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FuipuiDate: Th, 22.March.12, 1:00 AM | Message # 26
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Stephen grinned. "I like the enthusiasm." He lifted his knife, positioned it like he was aiming a glock, and mimed clicking a hammer. "Let's go."

(I'm sorry to toot my own horn but this post is hilarious to me."


(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 22.March.12, 1:11 AM | Message # 27
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(lol okay. making cs. well tomorrow morning. I need to go off.)

It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:02 PM | Message # 28
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C.S:
Name: Steve Terra
A/ge: 17
Appearance: He stands 6 feet, and is skinny, weighing in at 90 pounds. His skin is a pale white, he never got out much. It also burns easily. His eyes are green, and he has dirty brown hair, slightly shaggy. His normal attire consists of a pair of worn jeans, a purple shirt and a large, checkered orange jacket. His sneakers are in really old condition, dirty and thin, but he really doesn't seem to mind.
Personality: He enjoys tinkering. He is rather shy around others, and some may take it to the extreme of anti-social.
Weapons: (Only knives, for now.) He carries no weapon as of now.
Items: A backpack. A small one.
Bio: TBR


Walk without rhythm
 
FuipuiDate: Sa, 24.March.12, 8:35 PM | Message # 29
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(Depressed little duck, ACCEPTED.)

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Sa, 24.March.12, 10:15 PM | Message # 30
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(K.)

Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 3:04 PM | Message # 31
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Reagan
I nodded. "After you,"


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
FuipuiDate: Su, 25.March.12, 3:05 PM | Message # 32
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Stephen headed in the direction of the hospital he was visiting. "I was actually here on business, helping to develop a new medicine for stomach cancer."

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 3:10 PM | Message # 33
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(Damn, forgot I was in third)
Reagan looked at him in shock and surprise. "It's a small world," She commented quietly as she walked with him, moving Tommy to her back.


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
FuipuiDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:08 PM | Message # 34
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(Forgot you were in third? :l)

"Yes," Stephen replied. After a stretch of traveling in silence, he began to wonder. "Where are you parents, kids?"


(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:13 PM | Message # 35
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(Third person POV)
Reagan looked at him and then down, sure Tommy was asleep. "Dead..."


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FuipuiDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:21 PM | Message # 36
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"Oh," Stephen said, and moved on in silence again.

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:25 PM | Message # 37
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Reagan tugged his sleeve, smiling. "It's okay...it's been a while since their death, we're used to it."

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FuipuiDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:29 PM | Message # 38
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"Okay," he said. "Now, I think we're almost--" He heard a guttural scream. "Shit." He lifted his knife, ready to fight the crazies approaching, as the screams grew more frequent and loud.

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:39 PM | Message # 39
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Reagan held Tommy closer as she turned, now back to back with Stephen. She held Tommy in one arm, who was stirring, and her gun in the other. "Keep walking, I'll cover the back."

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
FuipuiDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:54 PM | Message # 40
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"Okay," he said, and continued. He looked around, still. He saw a crazy in an alley and threw his knife. Luckily, it hit. "I've got no weapon. Run when I finish counting down."

"Ten..."


(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:56 PM | Message # 41
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Reagan looked around worriedly. "Can you carry Tommy? I can't run with him," she said quickly.

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FuipuiDate: Su, 25.March.12, 10:58 PM | Message # 42
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"Nine," he said, picking up Tommy. He had no weapon, anyway.

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 25.March.12, 11:00 PM | Message # 43
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Tommy held the man's neck tightly, scared. His tummy was hurting again...all he wanted to do was cry...Reagan fired several rounds towards oncoming crazies. They fell quickly.

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
FuipuiDate: We, 28.March.12, 8:39 PM | Message # 44
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As they reached the hospital, he gave Tommy back to Reagan. "I'll find the medicine. Hold them off." He ran inside.

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: We, 28.March.12, 8:58 PM | Message # 45
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Reagan held Tommy in one arm as she fired into the crowd, the recoil jarring her arm.

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
FuipuiDate: We, 28.March.12, 9:02 PM | Message # 46
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Stephen ran up the stairs and down a hallway into a research room, where the windows were broken. "Ha, the uptight fools ended up falling to their death." He looked around the room, looking at names on bottles of pills. He found one that said Stomach Cancer Development on it. He sighed in relief and turned around...into the face of his boss. "Hi," he said just before it lunged. He ducked and rolled under the creature, stood, and snapped its neck. It kept walking, dazed, and tripped out the window. Stephen grinned and started down the hallway. Then, he heard it. The assortment of growls from behind him. He turned around slowly...into a swarm of them. "Shit," he said.

(Cliff-hanger!)


(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: We, 28.March.12, 9:11 PM | Message # 47
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(Hmmm?)
Reagan began to worry when Stephen didn't return. She ran into the hospital, keeping up fire


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FuipuiDate: We, 28.March.12, 9:13 PM | Message # 48
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Stephen kicked the last of the things out the only unbroken window when Reagan and Tommy reached his floor. He walked up to them, pressing the pills into Reagan's hand. "Keep them close at hand," he muttered.

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
NarutardDate: We, 28.March.12, 9:38 PM | Message # 49
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Reagan looked at him in surprise and held them close. "I'm in your debt..."

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FuipuiDate: We, 28.March.12, 9:52 PM | Message # 50
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"Maybe you can help me find a gun as that debt," he said, thinking about other things, such as if his wife and child were alive.

(oh, please, Tony, you're scaring me)
REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM
(stop it, Tony, stop it)

Stephen King's The Shining.
 
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