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 Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:53 pm
 "As if... My being is worse than some human's actions..." Bainz growled to himself. "Just don't piss me off, Graffiti Girl. I don't wanna feel like I'm home from now on."
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:58 pm
Bainz kept his irritated eyes focused on the wall. "Bainz Ruka."
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:08 pm
"...Soooo... What're you in for?" Bainz asked, trying to break the silence.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:19 pm
"Hmph. I slaughtered an entire class... Why am I here when I did so little compared to you?" Bainz wondered.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:21 pm
The name's • Murasaki Jaye Hinamiro • My age is none of your business but I'm • 17 • What are you blind?! I'm a • Girl • I'm here 'cuz I'm obivious a juvenile...I'm a juvenile because I... • Blew up a factor near a nuclear power plant to steal one of the fastest machines in there for her boss. • My past? Well if you must know... • Murasaki was born in a family of criminals and killers. She had to work her way into being one of the best since she was competing against her older brother and succeed some how. It was a mystery on how she didn't which helped a lot. After when she turned 14, she started working for one of the best criminals her family knew and went to do what every she had to do. Until one of her co-workers blew up the factor by accident and placed the blame on her when the police came. To this day, she swears when she finds that person, she will kill him by torturing him in so many ways. • And...I kinda like • No one • ...but if you tell anyone I swear I'll punch your face so hard that you'll be eating through your bellybutton! Do you want me to take a picture for 'ya? Stop staring! 
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 4:31 pm
Rentu was calm, and did not try to do anything. Nor did he need to be carryed by guards. He was showed to his room. He was by himself, and turned the lights off, and sat in he darkness. Rentu pulled a knife out from his crack ( You know... its the only way I could have brought it in here ), and hid it in a dresser.
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