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| Topic Started: Feb 19 2008, 12:01 PM (3,993 Views) | |
| Tsurugi | Jun 14 2008, 01:50 PM Post #411 |
You spin me right round, baby right round...
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Tsurugi plopped down on the ground next to Zippo. "No more going crazy and trying to rip peoples' faces off, okay?" she said. Zippo just blinked, confused. "Er, sure thing." Tsurugi turned back to Vincent. "What's so imprortant about that little metal ball, anyway?" she asked. |
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| Dragon | Jun 14 2008, 01:57 PM Post #412 |
RosesAreRed VioletsAreBlue IfI'mSchizophrenic ThenIAmToo
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"Well, basically, there are different types of split personality disorder. The type we have basically gives us no memory of anything which happens during the time the other person is in control. Basically, I could be walking down the street one day, when suddenly I find myself in the middle of lesson. We use the metal ball, the 'Vericifier' to record information for each other so we can communicate and record messages so we're not both completely lost as to what's going on all the time." |
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| Spøkelse | Jun 14 2008, 02:17 PM Post #413 |
Paramore owns you all.
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"I see...." Billie nodded slowly. "So you're insane..... but you're smart. So it all works out!" Jake kicked her in the shins. "Ouch!" |
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| Dragon | Jun 14 2008, 03:48 PM Post #414 |
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"I prefer the term 'mentally handicapped'," he stood and pondered for a second, "Actually, saying it out loud, I really, really don't. Let's just stick with insane for now... Trust Tom not to say anything..." He stared into space for a few seconds pondering, "Well... if you see the Vericifier, tell me. If not I'll just have to build a new one." He started to walk towards his house before pausing for another second, "Oh, and if another madman attacks, don't be afraid to call. I'm ready to stand around uselessly and get stabbed if it's needed." And with that, he left. ((As a note to LC, we are outside the house we were in when the Psychiatrist attacked, so your characters book and such like should still be in the front porch... just over the broken doorway. :p )) |
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| Spøkelse | Jun 14 2008, 03:54 PM Post #415 |
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Paramore owns you all.
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Billie waved oblivious to anything that was just said. She shrugged and stood up. "You guys can sleep in the yard if you want! Or inside...." She called to the remaining people still on the lawn. She walked inside where Pepper had already grabbed a bag of chips and was seated on the sofa watching TV. She plopped down next to here. Jake soon came inside as well. "We need to fix the door again." He said. Billie stood and blinked. The rubble from the attack rose and flew out the front door. She picked the door up and pushed it into the frame. Jake got the drill and put the hinges back on. "It gets easier every time." Billie smiled. |
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| Tsurugi | Jun 14 2008, 05:53 PM Post #416 |
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You spin me right round, baby right round...
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Tsurugi laughed at Billie's comment about the door. "Well, we should preobably be getting home now." She looked around to find Zippo, only to find that he had fallen asleep in a chair. "...Or not." |
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| Spøkelse | Jun 14 2008, 06:50 PM Post #417 |
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Paramore owns you all.
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Billie laughed. "Our couch or basement is always open to you guys!" She said, yawning widely. She glanced down at Pepper, expecting to see a nod, but instead saw that she too had her head back against the sofa, asleep. Billie shrugged. "Well I don't blame them." |
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| ShadictheHedgehog | Jun 14 2008, 09:06 PM Post #418 |
Get Down with the Sickness
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In an instant, Devlin had dissapeared from the backyard and was in the house. "Basements open, then?" He said, yawning. "My house is pretty far...So I'll..." He vanished into the basement. OOC: *shrug* I'm too bored...and he's to tired...to make him go home. Lol. |
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| Leviathan Crusader | Jun 15 2008, 01:27 AM Post #419 |
That's NO GOOD!
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"If it's all the same," Tim replied, still pacing in circles, "I'm just going to find my stuff and take my lea- ow!" He stubbed his toe on something and backed up sharply. He glanced downwards; sure enough, he'd hurt himself on his satchel. "Well... I never!" he stammered hotly, "Fancy that for a joke!" he looked around briefly, then added, "The question is, where's my b- oh." A gold edged book slid out of the satchel gently. "Huh... You hid yourself in there. Clever." With a sigh, the fox pushed the book back in the bag and slung it over his shouder. |
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| Dragon | Jun 15 2008, 04:17 AM Post #420 |
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RosesAreRed VioletsAreBlue IfI'mSchizophrenic ThenIAmToo
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"Last night at the scene of yesterdays crime, the mystery to the death grew further. Reports from people living in the local area said that they saw a number of people on the roof of the Auditorium, when suddenly, it exploded. The fire brigade unfortunately didn't arrive on time, and it appears that all evidence has been burnt. The police are currently looking to define any of the people standing on the roof, however, without any leads, it seems unlikely at this present time, that any further information can be uncovered. There are questions as to why police weren't guarding the scene at the time, and-" -------------------------------------------------- The Psychiatrist wandered through the woods. He was furious. All his notes, his last picture, burnt in the fire... He might've saved them if it wasn't for that gas. At least now he knew for certain how the gasworked... But those kids... They'd pay... All of them! He'd kill them all! Suddenly he stumbled, falling onto his hands and knees. Two feet came into vision directly in front of him. A mocking voice sounded above. "So tell me... What is it that you fear?" And then laughing. Lots of laughing. Ha. -------------------------------------------------- THE END |
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