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| 06 Apr 2012 02:37 PM |
Anny
"I knew it," I murmur. I run out the room to see Kaycee wincing in pain at the bottom of the stairs. "Oh, God" I say running to help her. "What happened?" I ask. |
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| 06 Apr 2012 02:42 PM |
*Matt*
I went over to her. "What happened...?" |
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| 06 Apr 2012 02:46 PM |
Kaycee
There's food in the kitchen, it's only just been served on the table.. I twisted my ankle, I kinda need help...' My voice sounded high as I was in so much pain. My ankle was bleeding. 'Oh God.. I've cut my ankle on the bottom of the stairs... Just get the others down here... please... Forget me..' |
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| 06 Apr 2012 02:51 PM |
*Matt*
"Why would we forget you?" |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:12 PM |
| 'Look, keeping this little group together is more important then me, check all the rooms in case people are asleep. I think.. Somebody's here...' The pain settled and I grabbed onto the banister and pulled myself up, I had studied first aid for years. 'I looked up at the girl and said 'Umm.. can you go upstairs and rip some of my duvet apart. I need enough for a bandage...' |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:21 PM |
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"There's a first aid kit in the bathroom, I'll get that instead." I say running up the stairs. I go into the bathroom getting the first aid kit and run right back down stairs. I open it to find band-aids, bandages, an antiseptic ointment and scissors. |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:38 PM |
| 'Oh God, Thank You...' I took the kit from her and sat on a step on the stairs, I put my foot up and started bandaging my wound. I looked around, since filled the air apart from mine and anny's conversation. 'I saw a box in the kitchen, can you get it for me?' |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:43 PM |
*Matt*
"I'll get it" I say, and head into the kitchen. I get the box, and return. "Is this it...?" |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:45 PM |
| My lost post I meant silence filled the air. My crap iPad changed it. .-. |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:50 PM |
Kaycee
'Yeah, it has the words, weapons on the side, if there's weapons inside, it'll be no surpise.' I grab the box, seems like enough weapons for us to have two each... I search the box and grab two weapons of my choice. A ballistic knife and a small pistol. I slide the pistol in my back pocket and put the knife on the step above me. 'Get two weapons each, we need defence.' I look up at the boy. |
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| 06 Apr 2012 03:52 PM |
=] ----------------- CS- N;Mara Spring A;15 G;female Appearence;Short, brown hair with purple highlights, icy blue eyes, a bright magenta hoodie & yellow skinny jeans, blue Nikes which blend well with her eyes, and a camo backpack which contains a stuffed animal that she had since she was a baby and a diary Personality; Short-tempered, slightly rude, and a lot of sass :P Short Bio (Optional); With her father in the military, Mara was a troubled child. She often had no friends and moved around alot, limiting her chances. When she received news that her father had passed in the war, Mara swore revenge on everyone she came across, which explains her temper. Weapon;Army knife Spare Weapon (Optional); Sharp fork (Heh heh)
CHEESE <3
Haven't RPed in a while, might be a little rusty :o |
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| 06 Apr 2012 04:21 PM |
| (Thank you. I'll start if the other people come back.) |
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| 06 Apr 2012 04:29 PM |
You can start now, I'd like to talk to somebody :)
Kaycee
I started sharpening my knife as I wait for everybody to choose two weapons. I get up and carry my knife to the big cream sofa and lie down with my foot up. I kept glancing up at the others as they chatted among themselves. Suddenly I heard a little knock on the front door and I gasped. Who was here? The kidnapper? |
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| 06 Apr 2012 04:31 PM |
(Wait
Are the weapons the ones we put in our CS's?) |
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| 06 Apr 2012 04:58 PM |
Yes, but you can change them if you like.
Kaycee
I grab my knife and replace it for my pistol as I throw my pistol on the coach. Knife in back pocket, I got defence. I slowly slide on the sloppy floor towards the front door, I look through the peep hole, just a mail man with a package. I unlock the door and open it to the man. He smiles at me in a nice yet.. evil way. I take the package and sign the signature with a fake name. Just as I close the door he grabs me and puts is hand round my throat, trying to strangle me. I didn't scream but I escaped and got my knife out my pocket, I put him in headlock and almost silently whispered into his ear, 'You wanna die? Cause we all got families like you, why you trying to ruin our lives?' I had the knife at his throat and he didn't repliey so I silently slid the knife across his throat, watching the blood squirt out and watche it trickle down my hand. |
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| 07 Apr 2012 12:13 AM |
Mara
I looked over my shoulder but continued running. I couldn't let him catch me...I won't give up that easily. My mother always told me I was a fighter just like my father. But I couldn't risk that. All I wanted to do was get away.
My pace was slowing down and I could feel my legs getting weaker. All of a sudden I came across a tree root and with a misstep I fell to the ground...
And screamed for my life.Just as the man was going to grab me, I woke up with sweat running down my face but soon realized it was a nightmare.
"Oh gosh, that seemed so real-" Wait, this isn't my room. Where am I? "HELLO?" I shouted questionably.Not that I expected any response. ———————————————— I'm using my Kindle Fire right now so this isn't to my best ability. Sorry '-' |
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| 07 Apr 2012 03:28 AM |
| I stared at the mans body and crouched down to take his pulse after I dropped him. He's dead... I watch the blood continue to pour down the floor like a huge puddle. I go Simon the couch again and sharpen my bloody knife. |
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| 07 Apr 2012 03:30 AM |
| I go Simon? Lol my iPad is stupid xD I meant sit on. |
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| 07 Apr 2012 03:30 AM |
*Matt*
I get out a pistol and a pocket knife. |
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| 07 Apr 2012 06:19 AM |
Kaycee
I glance at him again then say, 'Good choice... ' Then my voice got drowned out by the others chatting. I stared at the little brown package. I shouldn't open it, not really... I instantly stood up when the wind blew my hair, I left the door open! I darted towards the door and quickly bolted it shut. I hesitated for a moment then sat back down on the couch. I put the package on my knee and didn't bother with the others, I carefully started ripped open the package then I waited, I can't open it without my 'friends' can I? |
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| 07 Apr 2012 10:59 AM |
Mara
I slowly shuffled out of bed, relieved to see I was in my regular clothes. But as I looked closer at my face in the mirror, I saw my eyes were a faint blue color, which is different from the icy blue they usually are. Strange, but probably nothing. I stopped worrying about my appearance and quickly ran out of the small rectangular room into a long endless hallway. What if there are other inhabitants? The thought of another human being here with me was possible. So I peeked into the rooms, let down from the sight of no one. My eyes darted around, for there has to be stairs somewhere. Unfortunately, the floorboards were very creaky, making known of my presence. But I didn't care, I just wanted to figure out why I was here. I hoped there was a clue downstairs, and oh how I hoped so strongly.
My feet were moving themselves, it was like I wasn't even controlling them. They have a mind of their own. I was on the bottom floor before I knew it. Hearing very quiet voices, I followed them to the best of my ability, although my hearing isn't the best. |
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