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ONE-SHOT RPG: The Flies that Bind

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Fred buzzed gleefully as he banged his head repeatedly against the glass of the window above the sink - few joys in his life compared to such an exhilarating experience.

What more could one ask for in the last waning moments of one's life?

@Stellar Haze
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RP Scheduled to end at: 11:59 P.M. CST 2/2/2012
 
"Whats... that... Tuh...?" Fred asked between smacks into the window, before finally buzzing over beside Dr. Fruitflypants and rubbing his wings.
 
"Pie?!" Fred exclaimed, buzzing around excitedly as a woman pulled a warm apple pie out of the oven, setting it on the stove and turning away to search for a knife.

Fred descended immediately on the pie, roasting his six tiny feet on the warm pie crust. "Ah... this is the life."
 
Fred took flight immediately as the woman waved him away with her hand in exasperation.

"We have to do something about these flies..." she grumbled as she began cutting the pie into pieces.
 
"What's that?" Fred asked, touching down beside Tuh on the counter.
 
"Okay!" Fred replied enthusiastically, "It's getting dark now, it may already be out. Let's go check," he said, buzzing off.

"Wait, I already forgot... where do they put it?"
 
"...Or... we could just nibble away at the string its hanging from," Fred replied in a matter-of-fact tone, landing lightly on the thin strand of twine and setting about doing just that.

"Not exactly what I had in mind for my last meal," he complained between bites, a pained expression on his face.
 
"I prefer to live in the moment," Fred replied, glancing in the window where Dr. fruitflypants appeared to be doing some sort of bizarre leg-bending dance all over the delicious pie.

"Are you worshipping that pie?!" he shouted, bemused, before returning to nibbling on the rope.
 
"I am genuflecting on it. All over it." Dr. Fruitflypants says, as he starts burrowing into it. His flesh boiled as the hot filling started cooking him alive, while the doctor genuflected.
 
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