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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:55 pm
“Oh, I know this already.” Raymond replied to his outburst, somewhat of a creepy grin on his face. “If I do have a God, the little p***k is seriously ******** up.” He shook his head out of what seemed to be disgust. “My question is what in the Hell this little ******** ******** does.” Well, there goes his polite act. But the boy didn't even seem mad, despite his language- his words still coming out as lighthearted as they were before the secret sprouted.
Ray glanced back up at Writ before he spoke. “Just about as much as any of these ******** around us. Not many people actually know there is a Game, so getting information about it is almost ******** impossible.” He shook his head again. “All I know is that all the players start off as kids, a lot of them go to that weirdo florist from Seasons, and they usually don't stay kids for long.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 3:10 pm
"Well, ya know a little more than everybody else" Writ was impressed. Ray was quite the information gatherer, he may be young, have secrets, and a slightly dirty mouth, but he seemed to know more than the average boy.
"Though..." Writ began, "The last time I saw Persy, she was sick, she's not at her shop anymore either." He smirked, "Ah well, if you see her, just don't get on her bad side, she's kinda sadistic, if you know what I mean."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 5:55 pm
"Persy..." He echoed, letting Writ's words sink into his mind. So that was the lady's name from the flower shop? Sadistic, too- Ray made sure he kept that bit of information in his mind. He formed a wry grin. "I like her already."
Raymond glanced towards the left as they were walking, seeing both of his parents right outside of his house, looking thoroughly pissed off. "Uhh, whoops." He blurted out, somewhat backing up. "Ur, this is my stop, buddy. I wouldn't follow me if you want to keep your head." He warned before running up to greet his parents as sarcastically as possible.
"G'mornin Mama and Papa!" He said sweetly, a fake smile on his face. "Enjoying the brisk cold?"
His mother shot Raymond a scathing glare, which was responded to with a chuckle. That was before she noticed Writ. She gave him a glare. "You! Boy! Come here!" She barked, wanting answers from the teenager she knew she wouldn't get out of her son.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:42 pm
"Yeah, well, maybe you'll fare off better than I have, I think I pissed her off one too many times." Writ held his shoulder, it still smarted at times. He hoped it was just a side effect of her so-called "Medicine"
"Take care of yourself Ray, have fun." Writ said, approaching Ray's house.
Writ's ears swerved round as the boy's mother called after him.
"Yeah?" He spun around and crossed his arms.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:11 pm
“Who are you?” The woman hissed, looking the teenager over and giving him a nasty snarl. “One of those rotten kids that let those monsters loose?” She shook he head. “What, are you manipulating our poor Sa-- Raymond now? He doesn't need any of your influence!”
“Ma, don't frighten the poor guy. We just ran into each other and started talking.” Ray said, giving Writ a look that plainly said 'Run while you still can'.
“Ah, so he's one of your gang?” His mother replied harshly, giving Writ another stern glare.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:39 pm
"Geez lady, can't a couple of guys just walk together without people freaking out? Gods, you'd think the fate of the world rested on us walking down the street." Writ glared at Ray's mom, and then at Ray with a Dude-I'm-so-sorry-I'm-bad-mouthing-your-mom-but-she-so-asked-for-it look.
He turned his back on her, and breathed out a "You're welcome." for the monsters. He began to walk away. Godlings releasing monsters? Is that what people are saying now? Ha, Writ was just as clueless about how to fight those things as they were, let alone trying to summon them. Some people just didn't appreciate help.
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