Of Corners And Doors....

SimonW

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This is a thread for those wanting to talk to Corners, Doors or other inanimated objects.

*sigh* Poor corner...so missunderstood. *hugs corner* Is ther any way to help you?

Corner: Well, you can shut him...slam him if possible.

Doory: Yea, but that won't stop me!

Corner: Does not need to...I just want you to feel my pain.
 
I think you hurt him Coner it isn't his folt he a door
* hugs Doory*

Doory: I'd hug you, but all I can do is this.... *rattles his door handle*

Corner: No, I'm just lonely. He never speaks to me.

Doory: Because of your sob stories, woman! Gesh, I don't want to hear about your Uncle Bob and how he got drawn upon by a toddler.

Corner: That toddler used permanent marker....PERMANENT!!!
 
It sounds like the corner and door have a lot of unresolved issus.

lol, yeah.

Lighty: And what about me? Don't you people think I'm "illuminating"?

Doory: Now look what you did, Cor! You woke Ligh up!

Corner: ME! It was you who did it!

Lighty: I just want to be loved....

Corner/ Doory: Be quiet, Lighty!
 
*looks up at Lighty* Of course you're loved...you make it possible to see.
*turns to Doory and Corner* Now, what did Lighty ever do huh?
 
yea well doory have color and you don't so there * sticks out toung*:p


Lighty: Hey, I got colour too!

Corner: That's just your bulb, Lighty. It does not count.

Lighty: It's a part of me!

Doory: Man, Lighty, it is an attachment!

Corner: Oh, right! What about your "brand new" handle?

Doory: Dun be dissin my knob, woman!

Lighty: It is not de-tachable! My bulb is me!

Doory: Sure, keep telling yourself that.
 
*looks up at Lighty* Of course you're loved...you make it possible to see.
*turns to Doory and Corner* Now, what did Lighty ever do huh?

Lighty: I'm loved? YAY! *flickers on and off with excitement*

Doory: That's why. Because he keeps irritating and disorienting us.

Corner: He makes my white look like bleh! And his light glares you so as Fanny told you.
 
O.O But you all must get along. You all make up the room, and must work together to give protection, light, and a cool breeze.:D

Painting: And what am I? A hanging ornament?

Fanny: Yes, Pain, you are.

Painting: Oh, I forgot. I'm good to look at though, aren't I?

Wall: Yes, she is. Believe me, I am proud to have her hang upon me.

Corner: Oh, you big suck-up! I hate having you as a distant relative.
 
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