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Everyone got tittles all of a sudden.

*Nods approvingly*

*Jiggles vigorously*

*Fires a poisoned dart into Vidmaster's face*

*Leaves, undetected*

[initiating sneaky f#&&er stealth mode.]

*Bounces lightly in admiration*

Nice.

Go terrorize Wumpums and Hunt.

The scene: Wumpums and Hunt's delightful Woodland Chums style treetop cottage. After a hard day baking cupcakes and carving artisan contraceptive devices out of giant acorns, H & W are sitting down to relax when, to their surprise, a pair of ectoplasmic bazoomas materialise in space, closely followed by the rest of a svelte, black latex-clad figure, moving with a lithe and deadly grace.

Trying (and failing) to get the 'wampis to look her in the eye, she draws a Tactical Ninja Sword with a palpable air of shamefaced apology, scratches the phrase 'I AM THE GHOST-[REDACTED] KISSER' on the floor in Kanji characters and then disappears in a puff of smoke

*Sneaks silently into thread*
*Vigorously shakes ethereal bosoms in front of Rysky*
*Waggles right eyebrow up and down*
*Awaits instruction*

Does a lengthy, professional and thoroughly reassuring jiggle. Before stabbing a rebellious Okinawan nobleman through the eye

{Continues to hang by her knees from the rafters, unobserved by all and thanking her lucky stars for Ninja Sports Bra Technology}

*Jiggles, unseen, into thread*

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*Jiggles, unseen, out of thread*