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Ban the Person above you

@Shiny Keldeo >:L

Also, banned because I can't view the image in your signature.

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Ban the Person above you

Banned for sexual misconduct.

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The punch that Nicholas received was probably deserved -- wait a minute, no it wasn't. He'd just been knocked out! His nose was bleeding, damn it! As if suddenly remembering this, he put a finger under his nose to test if the blood was still flowing. It wasn't, but there was definitely blood crusted onto his upper lip. For the moment, he took to breathing through his mouth... until he could blow his nose.

With an extremely nervous laugh, Nicholas waved a hand to the neighbor and picked the door up, propping it enough to cover the doorway. Unfortunately, the cold winter air from outside still seeped in.

He turned to Mattie and crossed his arms, a scowl on his face. "I had roses for you! Do you know how long it took to find your house when literally nobody knows you?! I mean, the first thing you do is punch me in the face and slam the door on me, like I'm nothing! Like--" he lowered his voice, realizing he was starting to yell and the door didn't provide much of a sound barrier now. "I just -- God, not even--" he shook his head, visibly hurt and distraught.

Furor Titanicus

@Jhett314 I can't continue this, but I'd like to talk to you sometime. I'm worried about you. ;A; My new Skype is pink-bae.

Return (Re-boot) | 1x1 |

"Noooo," Nicholas drawled in an almost singing voice, facing the neighbor. "No no no, it's just -- there's been a misunderstanding," he insisted. His hands were raised in surrender, showing he had no weapons. No ill intent. No evil intent at all. He glanced at Mattie with a pleading look, but she already looked dead set on killing him herself. "I...I'll fix it," he nodded emphatically at the neighbor, stepping over the broken door's threshold.

Return (Re-boot) | 1x1 |

That was it. Nicholas was here for a reason, and it wasn't to fight with her over where he had or hadn't been for the past three years. He was finding it hard to understand her point of view -- he was here now. Why couldn't she just be happy about that? Before they started getting involved in who knows what was to come, he wanted to at least have a moment of happiness with her. It didn't look like it was going to happen that way.

The roses were flung onto the ground. He picked a foot up and used all of his strength and force to propel it toward the door, kicking the door down, quite literally, when that wasn't quite his intention. A concerned neighbor poked their head out of a nearby house, and Nicholas stood there awkwardly looking between the neighbor and the Mattie.

Demonic Tendencies

"I know I don't know you," Chris said as he followed her eyes, watching the helicopter even as it readied to land, "but I can already tell you need to toughen up." He looked at her with a serious look and then asked, "Who's in the helicopter?"

Demonic Tendencies

Only the fact that Scarlett was still a stranger stopped Chris from shaking her like a rag doll. The pathetic display she was presenting was irritating him to no ends. She started walking slower, and so he adjusted his pace to hers. With a stoic expression, he only looked straight ahead, even though she sounded so sad. "If you're bugging him, stop," he said. "Even if you aren't bugging him. If he says you're bugging him, just leave him alone. He can't miss what isn't lost."

Demonic Tendencies

Listening to her speak, he nodded. To be truthful, he was baffled by her ignorant innocence to trust him with this information, however vague it was. It was obvious to anyone who came this far out into the country that these people were loaded -- after all, their house was a very large, very extravagant mansion. It was no secret that they had a fortune. "That's understandable," Chris told her. He looked at her and saw that there were tears in her eyes again. "Why are you so upset?" he asked, concern in his voice. "I've just met you but you've done nothing but cry."