6th Shoe of Baileys - Action

[shoeofbaileys]

[Hello Mayfield, as you go about your business outside today, you’re going to see one of the most breathtaking sights imaginable.

There, running free in the streets in a sun dress, is a very green skinned, slick and slimy looking man. You would think he’d be near death, or horrifically sick, or something of the sort from his appearance, but his burst of physical activity seems to put these worries to rest.

And as he runs, he gives off a triumphant call.]

I’M OLD GREEEEEEEEEEEGG!!!

[Feel free to have Old Gregg be getting all up in your business with whatever you’re doing anyway he can, now that he has his pretty, slick and slimy skin back.]

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[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

[HORROR

JUST

HORROR]

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[Just walking right up to you Margot.

Just right in your face.]

Old Gregg know you. Met you at the grocery store. Yes ma'am.

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

[Really wants to throw up, but stands her ground. She is one tough bitch, Old Gregg. One tough bitch.]

Oh. It's you, that freak that was following me. You certainly look different.

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[bawlingforsoup.livejournal.com]

_[SHREIKS_]

[bawlingforsoup.livejournal.com]

<sub>[FAINTS.

ON THE SIDEWALK.]</sub>

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[And he's just going to go into a squat and look at you laying there.]

Whatchu' doing on the sidewalk?

[princessoffrogs.livejournal.com]

[Sort of... staring at him. He reminds her of her frogs, but at the same time... Freak, man.]

...You, ah, call yourself Old Gregg..?

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[This is going to be increased by the fact that he's just gone into an amphibian like squat.]

Yes ma'am. That's right ma'am. 'M Old Gregg.

[princessoffrogs.livejournal.com]

[Peering over him, hands behind her back. Freaky, but not so bad, right? Giant frogman, ehhhhh.]

That is interesting... I am the Princess Pearl. Are you very old, then, Old Gregg?

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

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[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[And he's just seeing you, Ken. Seeing you all over.]

You like what you see of Old Gregg, pretty boy?

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

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[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[A sixteen year-old boy with a tail who is sitting on the front porch of his house looks up - did he just hear someone shout just then?]

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[And here comes Old Gregg running like a motherfucker with his green skin and sun dress.

And then he notices you, Zidane.

Heading your way.]

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[Lalala...staring at the sky, lazily flicking his tail about and daydreaming about Dagger.]

[human-pretender.livejournal.com]

**And Gregg goes running by.**

I recall having met another Gregg. And he acted quite similar...

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[And he screeches to a halt as he notices someone he recognizes.]

'M the same Old Gregg! Got my skin back, mhmm.

[rivercrossed.livejournal.com]

[ stares, blinks, doubles back etc. ]

A...sea monster?!

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

Old Gregg don't come from no sea. He ain't no stuck up bitch.

Old Gregg from the lake.

[wimpyvampire.livejournal.com]

C'mon! C'mon!

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he notices you.

Just walking calmly up the driveway right now, don't mind him.]

Hello Conrad.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Just walking down the street with her witches hat on.]

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[Just stops and stares like you're crazy.]

What're you 'sposed to be? Some hoo-doo person, hmm?

[passthetophat.livejournal.com]

[As strange as it seems, Hatter has seen weirder. He doesn't even look up as he flips through pages of his shopping list, walking down the street. His eyes are lazily scanning the page as he hears the call, and he waves it away with one hand.]

Yeah, yeah, pack it in, mate.

[shoeofbaileys.livejournal.com]

[And now he's just going to amble towards you, keeping in a frog-like squat.]

What you readin there, hmm?