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12/25/2015 2:58:17 AM
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[b]Ghost Stories[/b]
[i]10:00 PM[/i]
Everyone sits around the fire at JT's camp, eating roasted bird. Sawyer tells one of his stories.
"... So I was stuck in the back of the van in the gimp suit on the Norwegian shores, and then my pimp comes and tries to throw me around, but I stab him in the forehead with a knife in between my teeth. The motherfūcker bleeds all over me like hell, and I managed to get out of the locked van by picking the lock with my toes. I survived on the beach until the DEA picked me up in a helicopter, but they found the crack stash that I left with Jorge on the border. I changed my name to William, learned French and moved to Quebec. And that's how I escaped Guido's murderous pimping ring."
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
English
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"Wow, your pretty and good at what you do." [b]She says flirtatiously and seductively[/b]
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"I'd say the same to you" [b]she says normally, and Hunter walks in[/b] Hunter: "you guys good in here? I heard what happened to ember" [spoiler]Flirts don't work on Viola by the way, as she's with someone already[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Eh, Bi's could try lmao [/spoiler] E: "Hunter, come here, now."
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[b]He walks over[/b] "Yeah bro?"
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[b]His eyes well up in tears, and he weakly says...[/b] "I saw fear, fear in their eyes! We, have become the killers! They fear us!"
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"Who fears us man? The raxxonajumps? I know that, I know"
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"Yeah! They do! They are the victims! I saw it! In their eyes! Afraid! Of us!"
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"That may be true, though with the things I've done in the past, another one won't make a difference" [spoiler]You can either inquire about his past, criticize him, or leave it lmao. Just a suggestion. [/spoiler]
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"You...you're not even...you're past?" [b]His black wretched arm pulsates again, pulsating in anger.[/b]
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"Hrm. Sucks for him." Sawyer continues eating.
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Edited by elijah: 12/25/2015 3:11:14 AM[spoiler]You cheeky lil[/spoiler] [b]Luna walks over, aiding to him.[/b] L: "Did you really just say that?"
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Sawyer looks at him. "I should probably help... Nah." Sawyer keeps on eating.
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L: "If that's your mindset on people, then you've lost your girlfriend."
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Sawyer slimed, and gets up, inspecting his wounds. "I was waiting to see how long it would take."
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[b]She gives him a angered look.[/b] "Don't do that to me."
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Sawyer slaps him around a bit, and stitches his wounds. "Should be fine."
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[b]He comes to, and says.[/b] "I saw something Sawyer, I saw fear, fear in their eyes. Fear!"
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"In who's? And I'm sorry hon, I can't feel fear. I'm sure it sucks."
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"The Raxxomojump dammit!"
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"Of course they fear us, sweetie. We'll destroy them. I promise." Sawyer hugs her.
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[spoiler]Ember is talking. Lol he just was fighting them[/spoiler] "No Sawyer, don't kill anymore! I was scouting, and I saw how they feared us Sawyer! They were afraid! Of us!"
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"I understand, Ember. But they've attacked us. It was probably just a cowardly fee. They were made to kill."
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[b]He feels guilty, and he keeps arguing.[/b] "What if were attackers?! The ones made to kill?!"
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"Of course we have to kill. We wouldn't have survived this long if we hadn't. But Ember, if it makes you feel better, I won't attack any more."
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"No!" [b]He half sits up, grabbing the front of Sawyers shirt, his eyes well up, and tears stream down.[/b]
