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 Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 6:40 pm
Maddy Starr's Lakeside Home
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 6:49 pm
a black truck pulled up to the house in the early night just after sun set. two guards got out and then opened the back. There James was caged and chained up so he wasn't able to move. his eyes were the only thing visible right now. the guards pulled the cage out and carried it up to the front door then put it down. one of the guards knocked on the door while the other watched James carefully.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 6:59 pm
 ‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" Madeline was in the garage working on another junk yard motorcycle when she heard voices outside. She sighed and stood. She had her hair in a messy braid, an oil smudged light blue baseball cap on her head. She wore an old black tank, ripped to end above her navel. Over her tank and shorts she wore stained coveralls. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, leaving a grease streak. She stepped out the side door of the garage and approached the group from the back. She placed her hands on her hips.
"Can I help you?" she demanded in a steady, cool tone. The twilight making it difficult to see what exactly the large square was on her front step. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:03 pm
the one guard then spoke. "are you Madeline? If so he's all your." he said and both the guards went back tot he truck and left. they left the keys to James cage and chains there for her. James had his eye's open and he growled lowly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:10 pm
‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" Madeline raised a brow at the noise coming from the dark square. She walked around to the front of the cage. She smirked as she looked at the man in the cage. She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her head.
"My, it seems someone is in a bad mood," she smirked and stuck the key into the lock hole and twisted it, letting the door pop open some. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:14 pm
James heard the door open and tried to get out but all the chains held him back.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:19 pm
‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" Maddy frowned some. She grabbed the key from the lock on the door and unlocked the chains binding James.
"Well come on then," she said and let the key fall into the pocket on her overalls. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:21 pm
James wanted to run for it. but she seemed nice. he then came out the chains the feel off of him when he stood up.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:24 pm
‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" Maddy chewed her lip and looked James over. She shivered in the cooling night air and turned to the side and opened her front door.
"I'm Madeline by the way, what's your name?" she asked him and stepped into the front room of her home and kicked her shoes off. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:27 pm
James followed her in. "My name is James Seelow Forge mistress."
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:31 pm
‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" She nodded as he told her his name, she unhooked the straps on her overalls letting the top half fall to her waist. She pulled the cap off her head and threw it on the table against the wall. She scratched her head and wisps of her long hair fell around her face. She undid her braid and shook her hair to loosen it. She turned to James.
"Nice to meet you I suppose, you want some food or something?" she asked him and grabbed a rag from her pocket, wiping the oil from her cheeks. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:34 pm
"I'm not hungry but some new clothing would be nice." he said and watched her.
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:40 pm
‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" Madeline nodded and motioned for him to follow her.
"Well I'm not sure if they would fit you, but I have a room for you." Of course it looked a little lived in, Maddy wasn't the best at cleaning up and it was the room some of the guys from her gang had claimed before she kicked them out of it, they were too loud.
"And here is your humble abode," she smirked and walked over to the desk, attempting to straighten up a stack of Xbox games. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:45 pm
"It's not bad. not at all. probably won't be in here much but it'll work. thank you." he said and took off his old shirt. his body had many scars on it. he looked in the closet. and looked at the clothing. "they'll fit."
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 7:51 pm
‡•MadeliŊe•‡ "You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes.
"You are a Satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil!
"You think you're poet, a folksinger? Poser, nuh-oh!
A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all!" Madeline raised a brow when he removed his shirt. She watched him go to the closet. She moved into the room and sat on the bed and faced him. She tilted her head and studied his naked chest.
"What did you do before coming here?" she asked him curiously, she wondered about his scars. No one can stop us
The script is a work of genius
No one has bought the rights yet but
We're not giving up
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