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 Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:27 pm
To Mocha: Yes, it's only me. I needed to tell you what is going on.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:28 pm
To them all: It's Orlando. He's planning something. Something really bad.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:29 pm
To Boheme: Well, what is it?
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:31 pm
To Omobolasire: He is planning a massacre. He wants to kill you all at the ball this month. You and everyone else that you know.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:31 pm
To Boheme: Why the sudden change of heart?
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:33 pm
To Mocha: You should already know, since you have her with you.
*motions to Omobolasire*
Not to mention that he plans to kill ECQ as well in his group of lambs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:36 pm
To Boheme: I think you've said quite enough. We wouldn't want to spoil too much, now would we?
*shoots TWH in the back before going after Omobolasire*
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:37 pm
*falls forward to the ground with a thud and lies motionless*
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:37 pm
*sees TWH fall, but is too slow to react*
To Boheme: You b***h!
*runs toward her*
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:39 pm
*runs back into the forest to get away from Mocha*
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:45 pm
*follows her into forest, right behind her*
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:50 pm
*hanging from a tree out in the forest, beating a brusied, PJR had almost given up hope of being found and saved. He had been up there for about 2 days. He would open his eyes slowly wincing in pain a bit as he hear some rustling.*
To Himself: Dear god... Please let it be a human being...
*He'd spit out a bit of blood from his mouth as he stared into the direction of the rustling and saw Mocha emerge to his suprise. Gathering up what little energy he had, he took a deep breath and began to yell.*
Screaming: MOCHA!!! OVER HERE!!! HELP ME!! PLEASE!!!
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:53 pm
*stops midchase and stares up in horror at PJR*
Screams: PJR?! What the hell?
*looks around for some way to get him down*
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:55 pm
*stares up at PJR, shocked*
To Mocha: I...
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