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 Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:24 pm
it happened again. The girl he had been holding turned to smoke. "maybe you shouldn't use so many narcotics." There, another girl stood right in front of him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:27 pm
-"But... it hasn't... oh... now it has..."
Conall got a stupid grin and continued to attempt to hold onto the girl.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:29 pm
Carlyn got off the ground and decided to start walking down the hall
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:32 pm
Sighing, Amara stood as well. "This place blows."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:51 pm
Walking back to where the man she met previously was, Amara looks up to find him still there, only this time with two women.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:54 pm
The hallway filled with a number of identical girls. all of them appeared the same, did the same things, and so on. "You know, drugs are bad." perch smiled maliciously. usually she didn't enjoy being cruel, but this boy had just waltzed into her trap.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:01 pm
Conall stopped looking around.
-"Wow... never thought I'd ever see a harem this hot... oh well, time to sober up..."
Conall concentrated, and quickly sobered up.
-"Man... and to think I wasted that weed..."
Conall began sniffing around, until he stopped in front of one of the many girls.
-"Are you the real... girl? Or are you just a copy?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:04 pm
All at once, the many faces of perch said at once, "I'll tell you if you promise to not try anything wrong." she looked seriously at him from all angles.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:04 pm
The hall was filled with girls suddenly and Amara could barely move. She growled and pulled out her katana."GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she shouted as she slashed at some of the girls.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:06 pm
-"What's your definition of wrong? Because I'm pretty sure we don't have the same definitions of right and wrong..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:06 pm
Name: Emilia Lockhart
Species: Unknown
Personality Type: Likes to party a lot. Nice, but not overly sweet.
Age: 14
Height: 5'7
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Tan
Fighting Abilites/Abnormalities: She has the power of telekinisis. Likes to freak people out with it. With telekinisis she can control elements. Earth water etc.
Weaknesses: Boys.
Motivations: Wants to beat everybody, just to prove she can.
History: Born in Iowa, and moved here to escape the borigness of Iowa.
Clothes: Mostly light, happy colors. Never yellow though. Likes to wear skirts alot.
Notes: None. Alot about her is mysterious
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:09 pm
"Don't try to kiss me, or touch me other than on the hands." Most of the girls subsided, until there were four, surrounding him like the dials on a compass.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:10 pm
Emilia's high heels clicked down the hall. She was holding her books, contemplating whether to skip class or not. She was new, so not many people knew about her, or her powers yet. She hadn't had much chance to use her powers, besides fixing her hair. Emilia decided on skipping class. She hid behind a column until the bell rung, and everyone went to their class. Then she sat on the stairs, took out a water bottle, and opened it. She barely needed to concentrate. The water danced around making fun shapes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:11 pm
Conall sighed and rolled his eyes.
-"Fine..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:14 pm
Christian Baby Emilia's high heels clicked down the hall. She was holding her books, contemplating whether to skip class or not. She was new, so not many people knew about her, or her powers yet. She hadn't had much chance to use her powers, besides fixing her hair. Emilia decided on skipping class. She hid behind a column until the bell rung, and everyone went to their class. Then she sat on the stairs, took out a water bottle, and opened it. She barely needed to concentrate. The water danced around making fun shapes. ((the person who created this room needs to approve you before you can rp.))
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