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 Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 9:53 pm
whoever said she did? this punishment is for you alone, and simply because your boss doesn't like you... i'm not interested in hurting anyone else.... :;small frown as she mentally adds "i don't think" and continues with the drawing. half an hour later, she's done and it vaguely resembles a portrate of a river and a forest with individually drawn leaves... at least it WOULD if not for all of the blood covering his chest and stomach::
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 9:56 pm
*Ran laid on the table, now silent. His voice had gone quiet from the constant screaming that echoed down the warehouse building. He turned his head and looked weakly at the girl, forcing out a few words* You...touch her...and n-not even Satan will save you f-from me... stressed
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 9:57 pm
When Donna said that Hoshi got upset. Very much upset in fact that she poked Donna hard in the shoulder. "If you're looking for a fight bring it on."
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 9:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:02 pm
"Well then apologize you husy!"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:03 pm
okay, first of all, you're going to DIE, really and truely died, you dimwit and second of all, i already TOLD you, i'm not interested in anyone else ::rolling her eyes, she tosses the knife she was using aside and riffles through her toys for a bit until she comes upon a... :: what the f***ing h**l is a SPOON doing here?! ::she blinks, then looks at it, looks at him, looks at the spoon and sets it aside before picking up a larger, sharper knife:: you're not attached to your fingers are you?
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:07 pm
You B****!! * stressed Ran coughed and tried to swing his fist at her, but still felt his body not responding to what he wanted it to do*
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:07 pm
::finally finds them again and watches through the window::
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:10 pm
Hoshi went wide eyed at the slap. She waited a few seconds before touching her cheek then her eyes narrowed. Donna had just crossed the line right there, so Hoshi did the only thing any one else would do....she double slapped Donna right back.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:11 pm
well, whadda ya know! ::mock shock:: i AM! ::she uses the blade to slice off a finger:: cold hearted ::another finger:: sadistic ::yet another finger:: Ice Queen ::a fourth finger:: and b**** ::the last finger on that hand:: i've been called so many names... they just flow through the mind... but you ::pats his cheek with her bloodied hand, leaving his own blood smeared over his cheek:: can call me Angel
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:14 pm
GYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! *Ran screamed and glared at her, unable to fully comprehend what was happening. This chick was for real and there was nothing he could do to stop her. Forcing all the strength he had into one movement, he managed to swing his good arm around and up, sending a fist towards her*
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:18 pm
::the blow was realtively weak, since he didn't have much strength to begin with, but it still connected with her cheek, causing her head to jerk to the side. her eyes widen for a moment then narrow as she looks at him slowly:: fell better? ::coldly as she grabs the hand he had used to hit her and presses it against the table, putting one hand behind her, she summons one of the rusty blades to it and then, raising her hand high above her her head, she slams it down... pinning Ran's hand to the table. the fingerless hand, she does the same to, pinning it right beside his head::
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 6:41 am
*Ran closes his eyes and bite his lips to keep from yelling. He feels the warmth of the his own blood running from his hand, across the table, and under his head. He finally open his eyes and loks to the girl, a cold glare in his eyes* So why are y-you doing this? Are you just... *cough* ...just another one of Satan's lapdogs? stressed
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