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Weewoo
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:45 AM
Post #151
I pick myself back up and spin to face whoever tripped me, my hand curling a fist.
Thisby
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:46 AM
Post #152
She nodded, cringing at the breath
Sonrisa
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:47 AM
Post #153
You have something... special that we need. If I let you go, dont. Run. he says, than releases you.
Sonrisa
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:49 AM
Post #154
Aww look, the little freak is fighting back. Whatcha gonna do, pinch my cheeks? says a boy that leans above you. His friends are snickering behind him.
Thisby
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:50 AM
Post #155
"Who are you?" She said, in her thick Russian accent
Weewoo
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:50 AM
Post #156
Aww look, the little freak is fighting back. Whatcha gonna do, pinch my cheeks? says a boy that leans above you. His friends are snickering behind him.
I take my fist and throw a punch aiming for his nose, with enough force to break it.
(Imma strong person! :P)
Sonrisa
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:53 AM
Post #157
The man hesitants, then steps out from the shadows. He has thin black fur on his arms, which he has eight of. His several red eyes flicker from your face to your feet, which are slightly braced to run.
Sonrisa
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:55 AM
Post #158
(Sounds good, sister >;)
The boy falls back onto the ground with a crack, and blood spurts from his nose. You aim another time, but a teacher grabs your arm and yanks you back.
What do you think youre doing? she fumes.
Thisby
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:55 AM
Post #159
"What... in.. the.." She muttered
Weewoo
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Posted: 1/20/2018 at 10:57 AM
Post #160
The boy falls back onto the ground with a crack, and blood spurts from his nose. You aim another time, but a teacher grabs your arm and yanks you back.
What do you think youre doing? she fumes.
"Oh I'm sorry I just risked getting my head cracked open, a broken arm, leg, neck, or face because this prick feels the right to trip me, and I am pretty sure you saw that, but you only come over when he gets bloody nose? I think you should back off, because if you aren't here to tell him off then I am not listening." Piper said in a voice of finality
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