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Neutral
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Ariv: "Either take your shirt off or hold it above the wound because I am not going to wait ten minutes for you to try and 'seduce' me," Ariv groaned, making sure to use air quotes while saying 'seduce.' "Now show me your wound." |
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Neutral
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Alastor: he sighed pulling off the shirt all the way, wincing as his arms rose above his head. "You're no fun, you should live a little. I'm fine I don't need any medical attention." The wound wrapped around his side, he was still bleeding quite badly. The wound looked as though it was already getting infected. |
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Neutral
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Ariv: "I should and I will after I am done fixing you up and being mad at you," Ariv sighed using the wipe to clean the cut, glaring at it as if it was some sort of demonic evilness. |
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Neutral
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Alastor: he was about to speak, although was rudely interrupted by Ariv cleaning his cut. He screamed bloody murder slapping Ariv's arm away. "Don't do that!!! That fucking hurts!!"
Chris: he sat in the middle of his room, music blaring on the radio. Mascara running down his face from the tears. His makeup was all smudges and his mouth smeared with blood. A gun aimed at his head by his own hand. Five bullets were on the ground beside him. He was playing a fun game of Russian roulette and only had already played four rounds. He wore some high heels and some booty shorts although had no shirt on. |
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Neutral
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Emma - She wandered over to Eli's hiding spot. "I wonder where he went." |
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Neutral
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Ariv: "Oh? Well, I'm sorry. Now will you stop whining? The sooner we get this done, the better it will be for you," Ariv explained. "May I continue?" George: "Hey Chris?" George asked, knocking on his door while trying to be louder than the music. "May I come in, Chris?" |
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Neutral
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Alastor: he shook his head. "No you may not!! Don't touch me with that satanic cloth!! I'd rather die!!" He crossed his arms over his chest glaring at the cloth. Chris: he pulled the trigger, there was a soft click although no bullet in the chamber. He sighed spinning the bullet thingie before locking it back into place. At the moment he was convinced that he wasn't real and everything he'd ever lived was a lie, so he wasn't going to answer this imaginary man at the door. More tears ran down his face. |
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Neutral
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Eli: a giggle came from the opposite direction then where Emma saw him go, it was as if he was in two places at once. |
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Neutral
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Ariv: "Well too bad," Ariv chuckled softly before continuing. "I am almost done anyways!!" George: "Well... I'm coming in, alright?" George mumbled before the door swung open and George immediately froze in his place. "Chris?? What are you-?!" |
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Neutral
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Alastor: he cried out tears now streaming down his face due to the pain. He wasn't normally this sensitive to things such as pain. "Ariv ! No no no no!!"
Chris: he glanced up at George, only making him hold the gun tighter pressing it against his head as his finger found the trigger. "Am I real!? Do I exist!?" He sobbed, his whole body shaking. |
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Spring Month: 3 
Night 
Clear Moon: 
