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 Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 3:45 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! Arthur rushed towards the facility with a gun in his hand "Give me back Arthur, you son of a b***h!" he began shooting at the guards, not caring who got in his way. I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 3:56 pm
 Arthur Kirkland One guard dropped dead, the other ran inside in terror, yelling for people to take cover. Arthur whimpered behind the glass, weak.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:07 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! he shot at any guards in his way, he finds Arthur behind glass and wired up "Arthur? Oh.... What have I done?" I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:11 pm
Arthur Kirkland He was dressed in the skimpy design of Angel Britannia's outfit, of which was torn and stained with patches of deep red blood. His head was bowed forward so his eyes were hidden by his hair that had dulled significantly in colour, his arms held above his head by wires inserted painfully into his skin. His binds of chains and wires were the only things keeping him up upon his feet as small rivers of blood snaked down his far too slender legs to drip into an ever growing pool of blood beneath him.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:19 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! "Hold on, Arthur! I'll get you out!" he grabbed a nearby chair and used it to smash the glass. But nothing happened, it seems the glass was bulletproof "Damn!" He sees a computer that could help him, he checked it out but didn't know the combination to open the case. I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:24 pm
Arthur Kirkland Arthur didn't stir behind the glass, too weak to respond back. One of the scientists trembled underneath the computer console, hands over her ears.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:30 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! Alfred heard someone under the table, he pointed the gun at her "You! Open the case!" Normally, he wasn't like this, but this time, they've gone too far. I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:36 pm
Arthur Kirkland She yelped and whimpered as she shakily stood up and punched in the code. The large cylinder slowly rose up toward the ceiling, some of the wires holding Arthur up snapping and falling loose.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:59 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! Alfred managed to catch Arthur before he hit the ground "I'm so sorry, dude. Don't worry, I'll take you home." he rushed out of the facility with the bleeding Englishman in his arms. I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:02 pm
Arthur Kirkland Arthur felt so...fragile under his hands, his wounds deep and still bleeding, his body cold and whitish-gray. His injuries were not something Alfred could address with what he had; he needed more medical equipment. They'll have to wait a little longer. He felt thinner than when he last remembered. They had starved him. Drastically. The angel in Alfred's arms began to stir, whimpers of pain escaping his lips and tears of suffering rolling down his cheeks. He was so weak, so fragile. "A...lfred?"
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:18 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! Alfred heard the Englishman speak "Hang on, dude! I'll get you to the hospital!" he made it to the emergency room, he allowed the doctors to take care of Arthur. All he could do was hope he'll make it. I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:25 pm
Arthur Kirkland They worked on healing Arthur for six hours and had another two hours before they finally led Alfred to the back. Arthur was a small lump underneath the white sheets, a breathing mask over his face and an IV in his right arm. He was fast asleep, needing to gain some energy and life back. He was still a sickly color, his once vibrant blond hair dull.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:35 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! Alfred sat next to the sleeping Englishman. All he could do was wait for him to wake up "I'm so sorry, Arthur! it's all my fault. If I haven't told my boss your secret, none of this wouldn't have happened!" he began to cry. I'm the Hero!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:39 pm
Arthur Kirkland Arthur was unresponsive, just limply lying there. The only thing that gave Alfred any clue he was listening, was the small twitch of his eyes.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:44 pm
United States of America, Alfred F. Jones America's here, whiners! Nothing else matters! He wiped the tears off his face "I really don't deserve you. I totally betrayed you. And you almost died..." he approached him and kissed his lips "I'm so sorry.... Please wake up..." he whispered. I'm the Hero!
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