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 Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:27 pm
"Whoa.." Sherri backs up.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:29 pm
*Acid spoke to himself in a whisper*
Holy sweet flying merciful mother of pearl....
*Acid activates suck up mode*
Hi, there, New Jack! Wow, you sure taught Vic Grimes who's boss! 4laugh
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:30 pm
"Sucking up gets you no where." talk2hand
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:30 pm
*Looks at the little white boy trying to suck up to him. Contemplates on whether he should slit his throat or not.*
.... mad
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:31 pm
*Barks at Trent before going back to the task of chewing tv wires like a teething puppy*
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:34 pm
*Acid jumps back a little from Havok's sudden bark.
He then looks back at New Jack, and realizes he just pissed him off big time. Acid realizes that Sherri was right, then tries to stand up to New Jack to get his respect or lose a limb or two.*
Look, Jack, I'm not your tackling dummy, so don't try to push me again like you did before. So back off!
*...Acid know's he's about to lose a finger and a tooth*
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:36 pm
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Turn around, boy... mad
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:37 pm
*Covers his eyes and keeps chewing*
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:38 pm
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*Acid knows he's in big trouble. He doesn't want to piss off New Jack any more than he already has(if that's possible), so he stares at New Jack for a second, then does what he's told and turns around.*
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:39 pm
*Pulls out his pocket knife, jumps onto Trent, and starts stabbing his lower back!*
scream
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:40 pm
"Ouch.." Sherri hides behind the TV with Havok.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:41 pm
eek
*Acid twitches and cringes from the stabs, then collapses on the floor. He manages to pull out his cell phone and slide it to (person in the room).*
The hospital...*cough*..is..on...*cough cough*...speed....DIAL! *Blacks out*
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:43 pm
Sherri slides it over to Havok, not knowing what to do. gonk
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:43 pm
*Offers Sherri another tv wire to chew on while peeking through his fingers at the stabbing*
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:43 pm
I AIN'T GOT ANY REMORSE FOR THIS CRACKER! I'D DO IT AGAIN, FIVE TIMES A DAY IF I WANTED TOO! scream
*Runs to Trent and starts stomping on his wound.*
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