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 Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:23 pm
Upon hearing Azrael's voice, William opened the door to the cafeteria with his free hand. He looked each person standing in the room in the eyes and said,"Would anybody like to start fighting now, or would you all prefer to wait for the fifth contestant?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:24 pm
Guinness, however, ignored William, and continued to ferociously... do what he was doing.
[[wow.]]
Parapaleejo went over to William and sniffed him.
"You smell like That Woman. The one who made Guinness a rapist, which led to my death, since I looked like Her, and Guinness has an odd wish to rape Her."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:29 pm
"Are you by chance referring to my boss, Mocha?", William asked Parapaleejo.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:30 pm
Adrian listened to the conversation between the newcomer and the doll, not sure what exactly she had meant.
((brb))
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:32 pm
Parapaleejo nodded.
"You smell like her. She's the one who attached my soul to this doll, and gave Guinness the Blood of the Messiah, though he intook too much of its potency at once, and then turned into a monster. I can smell the blood in you, but it's in increments; I suppose you're a successful case. About you and Her, are you two...?"
She feared the loss of her plastic body, so she went silent.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:33 pm
Millie Could not help but gasp, he was being to rough with her. She opened her eyes and regained her struggling. "LET GO!" She yelled, kicking and hitting. she flailed about and stabbed him with her glaive. "Stop!" She spat at him and clawed at his arms.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:36 pm
Guinness laughed, taking her abuse in stride.
"My, feisty again. I'll soften my touch, if you wish, my kitten... "
[[omg so creepy.]]
He began to drag her towards the upstairs, his motives apparent.
"Come on, we should take a nap. It's awfully tiring, all of this..."
[[hahahah... 'take a nap'. [/inside joke]]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:41 pm
Millie screamed and fought his grasp with all her might. "Help!" She called tears streaming down her face. "Don't let him do this to me again!" She grabbed the railing and held as tight as she could. "Please! don't let him!" She kicked at him with all the force she could muster, hurting her own foot in the action.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:43 pm
Guinness looked at her, and, disgruntled by something ,he just let her go. He climbed up the the rafters, and wordlessly ran away.
[[He does have signs of pity every now and then unlike William.]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:43 pm
"No. I'm just a mercenary in her employ." he replied, sheathing his sword since no threat seemed imminent.
[[Well, he was going to interfere, but I'm slow at deciding what to do]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:49 pm
Millie still clung to the stair railing. she shivered and shut her eyes tight. "Don't." She whispered and bit her bottom lip, drawing blood. she had been scared by the experience, to put it mildly. Her eyes stayed shut but she scooted towards the wall to cling to it as well. “Please.” She muttered still in a state of panic. {Be back in twent. min.}
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:59 pm
Parapaleejo paused.
"Oh, due to how she smells on you, I thought..."
Then her mind pieced it together.
"How sad. And here I thought she was the one who hated everything."
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:20 pm
Guinness, meanwhile, was doing his job, and preventing any trespassers onto the grounds. It was an awfully large crowd, but his mutated hand and invincibility let him wipe out a large amount of the crowd.
By the end, he was standing amongst a large pile of corpses.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:20 pm
Adrian, still on her wolf form, had snuck into the kitchens while the others were conversating/arguing and now had her snout caught in a bag of cheetos. She walked back into the cafeteria, shaking her head violently to get thw plastic bag off of her head, but to no avail.
She began to bark and whimper as she lay down, her tail curled against her as she pawed helplessly at the bag.
"Uh.. A little help here..."
((random, I know...))
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