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 Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:05 pm
((Gah... this was your idea in the first place! If Chieko hadn't wanted Tiffany dead, we wouldn't be in this position. >.<))
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:13 pm
((Tiffany is going to die...? neutral that sucks. She's such an interesting character. Unlike whiny Alfone, who nobody else seems to want to die. XD at the irony.))
Bubba shook his head. 'No.' The blood had dried, now, and there was no more dripping. The two bullet holes were already beginning to scab at the edges, and would be scabs the next day. The scabs would be pink skin the next. And three days after the bullet injuries, it would be as if he had never been shot. And no bandages or antiseptic was even needed.
"Kill them already. Waiting doesn't do us any good. They're... resourceful." Bubba turned and began walking towards the van. "I'll get them myself. You get the machines ready."
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:14 pm
After the movie finished Laura walked out. She saw a small florist shop still open and bought a bundle of roses. She walked back to the mafia building and looked up at Tony's window. "I should apologies to him." She sighed. "Maybe tomorrow."
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:26 pm
 Lick your lips and shake your hips...The men nodded and began to do the necessary preparations. One was to get the man spoken of earlier, who was locked away in one of the rooms that was supposedly used for 'torture'. Yes, today was going to be an interesting day. I'll make you scream with a single kiss...
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 7:53 pm
Bubba did not bother opening the back of the van. He opened the driver's seat, blinked when he saw Angel, and clubbed the prisoner on the head with a Desert Eagle hilt, before pushing said prisoner into the back of the van again. The surprised henchmen had all been staring out the window, none of them realizing that all of them were staring out of different windows.
"Only idiots who want to die don't do their job," Bubba growled, before driving the van up to the factory, where one of the men would automatically open up the delivery door, into the storage section of the warehouse.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:30 pm
Laura walked back into the mafia building. "I'm back!" She smiled.
"Wait. Who are you. We need identification." The guard said. Laura sighed, took out her ribbon and tied her hair back up. The guards stared in shock. "You're!" One stuttered. Laura put a finger over her mouth and said.
"Shh... I'm sneaking back in. They'll have a cow if they knew I was gone." She smiled and walked back through the building. She went to a desk and took a sheet of paper. She scribbled a note on it, took out 2 roses, and tied them together with her ribbon, sticking the note between it. As she headed back to the hospital section, she saw a nurse walking past.
"Hay miss. Can you do me a big big big favor?" Laura asked.
"Sure. What is it?" The nurse asked.
"I got in a fight with Tony earlier, and it was kinda my fault. Can you take this to him?" She asked, handing her the two roses with the note."
"Sure." The nurse said. "But he's probably asleep. He might get mad." She said, starting to get a cold sweat.
"If he dose I'll take the blame." Laura sighed. The nurse nodded and left. Laura then snuck back into the room.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:34 pm
Tony was indeed taking a snooze. He had gotten ready for bed and now he was asleep.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:37 pm
((I am not responding to Bubba until Bread makes up her mind about Tiffany.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:39 pm
[[ Ugh. Peggy-Gertrude, I can't decide. You know what then?! ]]
Chieko texted from the back of her car.
"ACTUALLY. AS LONG AS YOU GIVE HER A BEATING WITHIN AN INCH OF HER LIFE-
I WANT TO KILL HER MYSELF.
MAKE THE WOUNDS DEEP- AND PERMANENT.
[[ There. She can be a quadrepaligic?
edit: Disabled from the thigh-down. NO QUADREPALIGICS.]]
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:42 pm
The nurse was nervous as she went up the elevator. "He's going to kill me." She thought. Out of curiosity, she looked at the note.
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I'm sorry.
~Laura
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"Wait. Wasn't Laura that hospitalized girl from earlier that hated doctors." She thought then turned very grim. "She's trying to kill me. I'm so dead." She said almost crying until the elevator stopped. "Well... this is probably the only time I'll get to see someone so high up except on rare occasions, so I better make a professional appearance." She muttered, walking down the hall. She walked down the hall, went to the door and put her hand on his door, and started praying to God he wouldn't kill her.
Laura walked back into her room, took off the clothes and removed the makeup. "Well. I just lost one of my favorite ribbons, and he's probably going to throw it away." She sighed, slipping her pajamas back on.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 8:44 pm
Tony was still asleep. He arm draped over the side of the bed.
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