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Jersey Devil

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Joined: Apr 2001

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Jersey Devil is doing well so far

May 31, 2001, 10:53 AM
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Another chapter (very short this time...):



"WHAT?!", exclaimed a nearby rabbit, who was in tears - apparently from listening to J.D.'s story,"Nero's dead?! I can't believe Nero's dead!! WWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!".

Grath AR raised one eyebrow;

"Did you know him?",

"No.", replied the rabbit,"I just can't believe he's dead.".



No-one had any idea who this bunny was. Everyone presumed it was just a nosy busy-bunny with nothing better to do.



Suddenly the door of the War Tavern swung open. A strange brown, fanged creature walked through - he wasn't a rabbit, like most of the others in the tavern. He was something entirely different - a cartoon bat! He even had a thick black outline and everything! He wore a small-ish backpack, which didn't really look like it could hold much (the sheer amount it could hold was going to surprise everybody later!). He looked at the group Jersey Devil was sat with, and put on a silly grin:

"Que Passa!", he smiled,

"Er... Hi...", Jersey Devil said nervously,"Wh-what's 'Que Passa'?",

"Never mind.", the red-eyed bat sighed, pulling up a chair and sitting with the assembled bunnies.



At that moment, J.D. noticed the name floating above this bat's head.



"That's a pretty funny name you got there.", J.D. remarked,"I never met anybody called 'Continue Please' before.",

"What? Oh... Oops... Does it still say that?", the cartoony creature replied, promptly grabbing his name out of mid-air and bending it back to what it should have said,"There. Name's Batty Buddy. Pleased to meetcha.",

"Likewise, Continue Please.", J.D. chuckled.



Batty Buddy rolled his eyes. He felt somehow drawn to the War Tavern that night, and didn't know why. Furthermore, he sensed some sort of strange force was making him sit with J.D. and the others.

'Maybe', he thought,'Just maybe... This is destiny at work...'.



B.B. didn't know just how right he was. Destiny was, indeed, at work in the Tavern, slowly but surely drawing together an unlikely group of heroes who were - eventually - going to take Devan Shell head-on, not only for being a crud-weasel, but also to take revenge so that Jersey Devil could finally find a little peace with her troubled past...