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The Red Death
NarutardDate: Tu, 28.February.12, 11:30 PM | Message # 1
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A plague has struck the New World, taking thousands every week, every day...The governments, all humans have turned against the supernatural, blaming them for the deaths that are befalling the war, ignoring the fact that their people are dying too. Now, they are run from their homes, trying to find shelter from the Red Death themselves. How do you fight?

What is the Red Death? Good Question:
The fingernails turn blue then gray then black, followed by skin turning to a dead white. The eyes then become bloodshot and pupils fully dialated, leaving no iris visible. Red circles begin forming in random places and then sickness sweeps in. The mark of death is when the deepest red circle appears on your chest above your heart, you die within two days after that

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Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
ToxicDate: Mo, 19.March.12, 10:01 PM | Message # 301
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Marcus
"I am deeply sorry. Seriously." I said seriously.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
NarutardDate: Mo, 19.March.12, 10:03 PM | Message # 302
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Ginny
"Nah...I have anger problems," I chuckled, running a hand through my hair and smiling up at him.


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ToxicDate: Mo, 19.March.12, 10:05 PM | Message # 303
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Marcus
"But I shouldn't be the one to set you off." I said, wondering if that was he being set off.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 19.March.12, 10:20 PM | Message # 304
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Ginny
"It happens," I shrugged.


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ToxicDate: Mo, 19.March.12, 11:03 PM | Message # 305
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Marcus
I shrugged, not wanting to debate my sorrow.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 19.March.12, 11:10 PM | Message # 306
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GInny
I fell silent, watching the landscape again.


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ToxicDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 0:01 AM | Message # 307
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Marcus
"Okay. Who's ass are we going to talk about now?" I grinned.


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NarutardDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 7:14 AM | Message # 308
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Ginny
I rolled my eyes, laughing quietly.


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ToxicDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 7:44 AM | Message # 309
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Marcus
I frowned. "See you guys later," I mumbled, feeling all conversations end. I fell from the bench against the wall of the van to the floor of the van, and tried my best to fall asleep on the bumpy ride.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 3:54 PM | Message # 310
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Marcus's immaturity is almost obnoxious.
I gave a sharp look at him, then looking back to the landscape.


Walk without rhythm
 
ToxicDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 5:47 PM | Message # 311
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(He's at the point of maturity where you simply say "Fuck it." ^_^)

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DepressedDuckDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 5:50 PM | Message # 312
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(Steve has no sense of immaturity.)

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ToxicDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 5:52 PM | Message # 313
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(...I'm sorry. xD)

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DepressedDuckDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 5:56 PM | Message # 314
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(He's ok with it.
And by "No sense", i mean...Not asking about someones ASS.)


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NarutardDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 8:54 PM | Message # 315
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(....confused)
Ginny
I looked at Gavril. "You okay...?"


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DepressedDuckDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 9:13 PM | Message # 316
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The sun. Something to do with the sun.
"Ah. You are allergic to sunlight?" I asked him.


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ToxicDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 317
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Marcus
I grumbled, and pulled myself back into my seat on the bench, unable to sleep.
"Gavril. Come sit," I instructed him.


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ToxicDate: Tu, 20.March.12, 10:47 PM | Message # 318
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Marcus
"Vampires aren't allergic...We can only go for certain periods of time before we start feeling sick. I've met many vampires who have been able to stand the sunlight due to the fact that they have trained themselves," I said.


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 21.March.12, 4:01 PM | Message # 319
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"...I'll drive in his place." I volunteered.

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DepressedDuckDate: We, 21.March.12, 5:49 PM | Message # 320
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"Black room..."
Where could i find a black room...


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ToxicDate: We, 21.March.12, 5:51 PM | Message # 321
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Marcus
I tossed my trench coat over his head. "It's black enough." I grunted, wanting him to stop complaining.


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 21.March.12, 6:01 PM | Message # 322
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"You don't appear to be in any condition to drive." I observed. "And my driving is not that bad."

Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 8:35 PM | Message # 323
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Ginny
"Well I can't drive...this is the first time I've been in a car..."


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 21.March.12, 8:59 PM | Message # 324
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"I see..."
I took a seat in the drivers side, and flexed my fingers.


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ToxicDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 325
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Marcus
I looked up guiltily. Vampires weren't meant to drive for the reason that Gavril was on the floor.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
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