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Formosis listened to his strange family, "Hah! Alfred is still the same! I LOVE YOU MUMMY! HI Caesar!" He yelled out of no where, feeling sick from the chocolate and gummy snakes.
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Harwood looks up as te sky begins to change yet again. "Thats funny, it seems to be turning a sort of yellow-black," Harwood said to Josh. He wondered aloud about what would fall next when he felt a spot of something really hot on his arm. "OUCH! WHAT IS THIS STUFF!" it began to sputter when it hit his skin, "OHMIGOD ITS OIL, RUN JOSH RUN!" Harwood runs around frantically trying to find shelter. He eventually runs into a small ridge in a mountain nearby and runs under, dragging Josh with him. It was relief from the hot oil, and the hot sun. A perfect little camp spot.
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Cordelia jumps from the tree as oil starts to rain. She runs until she finds a rocky overhang, and soothes her wounds.
It starts to rain. Not normal though, and he sees Cordelia jump off and he goes with her to the rocky overhang. "Ow, that really hurts," he said as he looks at a major wound on his arm. Very badly burned to te point of where he feels woozy. He picks himself up and tries to figure out how to fix his arm, but e wasn't good at that. "Can ou help me?" He asked Cordelia
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(( Sorry I'm so slack guys- mega busy, tired, school's finished next week. Will try my bestest to finish interviews tomorrow- have a long shift sunday and am on camp mon-weds, so end of this might be delayed. Let's hope not. ))
Aleka feels a drop of rain hit her skin, but from the pain it brought her, he knew it wasn't normal rain. "Frick that hurts!" She exclaimed. "Guys we gotta get out if this." She says to her alliance an spots a large hole in the ground. Aleka get an idea and runs towards it. It's plenty big enough for a human to fit through it and it looked like it opened up into quite a big space. "People in here!"
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(( Will finished interviews tomorrow. Am 1/2 way through 2nd to last one ish. Yeah. And am exhausted cos my wisdom teeth are coming through -.- ily guys, soz for the hold up. ))
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Caesar; Now we have our second to last interview, Harwood's! Now, we don't have any of his immediate family; his mother died when he was young, and his dad's in jail, plus he's an only child. But he does have a bunch of nice old ladies who love to listen to him play music and sing. There's Doreen, Marge, Pickle, Gelda, and the twins Cathy and Kathy. Welcome, guys!
*All walk on*
Caesar; So, Harwood's dad's in JAIL! I heard you were the ones who ratted him out. What exactly happened there?
Doreen; Oh, well Harwood usually comes to sing and play his new material for us once every two or three days, which we pay him for of course. It always seemed like he wanted to play for us anyway. Such a nice young man, he always took such good care of us. Anyway, we noticed he hadn't visited us in over a week, so we knew something was up.
Marge; *is half asleep, jerks awake* it was on my 97th birthday.
Doreen; Yes it was, Marge, anyway, so-
Marge; Harwood's such a nice boy, I remember that song about the sky, it was so nice and what are we talking about...
Doreen; Hush up, dear. Anywho, we knew something was wrong, so we swung by Harwood's house. His father, Tarn, was drunk again and rambling about how much he hated it that Harwood was a musician and all that carry on.
Cathy; Then I asked him where Harwood was-
Kathy; No, as I recall it was me who asked where Harwood was-
Cathy; No it was me you old Bat!
Kathy; You wanna piece of me? Do you? *stands up waving cane around and grimacing*
Doreen; You two, settle down now! I'm sorry Caesar, they're always arguing. I guess they just can't help it being twins and all.
Caesar; Yes, yes, that's perfectly fine. Do continue.
Doreen; Hm? Oh, yes, so we asked him where Harwood was, and he just laughed and replied-
Pickle; *stands, mimicking Tarn, pretending to be drunk, puffing out chest like a man*
Doreen; That little song bird's been locked in a cage so he can't fly away. *Pickle mouths the words at the same time as Doreen, then mimes hiccuping and collapsing on the floor.*
*Caesar giggles*
Doreen; We knew there was an old log cabin up in the forest where no one ever went, except drunks and crazies, so we crept up there,
*Pickles tip toes around the seats, crouching down and peeking around corners like a spy*
Doreen; and when we reached the door, we found it was locked.
Pickle; So I kicked it in with my ninja skills! *kicks the air and fist pumps like a champ*
Gelda; Oh, do stop making such a fool out of yourself, Pickle! We are on like tele-vision. There's no need to make even more of a song and dance of things than you usually do.
Marge; Oh come on, Gelda, stop being so grumpy *chuckles*
Cathy; Yeah, who put a bee in your knickers?
Gelda; *grumbles unintelligibly*
Doreen; Anywho, Yes, Pickle kicked down the door and there was our little Harwood, curled up in a corner trying to scrath musical notes into the walls.
Kathy; He was terribly thin.
Cathy; Yes, so Kathy and I rushed him to our nursing home to fatten him up, we did
Kathy; We made Pumpkin soup for our little Woody
Cathy; He was so hungry, he drank up every drop!
Pickle; I stood guard at the cabin to make sure Tarn didn't come back and discover Harwood was gone.
Marge; I had a nap.
Doreen; *chuckles* Gelda and I went to the peacekeepers immediately and had him arrested.
Caesar; That sounds dreadful! You ladies are very heroic to do something so dangerous!
Pickle; Well, we'd do anything for Harwood. he's like a son to all of us. Some of us more than others *winks at cameras*
Gelda; Despite my stormy attitude to most things, even I admit I'm rather fond of that slip of a boy.
Cathy and Kathy (at same time); He's the only thing we can agree on, we never fight about Harwood.
Doreen; Just everything else *smiles placidly*
Caesar; Well, it was very nice meeting you all! Anything final to add before you depart?
All; We love you Harwood! Come home and play us something nice.
Caesar; Very cute. So! Second to last interview done! Let's see where our last interview takes us ;)))
*All walk offstage*
*All walk on*
Caesar; So, Harwood's dad's in JAIL! I heard you were the ones who ratted him out. What exactly happened there?
Doreen; Oh, well Harwood usually comes to sing and play his new material for us once every two or three days, which we pay him for of course. It always seemed like he wanted to play for us anyway. Such a nice young man, he always took such good care of us. Anyway, we noticed he hadn't visited us in over a week, so we knew something was up.
Marge; *is half asleep, jerks awake* it was on my 97th birthday.
Doreen; Yes it was, Marge, anyway, so-
Marge; Harwood's such a nice boy, I remember that song about the sky, it was so nice and what are we talking about...
Doreen; Hush up, dear. Anywho, we knew something was wrong, so we swung by Harwood's house. His father, Tarn, was drunk again and rambling about how much he hated it that Harwood was a musician and all that carry on.
Cathy; Then I asked him where Harwood was-
Kathy; No, as I recall it was me who asked where Harwood was-
Cathy; No it was me you old Bat!
Kathy; You wanna piece of me? Do you? *stands up waving cane around and grimacing*
Doreen; You two, settle down now! I'm sorry Caesar, they're always arguing. I guess they just can't help it being twins and all.
Caesar; Yes, yes, that's perfectly fine. Do continue.
Doreen; Hm? Oh, yes, so we asked him where Harwood was, and he just laughed and replied-
Pickle; *stands, mimicking Tarn, pretending to be drunk, puffing out chest like a man*
Doreen; That little song bird's been locked in a cage so he can't fly away. *Pickle mouths the words at the same time as Doreen, then mimes hiccuping and collapsing on the floor.*
*Caesar giggles*
Doreen; We knew there was an old log cabin up in the forest where no one ever went, except drunks and crazies, so we crept up there,
*Pickles tip toes around the seats, crouching down and peeking around corners like a spy*
Doreen; and when we reached the door, we found it was locked.
Pickle; So I kicked it in with my ninja skills! *kicks the air and fist pumps like a champ*
Gelda; Oh, do stop making such a fool out of yourself, Pickle! We are on like tele-vision. There's no need to make even more of a song and dance of things than you usually do.
Marge; Oh come on, Gelda, stop being so grumpy *chuckles*
Cathy; Yeah, who put a bee in your knickers?
Gelda; *grumbles unintelligibly*
Doreen; Anywho, Yes, Pickle kicked down the door and there was our little Harwood, curled up in a corner trying to scrath musical notes into the walls.
Kathy; He was terribly thin.
Cathy; Yes, so Kathy and I rushed him to our nursing home to fatten him up, we did
Kathy; We made Pumpkin soup for our little Woody
Cathy; He was so hungry, he drank up every drop!
Pickle; I stood guard at the cabin to make sure Tarn didn't come back and discover Harwood was gone.
Marge; I had a nap.
Doreen; *chuckles* Gelda and I went to the peacekeepers immediately and had him arrested.
Caesar; That sounds dreadful! You ladies are very heroic to do something so dangerous!
Pickle; Well, we'd do anything for Harwood. he's like a son to all of us. Some of us more than others *winks at cameras*
Gelda; Despite my stormy attitude to most things, even I admit I'm rather fond of that slip of a boy.
Cathy and Kathy (at same time); He's the only thing we can agree on, we never fight about Harwood.
Doreen; Just everything else *smiles placidly*
Caesar; Well, it was very nice meeting you all! Anything final to add before you depart?
All; We love you Harwood! Come home and play us something nice.
Caesar; Very cute. So! Second to last interview done! Let's see where our last interview takes us ;)))
*All walk offstage*
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Caesar; last but not least we have Aleka's family! There's her parents, Nathan and Shanelle, and her little bro Xavier. Come on out, guys!
*All file on*
Caesar; So you guys, Aleka got to the final eight! Thought? Feelings? Deep, juicy secrets any of y'all feel like spilling?
Nathan; *scowls and frowns* She could be doing better, by one, not hanging around with those rapscallions she calls an alliance, who are all just safety hazards, two not staying in the area she's in, but moving around more frequently, and three, never sleeping. Ever.
Caesar; That's a little harsh. i mean, there must be some things she's doing well.
Nathan; If I were her teacher, I'd give her D+ for performance.
Caesar; ouch. Aren't you glad she's gotten to the final 8?
Nathan; Hmm. Not particularly.
Caesar; Okeydokey. Shanelle! Surely you must be proud of your daughter, or at least feels some emotion towards her?
Shanelle; The only emotion I feel towards that little brat is resentment. She's such a pain, always demanding love and support and respect and never behaving like i tell her to. She's such a spoiled little she beast. It would be so much simpler for all of us if she died, less effort for me.
Caesar; Oh dear! I have no idea how you could possibly talk in such a way about your child! I adore both of my kids, Jess and Ben. I don't see how you two can dislike your child. Wow. So, Xavier, please save this pity party by telling us you love and adore your older sister like she's your very soul mirrored into another being! Please?
Xavier; *talks with a squeaky, annoying high pitched voice* *greif flashes through his eyes, which is quickly replaced by a mischevious glint* I guess I miss her. But only because it was so fun to pull pranks on her *giggles*
Caesar; Oh no, not another one.
Xavier; Oh no, not another one.
Caesar; Stop copying me
Xavier; Stop copying me
Caesar; I-
Xavier; *blows a raspberry in Caesar's general direction* I'm Caesar Flickerman and I smell like poo
Caesar; Why I nev-
Xavier; MOMMMMMYYYYYYY CAN WE GO TO THE ZOOO *whiny voice*
Shanelle; No.
Xavier; Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy I wanna go to the zoooooooooo ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGFGHGHKWKELJAHF *screams*
Shanelle; Okay, fine, we'll go to the zoo!
Xavier; Damn right we're going to the zoo! *takes out straw and shoots a spitball at caesar* Aleka's gonna come back and get me for hartrasing her the day before she left *smiles wistfully, the wuickly shoot another spitball to cover it up*
Caesar; You guys are horrible. LEave now, please!
Nathan; Sure. *scowls harder* Come on, boy, wife.
*All leave, Xavier shoots a spitball into one of the camera lenses.*
caesar; Well, that about wraps up this yea'rs interviews! I'm Caesar Flickerman wishing you all a great night, and may the odds be ever in your favour!
*All file on*
Caesar; So you guys, Aleka got to the final eight! Thought? Feelings? Deep, juicy secrets any of y'all feel like spilling?
Nathan; *scowls and frowns* She could be doing better, by one, not hanging around with those rapscallions she calls an alliance, who are all just safety hazards, two not staying in the area she's in, but moving around more frequently, and three, never sleeping. Ever.
Caesar; That's a little harsh. i mean, there must be some things she's doing well.
Nathan; If I were her teacher, I'd give her D+ for performance.
Caesar; ouch. Aren't you glad she's gotten to the final 8?
Nathan; Hmm. Not particularly.
Caesar; Okeydokey. Shanelle! Surely you must be proud of your daughter, or at least feels some emotion towards her?
Shanelle; The only emotion I feel towards that little brat is resentment. She's such a pain, always demanding love and support and respect and never behaving like i tell her to. She's such a spoiled little she beast. It would be so much simpler for all of us if she died, less effort for me.
Caesar; Oh dear! I have no idea how you could possibly talk in such a way about your child! I adore both of my kids, Jess and Ben. I don't see how you two can dislike your child. Wow. So, Xavier, please save this pity party by telling us you love and adore your older sister like she's your very soul mirrored into another being! Please?
Xavier; *talks with a squeaky, annoying high pitched voice* *greif flashes through his eyes, which is quickly replaced by a mischevious glint* I guess I miss her. But only because it was so fun to pull pranks on her *giggles*
Caesar; Oh no, not another one.
Xavier; Oh no, not another one.
Caesar; Stop copying me
Xavier; Stop copying me
Caesar; I-
Xavier; *blows a raspberry in Caesar's general direction* I'm Caesar Flickerman and I smell like poo
Caesar; Why I nev-
Xavier; MOMMMMMYYYYYYY CAN WE GO TO THE ZOOO *whiny voice*
Shanelle; No.
Xavier; Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy I wanna go to the zoooooooooo ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGFGHGHKWKELJAHF *screams*
Shanelle; Okay, fine, we'll go to the zoo!
Xavier; Damn right we're going to the zoo! *takes out straw and shoots a spitball at caesar* Aleka's gonna come back and get me for hartrasing her the day before she left *smiles wistfully, the wuickly shoot another spitball to cover it up*
Caesar; You guys are horrible. LEave now, please!
Nathan; Sure. *scowls harder* Come on, boy, wife.
*All leave, Xavier shoots a spitball into one of the camera lenses.*
caesar; Well, that about wraps up this yea'rs interviews! I'm Caesar Flickerman wishing you all a great night, and may the odds be ever in your favour!
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Nvm, done ;))) You know what that means?
4 DEATHS!!!!!! YAYYYYYY
And 2 fights ;))))
DEATHS ARE AS FOLLOWS:
Four tributes out of the remaining eight suddenly find themselves in the middle of an abandoned old village. Suddenly, smoke rises out of the empty firepit and shrouds everything in darkness.
An ear piercing scream rings out through the camp, making three tributes jump.
Suddenly, Charlie's head goes sailing through the mist, rolling to a stop at the feet of Cladessa.
Cladessa screams and runs blindly to where she thought she saw the exit, and crashes straight into the big, burly chest of an aboriginal man. In one hand he holds a cluster of dried up heads that all seem to grin grimly, as if saying 'This will happen to you'
There's a sickening, wet thuck noise, then her headless body falls down dead.
Two canons.
The remaining two tributes start to panic, and try to make a run for it. Aleka trips and sprawls on the ground just as the shaft of a spear is driven through her neck.
BOOM.
Formosus almost makes it. Almost being the pivotal word here ;)
He runs out of the village, picking his way down a steep hill full of brush and scrub, calling Aaliya's name desperately. Suddenly, he hears a low whoop, whoop, whoop and looks down just in time to see a pair of sting weighed down by heavy stones wrapping themselves around his legs.
He trips and goes rolling down the hill straight into a croc infested river.
Blood, guts, bones, and screams are all over the place.
The final canon sounds.
Congrats, Final 4! Harwood, Josh, Aaliya and Cordelia.
You may now FIGHT TO THE DEATH!
The fights are;
Harwood vs Cordelia
Josh vs Aaliya
You will pick a number from 1-1,000
You will pick it soon so I can wrap this thing up before Monday ;))
Have fun guys
4 DEATHS!!!!!! YAYYYYYY
And 2 fights ;))))
DEATHS ARE AS FOLLOWS:
Four tributes out of the remaining eight suddenly find themselves in the middle of an abandoned old village. Suddenly, smoke rises out of the empty firepit and shrouds everything in darkness.
An ear piercing scream rings out through the camp, making three tributes jump.
Suddenly, Charlie's head goes sailing through the mist, rolling to a stop at the feet of Cladessa.
Cladessa screams and runs blindly to where she thought she saw the exit, and crashes straight into the big, burly chest of an aboriginal man. In one hand he holds a cluster of dried up heads that all seem to grin grimly, as if saying 'This will happen to you'
There's a sickening, wet thuck noise, then her headless body falls down dead.
Two canons.
The remaining two tributes start to panic, and try to make a run for it. Aleka trips and sprawls on the ground just as the shaft of a spear is driven through her neck.
BOOM.
Formosus almost makes it. Almost being the pivotal word here ;)
He runs out of the village, picking his way down a steep hill full of brush and scrub, calling Aaliya's name desperately. Suddenly, he hears a low whoop, whoop, whoop and looks down just in time to see a pair of sting weighed down by heavy stones wrapping themselves around his legs.
He trips and goes rolling down the hill straight into a croc infested river.
Blood, guts, bones, and screams are all over the place.
The final canon sounds.
Congrats, Final 4! Harwood, Josh, Aaliya and Cordelia.
You may now FIGHT TO THE DEATH!
The fights are;
Harwood vs Cordelia
Josh vs Aaliya
You will pick a number from 1-1,000
You will pick it soon so I can wrap this thing up before Monday ;))
Have fun guys
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((AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AH AH AH AH AH . AHHHHHHHHHH. AHHH AH AH AH AH AH. I MUST CALM DOWN BEFORE PICKING BUT TAHNKS SO MUCH JESSSSSS. AHHH.))
((Aaliya's number is 792. And sure! But after I post my goodbye to my boi!!))Aaliya heard her name and looked around. Formosus was gone. Her eyes went wide and her heart started beating rapidly. She ran towards his screaming. And was just time to see him call her name one last time before getting eaten by the bloodthirsty crocodiles. "NOOOOOOOOO" She screamed. He was gone. She loved him so much and he had just taken her heart to the bottom of that river. Her eyes filled with tears and she couldn't feel anything anymore. Nothing at all. She kept silent because she knew if she spoke the silent tears running down her cheeks wouldn't be so silent anymore. She got back to where she had left te girls and realized they were gone too. Aaliya couldn't breathe when she saw Aleka's body cold on the ground. She walked a ways more and saw Cladessa's signature black hair and didn't go further. The tears stopped. She was at a loss. Alone, heartbroken. Aaliya walked into the forest. She had a determined face on. She would win. For him. And for them.
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FOR THE FIGHT BETWEEN CORDELIA AND HARWOOD; THE NUMBER DRAWN WAS 371- WHICH MEANS HARWOOD WINS!
Try to be creative with this death, Will ;) so many people just go for the heart. I mean how boring is that? ;)
Try to be creative with this death, Will ;) so many people just go for the heart. I mean how boring is that? ;)
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FOR THE FIGHT BETWEEN JOSH AND AALIYA; THE NUMBER DRAWN WAS 647- WHICH MEANS JOSH WINS!
Now I know this'll be interesting ;))))
Now I know this'll be interesting ;))))
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((ASDFGHJKL'; AHHHHHHHHHH AGH AH AH AH AH AH AH. NO ITS JOSH VS HARWOOD POOPNUGGETS NO ASHYYYYYY I HAVE LOST TE ABILITY TO CAN AAHHHHFRGHMAHH. Freakout done. I SHALL MAKE IT THE MOST CREATIVEST DEATH EVAR. JUST GIMMEY SOME TIMEEE AHHHHH. I shall pick Harwoods final number later AHHHHHH. K done.))
Harwood hears the screams from near by. Horrible, horrible screams followed by canons. 1,2,3,4 canons. He was in the final four. He might make it. He might just make it home. Harwood looks at Josh and with tears in his eyes begins to speak "Josh, I might go home. I might just see the world again. But if I dont make it. You have to. You have been the best ally. I think now, its time for us to split." warm tears roll down his face "I think we should make us the final 2, now wouldnt that be *sniff* epic?" harwood shakes Josh's hand before departing. "You were the beat man, and remember when they made it so two tributes could win the 74th year? Well maybe theyll do it again. Goodbye man, and good luck." ((I. AM . WEEPING.)) Harwood ran from under te ledge with a pack and a sharp knife. Harwood runs through the sand, the wind whipping his tears away. He would miss Josh more than anyone ever. He was his first real broseph. And he would always be. Harwood makes his way through the sand and sees a figure just over one of the dunes. The tribute sits to rest cautiously tucking herself into the sand. Almost unnoticable. But still almost all the way covered. He had an idea. Harwood puts his knife away. He slides down the face of the dune making almost no sound, but a giant pile of sand at his feet. Harwood is now just behind the girl. He had to wait, wait til she lay back. She did so a little while later and Harwood took his chance. He kicked the sand with an oomph and it flewinto her face. She began to splutter and uncover herself to move. But Harwood was quick. He kicked more sand at her and was eventually by her side. One hand with a knife in it held to her throat. "Dont move." he whispers. He grabs handfuls of sand and begins to put it over her. But she struggled. She managed to bite his wrist so she was free of the knife. She began to sream and kick and she got to he feet lunging at Harwood. His plan had almost failed. She might just defeat him. Harwood pushed the girl as she lunged at him. She was so light, probably half starved, she landed on her back, knocking the wind out of her slightly. She flinched and Harwood took his chance. He jumped onto her back. His hand on her head, pushing her face into the hand, but she couldnt throw him. He flipped her after a while as she gasped air. She has held her breath. Harwood looks into her sandy, fearful eyes. "Im so sorry." he said as he filled her mouth and throat and eyes with sand. She tried to struggle, but he tilted her head and filled her nose with sand. She couldnt breate. He again put her face in the sand until she went limp. The poor girl was dead. She lay limp and covered in the sand, a canon went off. He was in the finals. ((AH ALLISON I HATED THAT AH SORRY.))
((Thank you!!! And good luck Will!!!))Their parting was a blur, Josh had never met anyone so willing to stay around him before and Harwood's cheer was unusally, warming. Josh shook his ally's hand firmly in parting, choosing not to speak as Harwood weapt saying goodbye.
"Josh, I might go home. I might just see the world again. But if I dont make it. You have to. You have been the best ally. I think now, its time for us to split." He paused and wiped at his face hastilly, tears still spilling over. "I think we should make us the final 2, now wouldn't that be *sniff* epic? Goodbye man, and good luck."
Josh dipped his head and a smile, more likely a smirk, spread over his face. "Luck to you as well, Harwood."
Josh watched him go, chuckling at the knife clutched tight in one hand. He turned his face to the sun and shaded his eyes, wondering how many were left in his grand game. Then his thought wandered back to Harwood, the boy who had chosen him of all people to be an ally. "Harwood in the final two... Epic huh? Hmmmm..." He grinned. "It's time for the cutians to close methinks. Let the ending be grand."
((Next for Aaliya's death! I'm sorry by the way... T_T))
((sorry, but save me a spot in the next games! i've missed reapings because of time zones before so please save district 2 girl for me if you can!))
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((IM WAITING FOR ASHY TO KILL AAYLIA. BUT. OK.UM.AHHHH. 4,312! OH GAHD. PLEEEASSSEEEE JUST ONCEE. ASDFGHJKL;'. soz GERD LUCK ASHAYYY.
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((OMAI. JESS. THIS MAY CAUSE FOR SOME GIFTACULAR CELEBRATION.http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maeuks...
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((Happy birthday Jess. You are an amazing person!!!!!!!! Your creative and funny!!!! You make all games worthwhile to be a part of! You've shown only kindness to me and I'm so grateful for that!!!! I hope your day or week haha was wonderful! Big hugs and smiles!!!!<3 how old are you?))
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Ima dispose of Aaliya since Ashy's takin' too long :P
Aaliya wades through swamp and is suddenly sucked under. Bubbles foam up to the surface, then suddenly stop.
A canon sounds.
So Ima pick a number for Ashy. Yeah. It's taking too long :P
her number can be 6984
Aaliya wades through swamp and is suddenly sucked under. Bubbles foam up to the surface, then suddenly stop.
A canon sounds.
So Ima pick a number for Ashy. Yeah. It's taking too long :P
her number can be 6984
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