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 Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:12 am
Millie Jumped up and tumbled back a few yards, She bolted words the stairs. Not looking back she ran up the stairs and into the first open room. She door slammed and she locked it securely. Theses doors were made to withstand anything, right? She stood against it hoping to help keep it closed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:16 am
About ten minutes later, after complete silence, a single, long claw poked its way through the metal of the doors.
After confirming that the metal was pierceable, that claw and four others came through the door, forming a circle.
The metal circle fell out of the door, and a mottled hand with uncleanly-cut nails fumbled for the lock.
[[I'm enjoying this stalking scene, actually XD]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:22 am
Millie shrieked and slashed at the hand that had come though her door. She slashed as hard as she could. Hoping that it would fall off like anyone else’s would. "Leave me alone!" She yelled "This is a private room, That means you can not come in!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:37 am
The hand wordlessly ducked out of the hole.
"I own this place. So, I own you."
[[sorry, washing dishes.]]
After feeling where the doorknob was, the circle of claws came out around it, and the door creaked open due to its missing lock.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:47 am
Millie stepped back. "You don't own this place, The government does!" She took another step back and felt the bed touch the backs of her shins. "And even if you did own this place, than you should be more polite to your guests. A real host would give a lady some space to be alone when she wanted to nap." She held her glaive tightly not wanting to drop it again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 10:57 am
[[lol what. The government doesn't own the tournament lol.
Guinness doesn't either... but his 'Master' does.]]
Guinness had a wetnap in his mouth; he ran very quickly, and then pinned her to the bed, holding down her legs with his, and holding her glaive-hand with his monster-one by the fingers [so that, even if she did swing it a little bit, it'd hit him with the hilt]. He held down her other wrist with his normal hand, and then pressed the wet nap against her mouth to rub off thep oison.
[[Oh, hell.]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:03 am
Millie pursed her lips tightly so that eh could not get her completely clean. She struggled hard, trying to rip her arms out from under his. She tried to shift her weight so that he fell on the floor next to the bed. She was sick of his act and just wanted him dead now. She hit him as hard as she could with the hilt of her glaive.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:07 am
Guinness, sensing her attempts at retaliation, pinned her down even more intensely, his white eye staring out at her from its black scleras.
His lower jaw dug its teeth into her chin, wanting to cause her lips to come out form the pain.
[[omgraep]]
[[edited to sound less like godmoding]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:12 am
Millie gasped and screamed as loud as she could. She started to cry as well. "Help!" She yelled "Please!" She sobbed and gave up. All of the tension left her muscles and she fell limp. Except for her glaive. She held that just as tight as ever. "Please!" She begged, her voice cracked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:21 am
[[Guinness: :B <3]]
Guinness had cleaned the poison off of her lips, and muffled her cries by kissing her.[[eew.]]
"It was either this or death."
[[Considering that, I'd've preferred death.]]
He used the claw on his mutated thumb [which wasn't even being used to pin her down] to begin to tear off her pink skirt-thing.
[[Poor Millie. The only other active person right now has an rpc who's a jerk...]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:29 am
Millie seemed to spring back to life with a new force. She bit his tongue and shoved hard trying to nock him off. "Basterd!" She yelled and released his tongue, moving her head to the side. She wiggled and shoved not giving up until the end. The girl had been right, she should have listened.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:32 am
Guinness rather forcefully headbutted her, in the hopes of knocking her out, and didn't say anything, as his tongue was bleeding.
[[Guinness: She almost bit it off.]]
His claws sunk deeper into the mattress, and his thumb began to work on dismantling his pants.
[[D:]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:36 am
Millie screamed but was quieted when something hit her head. The room started to spin and everything went dark. She could feel her glaive slip from her hand then nothingness. She no longer hurt, but she did not, not hurt ether. I was strange but seemingly happy.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:42 am
After he was contented, Guinness left her as is without any covering or cleaning, and peacefully went back downstairs to the cafeteria to look for any sort of food.
A few minutes later, the girl entered the room, and hurriedly tried to wake Millie up.
"Why?! Why didn't you listen to me?!"
[[Others master a certain martial art, or get Dans. Guinness' martial art is RAEP.]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:47 am
Millie slowly came to and opened her eyes. The child was standing over her. "Owww" She moaned softly. Everything hurt and she soon came to find that she was not wearing much. "W-what?" She scrambled for the blanket under her to cover herself.
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