam across this morning. I know you collect buttons, so I thought you might be interested.” Dan says dropping something on the ground.

“Where? Let me see.” Travis replies with intrigue.

“It appears to be a decorative button from a marching band uniform. Still, I’m not sure…maybe it’s from an old military dress jacket.” Dan says in a knowing tone.

Travis picks up the object to notice it’s a human finger tip. “Eww, this isn’t a button. It’s the tip of a human finger!”

“Hmm…you know, I wondered why such an unusual coat button would be buried in the bottom of a hospital dumpster.” Dan says as if enlightened to the fact.

“You’re sick, Milkman Dan” Travis says dropping the finger.

“Hey, I’m not the one picking filthy medical waste off the ground with my bare hands.” Dan says as he leaves to finish more house tasks.

Afterwards, Dan once again approaches Travis, asking “Travis…do you ever wonder what happens to people after they die?”

Travis replies without thinking, “No…they go to heaven to be with God.”

A few moments of silence go by before Dan continues, “Well then, in that case, that probably wasn’t your dead Grandmother I saw crawling into your basement window with a half-gnawed human femur clenched in her rotting maw.”

Travis hung his head as if in defeat, “I hate you more than ever Milkman Dan.”

“Settle down…it could’ve just been a large stick.” Dan chimes in before leaving to continue his long day ahead of chores.

During the course of his working, it brings him across the path of Travis. This time Travis begins the conversation, “I don’t wanna talk to you no more, ‘cause you’re always mean to me, Milkman Dan.”

“I see…You know, Travis… one day, when you’re all grown up, you’ll be grateful to me for taking the time each day to teach you to withstand relentless and wanton cruelty.” Dan says knowingly.

“Really?” Travis asks

“Heh…of course not. In fact, all subsequent inhumanities you experience in your lifetime will probably seem like a game of jump rope compared to our ‘special little relationship” Dan says jokingly.

“I’m still not talkin’ to you” Travis says as Milkman Dan sets off to continue his work.

The next day, and final day of Dan’s stay, he was not working his dairy job. He devoted this day to housework. During the course of his housework, Travis walks up to him, “You better not be mean to me today, Milkman Dan, or you’re gonna go to hell when you die.”

Dan gets a serious look and tone to him, “I don’t think so, Travis. Milkman Dan isn’t ever going to die. You see, several years ago, an oriental mystic told me about the ancient secrets of immortality. I can do what I want and have nothing to fear.”

“You’re lyin’!” Travis shouts, “My dad said only God can live forever.”

Dan keeps his tone, “What if I’m not lying? What if Milkman Dan has beating God at his own game…just imagine, if you will, what kind of delicious suffering awaits you at the hands of the most powerful milkman in the universe.”

“You can’t do nothin’ to make me suffer!” Travis bravely says.

“Oh no? Seen your dog lately?” Dan says with a sinister tone. Travis gets a shocked look and heads off to look for his dog.

As Dan makes plans to finally leave, he realizes, he must have misplaced his hat somewhere. Before he can continue his search for it, he’s approached by Travis, “Hey there, Milkman Dan. Where’s your hat?”

“I seem to have ‘misplaced’ it. You haven’t seen it, have you?” Dan says suspiciously.

“I can’t remember. Have you seen my dog?” Travis replies cunningly.

“I see. If your dog were to miraculously reappear, would it help your memory?” Dan says, getting a sneaking suspicion about things.

“Yes… I think it would.” Travis replies

Dan’s eyes get misty, his voice chokes up as he says his next lines, “Forgive me for crying, Travis. You’ve made an old milkman very proud today.”

Dan however is not tricked and finds his hat on his own, and takes his leave. Proving once and for all he is better than little kids.
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xx Re: The Hallow Home
« Reply #109 on: Nov 20th, 2006, 10:35am »

(((( Oh man. Looks like I'm gonna have to do a lot of damage control when I get back. "Milkman Dad," ugg, that bout makes me sick.

Unfortuantely for Dan, he seems to have arrived too early for his job. Meaning Clay may be coming home unexpectedly. Meaning Clay might just appoint a new house sitter in the little time he has left.

Although it does appear Dan has done a lot of chores around the house.)))
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« Reply #110 on: Dec 5th, 2006, 7:41pm »

Travis runs to Clay after seeing his pa arrive back home from the long journey.

"Pa, Milkman Dan was mean," Travis pleads.

Clay looks down at his son and frowns. "Son, the world ain't no cake walk. I'm sure he did what he had ta do."

Clay walks into his home looking for Dan the milkman to pay him.
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« Reply #111 on: Dec 5th, 2006, 7:58pm »

Clay searches his home for Dan but fails to find hims. He figures the milkman must be out on delivery so Clay heads to the jail to see if any crimes have been committed.
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« Reply #112 on: Dec 20th, 2006, 12:47pm »

Marius was wearing his suit and had his briefcase he had his hair slicked bakc he walked to clays door his head held high....he had a plan to get a little power and that was trust....Marius knocked on the door "Mr. Hallow I am here to discuss the crimes in Clauden sir"
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« Reply #113 on: Dec 20th, 2006, 8:11pm »

Clay was just getting home from the tavern when he saw somebody with a briefcase at his door,

"Nope, I don't wan't any," Clay said, "Can't you read the sign, it says "No Solicitors," That means whatever ya got for sale I don't want."
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« Reply #114 on: Dec 21st, 2006, 4:43pm »

"I have nothing to sell to you Mr. Hallow my name is Mr. Edwards" he put his hand out for him to shake "I am here to discuss the crimes in clauden and how best for us to work together to prevent them.......I work for the US goverment sir and I have my papers with me now....so I suggest you listen to me unless you want to be removed"
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« Reply #115 on: Dec 21st, 2006, 7:40pm »

"Why ya shar are a friendly chap ain't you," Clay took the hand and shook it as roughly as possible.

"Come inside my wife will cokk you up something," Clay opened the door and motioned for Marius to come in and sit down at the table.

"Jean, we have a guest for dinner, a fed from Washington or something."

Clay sat at the table, "Yup there's crime in Clauden. But no towns perfect."
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« Reply #116 on: Dec 22nd, 2006, 12:45pm »

Elaina knew that since she didn't work for the state of New York anymore, she needed to be able to get a job where she could stay in Clauden and continue what she was doing. Who better to help her than the sherriff?

Elaina walked up slowly, her eyes were still a little red from crying, but she was even angrier when she saw MArius at the sherriff's house. No way she'd get a job with him there. He'd probably say that she was a terrible detective or something.

None the less Elaina kept going. "Serriff? I'd like to tlake to you for a moment if you don't mind." she shot a dirty look to Marius, "Hello Mr. Edwards."
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« Reply #117 on: Dec 22nd, 2006, 12:53pm »

Marius looked at her foolish girl coming to disturb me again your quite the nuisance arent you...he thought to himself he sat down at the table "Detective I do hope you dont take long after all.....I was here to meet him first and it's rude to make a guest wait..."
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« Reply #118 on: Dec 22nd, 2006, 12:57pm »

"Mr.Edwards... I am not currently a detective. In fact... I have come to inquire for a job, Mr. Hallow, as the official detective for the Clauden law enforcement.." Elaina said daringly, "But I do think the polite guest would be willign to wait." she said to him. 'That'll teach him to question me...' she thought to herself.
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« Reply #119 on: Dec 22nd, 2006, 1:01pm »

"so your moving on up....unfortunately it's my decision ultimately whether your hired or not....after all I am here to ensure this town makes correct changes....fire the bad deputies...."he looked at her "doesnt hire incapable ones after all I like your work so far......so I would have to advise Mr. Hallow to hire you...." he winked at her
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