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| Supernerd | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 11:29 AM | Message # 76 |
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| (Oh i forgot, normally if you make a school rp youu need to make a school system,) ((classes)$
Some say its nice to have good signatures....
Well.
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There you have it.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 12:13 PM | Message # 77 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Nightingale
I leave to the main room, not want breakfast. Just wanting to know how long I had until insanity.
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| Demon | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 2:31 PM | Message # 78 |
 ※You shouldnt anger me. ಠ_ಠ※
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| I sighed. "We should go"
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 2:42 PM | Message # 79 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Nightingale
I was on of the first to the main room. There where others, not many thought. I go to the far wall on the leftand sit in the corner, I've been dong the same thing for the last three days. No one bugged my or talked to me as I go about my listening.
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| Spark | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 3:56 PM | Message # 80 |
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| I walk into the main room. The tempature changed VERY fast.
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 4:01 PM | Message # 81 |
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| ~Nightingale
A few people start walking into the main room, I saw Caine first. I still didn't know there power, but heard others say there name.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 4:32 PM | Message # 82 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Nightingale
My legs fold up in front of my arms rested on top. My head rested on my arms as I watch everyone through my banges. When I started mumbling a song.
"All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something." I pause, then continue.
"Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why.
When I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me
I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking 'bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind
When I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be
I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away
When I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be." I finished my mummble of a song. Sure no one heard me.
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| Demon | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 4:47 PM | Message # 83 |
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※You shouldnt anger me. ಠ_ಠ※
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| I stepped into the main room, in the form of a black wolf with red markings, and piercing blood red eyes. I gazed at the others inside. I bared my fangs, giving a snarl. I wanted my appearance to be remembered, after all.
Having a reputation was fun.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 4:51 PM | Message # 84 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Nightingale
After I finished the song I saw Brisk, thinking she was soo powerful, I'd never tell her that in prison, but I felt like strangling her.
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| Demon | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 4:56 PM | Message # 85 |
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※You shouldnt anger me. ಠ_ಠ※
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| (Actually, thats not what Brisk thinks at all. >_>
I hope you meant that in the RP. Cause its really not Brisks intention to be powerful.)
I hated this. I just wanted to get out of here. My lifes a living hell already. This just makes it worse. I strided over to a table in the corner, turned human, and sat in the chair with my head in my hands.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 4:59 PM | Message # 86 |
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| (My character doesn't know how others work, most of what she thinks is assumptions.)
~Nightingale
I sigh and burry my head in my arms still leaving just enough space for me to see.
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| Demon | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 5:03 PM | Message # 87 |
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※You shouldnt anger me. ಠ_ಠ※
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| (I do that alot to... XD Sorry if I sounded abit mean there)
"What now?" I muttered.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 5:08 PM | Message # 88 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Nightingale
I close my eyes continuing to sing the chorus over and over.
"When I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me," I sang a little louder then before, but it was still a mumble.
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| Spark | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 6:37 PM | Message # 89 |
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| "I CAN`T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!" I growl. I turn into a 10ft golem.
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Friday, 2011-11-11, 6:38 PM | Message # 90 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Nightingale
I sigh, news of the day, I guess.
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