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Edited by Deceiver: 8/17/2015 12:15:52 AMI run down the hall yelling "BlakessomekindofzombieorparanormalactivityshitafterIcarriedhimtothemedbayandthoughthewasdeaaaadddd!"
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*sits at the other end of the hall cleaning a handgun*
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"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIIIEEE!"
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*pulls out a stun gun* If you don't stop yelling I'll use this on you
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I'm already down the hall
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Python clotheslines you. "Quit it. I highly doubt he's a zombie."
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I barely dodge the clothesline but fall on my face anyways "Oh my, my nose is broken." I get up and stumble to my room
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Python shakes his head and goes back to shooting hoops.
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I should remind you when something runs from me I'll hunt it
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*opens box* "What is this?"
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*there's bottles inside labeled* [i]Devils brew[/i]
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He grabs one uncorks it and drinks it [spoiler]he is super alchohal resistant[/spoiler]
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*as the bottle touches your lips they feel like they're on fire* [spoiler]it has cyanide, snake venom and hydrofluoric acid which can eat through mast materials[/spoiler] [spoiler]the safe stuff is salt,ghost peppers,vinegar,yeast,vodka,butter,blood of a virgin,bone dust [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]he survived cyanide and venom[/spoiler] He smiles as he drinks the rest "You know how to make a drink"
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 8/17/2015 12:46:15 AM*walks over sharpening a knife* It's my first time surprisingly
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[b]Fyn picks it up and licks it[/b]
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*you can hear glass bottles rattling inside the box*
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[b]I stick a potato on it and walk away[/b]
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*sits at the end of the hall with a [url=http://www.straycatarmory.com/wp-content/gallery/long-guns/steampunk_sniperrife_3_28.jpg]rifle[/url]*
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[b]I sneak up behind you[/b] "what ya doin"
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 8/17/2015 12:04:50 AM*drops the rifle and remains dead silent*
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"Seriously?"
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You scared me and I almost shot myself in the throat
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"You know me"
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*scratches your arm with a clawed gauntlet*
