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Angel and Demon War
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| BellaStar1 | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:40 PM | Message # 361 |
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| (You Equi!)
Bella
"Because he is a bitch."
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:41 PM | Message # 362 |
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| "Arn't bitches supposed to be women?" I asked.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:43 PM | Message # 363 |
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| ~Sylvia~
I walked closer to them.
"No A female dog." I say looking at (DepessedDuck) with my hands in my pockets.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:45 PM | Message # 364 |
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| "Ah." I said, looking over at her. "Thanks."
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| BellaStar1 | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:45 PM | Message # 365 |
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| Bella
(Ignoring Kenzie)
"Exactly. This Arch angel is acting like a bitchy wife."
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:46 PM | Message # 366 |
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| "He's a wife? No.." I said to myself, slapping myself before Bella can get a chance too.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:47 PM | Message # 367 |
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| (  NO ONE CAN IGNORE ME!)
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:48 PM | Message # 368 |
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| (I didn't.)
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 7:49 PM | Message # 369 |
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| (See no one cares!  I was right)
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| Equinox | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 8:58 PM | Message # 370 |
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"HEY! DON'T EVEN RAISE THAT KNI-"
Shaplat.
There is a sound, like a BLAAANGH from a blast, and the sound of a young man yelling, blood gurgling.
A body goes flying through the air above them, Flying through the open gates, off the clouds.
I come walking back, towards the gates, cracking my knuckles. I had a knife in my left shoulder.
"Did anyone see a young man land around here, or did he fall off the clouds?"
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 9:00 PM | Message # 371 |
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"Off the clouds."
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| Equinox | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 9:01 PM | Message # 372 |
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| "Good. I Ripped off one wing, so looks like fucking dumbo's going to be stuck resorting to circles."
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 9:03 PM | Message # 373 |
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From the Forest
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| ~Sylvia~
I just stare at him, my face was well no one could tell my emotion with that.
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| BellaStar1 | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 9:04 PM | Message # 374 |
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"What the hell is wrong with you. You have some anger issues, bitchy wife."
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| Equinox | Date: Thursday, 2011-07-07, 9:10 PM | Message # 375 |
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| "Call me what you want," I pull the knife from my shoulder, and throw it on the ground. "You lucky angels are able to hang around with other angels. You're not the one converting demons, leading attacks, stopping riots," I look at my shoulder, with a wince from under my helmet. "Dealing with pissy Angels such as yourself, and most of all, having so much damn paper work to do! My best friend died 23 years ago from getting swarmed by demon pikemen, while most of you weren't even BORN!" I roar, my retracted hand pointing at them. "Now go back to chatting and giggling, I've got about twenty stacks of fucking papers to do."
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