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| Toxic | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 7:52 PM | Message # 501 |
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| (I'm going to assume they are back at their home/whatever it is/apartment...)
Marion
I sat on the couch, unsure of what to think at the moment.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 7:54 PM | Message # 502 |
 The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Naru just curled up next to her, and purred.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 7:55 PM | Message # 503 |
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| Ever picked her up and hugged her close, more tears slipping forth. As she bent over, she could feel the bloody gashes on her back ripping open again
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 7:58 PM | Message # 504 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Naru took it all in. All the sorrow, all the hate, rage and anger. She just let Ever hold her, and put all the bad emotions she had into her.
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 7:59 PM | Message # 505 |
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| Scott
I reached into my Satchel and pulled out the Revolver and looked at it for a while as I sat there.
Persona Non Grata
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:05 PM | Message # 506 |
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| Ever slowly calmed and fell asleep against the wall, Naru still gripped in her arms.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:10 PM | Message # 507 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Naru slept in her arms, warm, happy, and content.
I need rest to process this. An insane man will die quickly.
I retire to bed.
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:10 PM | Message # 508 |
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| Scott
I checked the Cylinder and loaded five of the six shots then spun the cylinder and placed it to my head. I sighed and time seemed to slow down as I pulled the trigger. I opened my eyes and looked at the Revolver, still in my hand and still pressed up against my head and there was no hole in it. I set the revolver on the ground next to me then looked at the ceiling.
Persona Non Grata
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| Toxic | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:10 PM | Message # 509 |
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| Marion
I slipped the knife over my neck and placed it in the palm of my hands. I picked up my backpack and pulled out a tiny shaft of wood (Oh god..v_v) that I had kept in my backpack for when I felt bored or useless. I started carving tiny craters in the scrap wood, focusing my mind on the doing so.
I am only one, but I am one.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:15 PM | Message # 510 |
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| Ever jerked away as a gun-shot ran out, looking around wildly. She stormed out onto the balcony, regardless of the tear-streaks on her face. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" She shouted, still holding Naru.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:17 PM | Message # 511 |
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| I jerked up out of bed.
"What?"
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:17 PM | Message # 512 |
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| (HAHAHAHA YOU'RE BOTH WRONG! The round that would've been expelled wasn't there, for he didn't load the Revolver completely, so sorry, but no gunshot.)
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| Toxic | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:18 PM | Message # 513 |
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| (Dammit, you're right. It would've only clicked.)
I am only one, but I am one.
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:19 PM | Message # 514 |
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| (Yep.)
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:24 PM | Message # 515 |
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| (So sorry, Ever has a chip installed into her eye that can amplify the senses so The Scientist bugged with it and made it much louder than it was so she could percieve it  HAha)
Ever walked downstairs slowly, looking at everyone. "I don't know what he said to you but you need to understand that the only one he WILL punish is me..." She said, looking around. "And you guys need to get off YOU LAZY ASSES AND ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING!" She shouted. "There's a training room, research room, library! Do SOMETHING!" She looked around again. "You were chosen, do something about it."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:26 PM | Message # 516 |
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| Scott
I looked up at the ceiling and started laughing my actual laugh which consisted of me not being able to breath and being on the floor without a sound coming from me.
Persona Non Grata
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:27 PM | Message # 517 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Her yelling got me into the training room.
Weapons. Sooooo many weapons.
I suddenly realized i dragged plank in with me. I've already tasted first blood with it. And if anything breaks down, like that gun, in the outside, i will have to rely on a plank of wood. Of course, i'm taking a gun too.
I grabbed a particularly lovely rifle off the wall. Auto-fire, I've never seen it before.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:31 PM | Message # 518 |
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| Ever blinked, looking at him quietly. She opened her mouth to yell when her eyes flashed and she sunk to her knees, holding her head in pain. "Shut up you little bitch!" The Scientist hissed in her head. Her brain felt like it was being punched to mush and then frozen cold. It intensified and Ever curled into a painful ball in the middle of the floor. "Just shut up!" He repeated
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Sunkern | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:32 PM | Message # 519 |
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| Cody
I bury my face in my arms, lying on my bed.
Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:33 PM | Message # 520 |
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| Scott
I went silent and heard Ever outside the door. I picked up my revolver and walked over to the door and blew the lock off then stepped out to look at her.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:33 PM | Message # 521 |
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The man with no frontal cortex.
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| Naru realized something was wrong. She ran circles around her, meowing.
I walked in. She was a wreak. A Train wreak. A very beautiful train wreak.
The scientists? Could they do all this?
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:45 PM | Message # 522 |
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| Ever grasped her head tightly as it split apart with pain, biting back her screams. Her vision had gone black and any thoughts she could have had were ripped to shreds by pain.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:47 PM | Message # 523 |
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| Scott
I holstered my Revolver in my satchel then walked over to the scientist and threw them against a wall, "Fuck off doc." I say then I walk over to Ever and I pick her up.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:57 PM | Message # 524 |
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| Angela
I found myself surrounded by books and had started reading. Nonfiction but oh well. Should help us.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 24.April.12, 8:58 PM | Message # 525 |
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| (The scientist is in a completely different section of the labs, attacking her through the chip in her brain.)
She gasped in pain and didn't move,nor say anything, still struggling not to scream.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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