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The Kingdom of Peece
ToxicDate: We, 21.March.12, 5:54 PM | Message # 101
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Yuri
I blinked, realizing it was my turn as I caught they eyes on me. "Oh, um..." I turned back to Steve. "Do you have any fours?" I asked.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: We, 21.March.12, 5:57 PM | Message # 102
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I frowned.
"Yep."
I handed it to him.


Walk without rhythm
 
ToxicDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:16 PM | Message # 103
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Yuri
"Don't need it." I said without blinking. My eyes widened, and my neck snapped, looking at the window behind me. "Get down!" I hissed, hearing gunfire.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
Ilovedogs2Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:35 PM | Message # 104
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Holly

I did so, the cards still stay down.


It's time.
 
ToxicDate: We, 21.March.12, 11:42 PM | Message # 105
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Yuri
I looked to Steve and to Holly. I then looked to a staircase through a doorway that led into another room. From here, I saw that some of the boards had caved in, and that they seemed old and worn. "Think it's safe...?" I whispered.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
Ilovedogs2Date: We, 21.March.12, 11:56 PM | Message # 106
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Holly

I nodded and whispered, "lets try it."


It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 4:57 PM | Message # 107
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"I'll go first."
I slowly walked in slowly, as not to break any more boards.
It appeared to be an old boiler room. A great hulking, rusting steam heater sulked in the corner.


Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: Th, 22.March.12, 8:43 PM | Message # 108
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Gen
The children crawled over and we followed the others.


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 8:58 PM | Message # 109
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"Looks like we could get some heat pumped in through here..." I said, noting that the air in the cabin was slightly chilly.

Walk without rhythm
 
ToxicDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:04 PM | Message # 110
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Yuri
I was new to the entire 'group' thing, so it wasn't hard for me to abandon them and run up the stairs by myself. I fell to my knees the second my feet and the second floor came in contact. I crawled into a cleared out, dusty room. The was an open window that contributed to filling the room with hellish noises.

I crawled over, and sat under the sill, listening. I finally managed to peek out the window, and saw a large group of rebels marching towards the local Peece Outpost. The resistance was making a move.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
NarutardDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:17 PM | Message # 111
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Gen
"What is he doing?!"


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 22.March.12, 9:41 PM | Message # 112
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Holly

I just shrugged.


It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Th, 22.March.12, 9:42 PM | Message # 113
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I looked up at him with concern.
"I hope too many years here has not strained his sanity."


Walk without rhythm
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Th, 22.March.12, 10:57 PM | Message # 114
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(Power abuser...I can just lower you down to a mod if you don't behave Spetznaz.)

It's time.
 
ToxicDate: Th, 22.March.12, 11:09 PM | Message # 115
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(Um, ILD? I believe he was kidding. He did one thing, and it apparently was with good intentions.)

Yuri
I looked back at the (Number of people behind him?), and sighed heavily. I muttered, though crawled back to the staircase. I barked fiercely, wanting them to move back down the staircase so I would have room to get out of the view of the window.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Fr, 23.March.12, 9:08 AM | Message # 116
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(Just a warning cuz I know you.)

It's time.
 
ToxicDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 3:33 PM | Message # 117
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(Are we going to RP? -__-)

I am only one, but I am one.
 
SunkernDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 7:14 PM | Message # 118
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Character Sheet :
Name: Mattias Sylvestre
Age: 14
Appearance: Shaggy, Curly blonde hair, and pale skin. His eyes are a milky green and his face is lightly built, same as his body. He's short and that can help him in some situations.
Special traits (Not magical traits, just...traits.): (If normal traits then) Nice, Cheerful, Easily Worried, Childish.
Personality: Wait what. Same thing as above i guess.
Bio: don't make me do it toxic


Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
ToxicDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 8:46 PM | Message # 119
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(Accepted.)

I am only one, but I am one.
 
SunkernDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 8:48 PM | Message # 120
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(woo.)
I slip out the back door, breathing hardly, my eyes welling up. I run off, the guards still knocking at the door.
(toxic knows what im doing, so yeah.)


Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
ToxicDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 9:29 PM | Message # 121
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Yuri
I grunted, though shoved past them, pulling myself out of view of any patrol guards looking up into the window. "Let's hide in the back of the house!" I whispered to the (five, six?) of them, already moving towards the doorway of the kitchen.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
NarutardDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 9:32 PM | Message # 122
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Gen
I pulled the kids to the back with him.


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
SunkernDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 9:32 PM | Message # 123
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Mattias
Even being yards from the house, i hear them running towards me. I gulp in fear, knowing i'd be killed. I hop over a manhole/construction area as a shortcut, there weren't any doors around here that weren't locked, and the ones i'd knock on are pitch dark. I continue to sprint.


Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
ToxicDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 9:36 PM | Message # 124
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Yuri
I saw a pantry, and rushed towards it. I tore the two doors open, and looked around. I estimated there would be enough room for us to hide until hopefully the shootout ended. There had been revolts before, though the rebels always lost, and for the days following, there had been house searches. Anyone found was killed.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
SunkernDate: Mo, 26.March.12, 10:41 PM | Message # 125
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(gonna hurry up :3)
Mattias
I see a smallish dim lit house, and knock on it furiously.

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I knock s'more.


Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
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