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-300 Degrees Farenhiet
Dillon0909Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:05 PM | Message # 76
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Cole:

I sighed "But I like to practice everyday...I don't use...modern weaponry"


I love Spooky Crap :D
 
DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:06 PM | Message # 77
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I finish my food. It must be time to head back to dorms.

Walk without rhythm
 
NarutardDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:10 PM | Message # 78
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Ever looked around as the bells rang. "It's time to return to our dorms," She said simply as she stood and threw away the used needle.

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:13 PM | Message # 79
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I headed back to my dorm, passing the lady. I glanced at her before entering my own dorm.
Did you have to share?


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Dillon0909Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:13 PM | Message # 80
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I sighed and went to my dorm, grateful I was alone, and set up some targets, and estimated my distance.


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Ilovedogs2Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:24 PM | Message # 81
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(reagan if you really want to know...i can tell you if you wanna.)

It's time.
 
SunkernDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:24 PM | Message # 82
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Cody
I rest on the bed.


Eric.
Eric!
Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
Ilovedogs2Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:25 PM | Message # 83
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Angela

I was already done with my food and in my dorm. I wasn't talkative really. Its much more fun to hear what pepole have to say than talking yourselves. I sighed.


It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:25 PM | Message # 84
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I open the door to find someone on the bottom bunk.
I freeze. Naru instinctively pauses.


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NarutardDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:28 PM | Message # 85
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Ever retreated to her suite on the scientists' hall and smiled in the darkness. Just how she liked it.

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
SunkernDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:28 PM | Message # 86
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Cody
"Oh. hi."


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Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:29 PM | Message # 87
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"...Hi..."
Naru walked up to the stranger and sniffed him.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:29 PM | Message # 88
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Cole:

In a matter of seconds, I shot down the targets, than sat down on a bench, and started to work on a little project of mine.


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SunkernDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:31 PM | Message # 89
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I pet the cat's scalp. "What's your problem?"


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:33 PM | Message # 90
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"...No..." I said. I peaked around to the outside door frame to make sure i got the number right.

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NarutardDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:35 PM | Message # 91
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Ever turned as her door opened and The Scientist walked in. "Ever my dear," he smiled. "We wish to show our possibilities what we've done with you, would you care to demonstrate tomorrow?" he asked and Ever met his gaze. "Isn't like I could refuse or anything..."

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
SunkernDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:35 PM | Message # 92
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Ah. A crazy one. Delightful. "Uh.." I say, going quiet.


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Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:38 PM | Message # 93
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Right room number. HE must have the wrong room.
"What room number were you given?"


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Dillon0909Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:38 PM | Message # 94
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I got it about right, but the thing shocked me when I tried to use it. "Darn it..."


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SunkernDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:46 PM | Message # 95
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I get up and walk to an end table, where i put the paper. "326."


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Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
NarutardDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:50 PM | Message # 96
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The Scientist left and Ever retreated to her bed in silence.

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
Dillon0909Date: We, 18.April.12, 10:52 PM | Message # 97
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I went back to work on the thing, smiling at practially ancient videos I managed to sneak in here.


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DepressedDuckDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:53 PM | Message # 98
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Dang.
"Looks like i'm your roommate."


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SunkernDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:54 PM | Message # 99
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"Learn that all on your own?" I ask, returning to the bed.


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Sit in the motherfucking chair!
 
NarutardDate: We, 18.April.12, 10:57 PM | Message # 100
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(go to bed everyone?)

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