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| Who's your favorite? |
| Golita |
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37% |
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| Robin |
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12% |
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| Mary |
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0% |
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| Prince Ren! XD |
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12% |
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| Goofball Garde. |
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25% |
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| Other... |
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0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Do I look like I care?! ((Me:Uh, yes?)) |
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12% |
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 Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 10:55 am
((Oo! Thanks for the tip off. It's fixed now. DX))
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 1:45 pm
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 8:06 pm
[I've joined >w< This is open, though, right?]
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 4:39 am
((Yea. You can post if you want, it's 7:38 AM over here and I've got to get to school.))
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 12:54 pm
((OK, people. Let 'er rip!))
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 8:09 pm
((Where does this thing start out at?))
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 3:46 pm
((I thought we had already started...))
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 3:47 pm
((We're all laggy computers, I guess. Er, let's start where a new day is beginning.))
Golita got up, stretched, and started her running practice for the morning. It was a routine that she get up, do stretches, then run 500 laps around the track. Today would be no different, and yet...different. How so, she didn't know yet.
~*~
At the kitchen table, Golita dropped a white towel over her shoulders to wipe up the sweat and began to drink her milk. She smiled as she checked the counter for porridge mix. She jammed her finger into the wood, so hard they bled. She smiled at the pain and began to mix herself a breakfast treat. Yup. Yep, breakfast was definetly the most important meal of all. She would love to take a break from porridge and eat meat for breakfast, though...
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 3:53 pm
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 4:50 pm
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 4:59 pm
Cindy smiled wickdly to herself, as the blood from her latest victum drenched her. She could already hear the sirens ringing in her ear. She walked out of the house and into the woods, where she hid a fesh pair of clothing. She replaced her blood drenched clothing with soemthing mroe presentable.
She always dressed like that to lure in a new victum. She skipped down the path. 19 murders and not once had she been caught. She smirked as she walked by the house Golide seemed to be in. She turned around and walked inside. "Hello Goldie my dearest friend!"
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 6:30 pm
((okay so this is edited per Clara's request))
Alaïs rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. It was bright as the sun slithered in between the buildings. She wasn't able to sleep, again. Although it was a plus that it wasn't very cold last night or that it didn't rain. Being homeless had many disadvantage. She looked around before getting up and slinging on her back pack. She brushed some dirt off her jeans and coat before walking down the empty side street. Now she just needed to find some food to perk up a bit.
She walked along the back side of a small neighbor hood. She caught the smell of bacon and followed it back to a small blue and yellow house. She looked around to make sure she wasn't being watched and checked the back door. It was unlocked. 'Stupid fools.' she thought as she entered and scanned the kitchen. Food was laying on the table calling her hungry stomach. She rushed over and began piling food onto a cotton napkin big enough to be a hand towel.
She snapped her head up as an ear piercing scream was let out. "Richard!" The homely woman yelled. Alaïs grabbed a few more things before heading for the door.........
((sorry like cliffhangers.))
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 4:37 pm
((Slow start, Alais. *doesn't have the double top dots on old compy* I suggest adding more to your later posts.))
"Stop calling me Goldie." Golita jammed her finger into the hard wood once again to keep herself in a good mood. "Why are you in my house? I'll meet you at the guild hall later. By the way, we're not good friends, are we." Golita, realizing that she was going to be late to the gathering if she didn't move, had been changing on the spot. Out of her track clothes and into a blue and black dress. The fact that someone had walked in on her while she put on clothes was a little embarrassing, and she didn't know Cindy quite that well. She guessed that being a bit psychotic was just Cindy's nature, which Golita could understand. She had often found a great need to just flip out a pistol and headshot even her closest allies. But that was just her.
She thought.
The porridge timer binged and Golita jerked it out. She lapped most of it up in seconds and put the bowl in the sink. She grabbed her black coat from the hanger near the door. "Come on already." And she shot down the street, headed for the guild.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 5:32 pm
"Heh heh I guess where not." She raced after Golita, having no trouble keeping up.
"I'm sorry for barging in on you. I didn't mean to do it intentonly. I sware." She had a feeling Golita could be as ill temperd as she could. By the looks of it Golita could probably snap her like a twig. She kept a fake smile dplasterd on her face as they enterd the guild hall.
"I take it we're the first ones here...So much for being later.."
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 8:16 pm
Alaïs darted for the door. But was hung up by something. "Not so fast." A husky voice said as he turned her to face him. "I don't like thief's...... Clare call the police. They may want this street rat." He dragged her further in the house. After tossing her onto the couch he stood there watching her.
"Take a picture it'll last longer." Alaïs sprung to her feet. Napkin of food clutched in one hand her knife in the other. "You'll let me leave with no problems, or I'll be the last thing you ever see." This guy was at least three times her size, but that didn't matter.
"You don't have the stones."
"Thats what you think. I could always start with your wife." She was pissed and her face showed it clearly. He came towards her and she swiped at him, meaning to miss for now. "You really want to try that, Richard?"
Fear was written on his face, "Get out now and leave us be."
She was close to smiling as she dashed for the back door.
"No you don't!" The wife tackled her.
Her food slid across the floor. Alaïs rolled and was able to sit on the wife, pinning her to the ground. "Wrong move." She had a devilish grin as she plunged the knife into the woman's chest. And she didn't stop there, no she couldn't stop there. The husband tried to save his wife and went after Alaïs. She pounced on him, slicing the couple to bits by the time she was gone. She was breathing hard form the rush of it all.
She walked over to the sink and cleaned off the blood. Her cloths were covered and she needed a place to wash them. She looked on the calendar. House sitting for the Thomson's next door. The week was highlighted. She smiled and loaded her bag with food before looking up the Thomson's and heading over for some clean up.
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