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Grief Syndrome: EXTEND

MagusDream said
@The Roman: Wow, never thought that I would find someone that doesn't know about Puella Magi Madoka Magica. Well, you can make a guy, but this will apply a new addition to the story.@notdeadyet: (Don't worry. The more, the merrier!)@Flamelord: OK. With that, Homura's taken.

I never heard of it either xD. I was kinda just going with the flow.

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By the time your small little show of firearms was over, jack was eacorting his VIP's to the garage. His car wasnt large enough for everybody, so he sent them on their way, and stayed behind. You could see him at this point on the 3rd floor, rummaging through his fathers drawers for the pistol that he always has around.

Meanwhile, several squads of these mysterious soldiers in white were searching the building for Jack!

Camp for Supernatural Teens

YamiCuoreLaroux said
"I'm sure the counselors are around here somewhere, they can help with that. And I don't know what you're talking about with the rest, but you know that nobody here is exactly 'normal,' don't you?"

"I meant, i dont think it matters what cabin i get." He clearly dosnt get that there are some matters of privacy. What can you expect from someone who has never been behind a closed door after all? The word privacy is strange and unknown to him! "We should find the counselors soon though, because..." He trails off into a yawn, and spreads his jaws wide showing what are obviously the teeth of a werewolf. The remains of the marshmallows are revealed to be between his teeth. "Im gunna call it a moon soon."

After his breif statements, he scratches the back of his head, and stretches. He changes his mind about waiting for the cabin and stands up. "I think im just gunna find a comfy pile of fig leaves, and give myself a bath." He certainly smells like he could use one after all. "If you guys need me, give me a call. That or wave some gooey marshmallows around! Haha!" With those final words, he walks tiredly into the forest, not realizing he is walking straight at dante. One of his yawns escapes nearly sounding like a loud growl or a roawr.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

United said
Jack pondered a bit at what happened, then returned to the campfire. He saw his marshmallow bag was empty and torn up. The fire was out, his gram crackers, and Hershey bars were eaten along with it. Jack ate a marshmallow, to try and cool himself off. His anger was at a boiling point. He shot a slice of wind, and it zipped straight through the tree, and through about 2 more before the slice was too weak. The trees groaned, and fell over, smashing into the ground, breaking other trees, and killing many animals along with it. He could hear the squeals of the dying animals, which, in a way, made him sad. Jack just shrugged, and blasted himself upwards toward the sky, searching for others, someone who would be the culprit that ate his smores...

"Speaking of cabins, if you guys wouldnt mind, id like to have a cabin as well. Maybe ill stay for a bit. Bedsare always nicer than the forest floor... Well almost always. The gender dosnt much matter. I cant reproduce with normal humans. I promise the folks that id keep our blood pure." Mutt adds to the conversation. "Speaking of sleeping and cabins, i think its a little late. We should all head to bed in a bit."

Mana-script Academy for the gifted (Magical School RP)

Slendy said
"You can come to Tyler, but you have to wait an hour from know so I can finish my book." Theo started jogging towards his room." I hope you decide to stop by Cruz!!!!" He shouted. He notice Meruin but he had something important to do so he decided to just talk to her later.

Mutt had clearly gotten lost. He hadn't even gotten a schedule or an assigned room yet, and was rushing head first to some tournament! Well he had found his way to the dorms instead, and as Theo. started towards his room, mutt accidentally collided with him. It was a head on collision and since mutt was running at nearly 30mph, the impact should have knocked both students out, or on their hind ends at the least!

"UMPH!" Mutt skids back on his tail end rubbing his head. A tad bit of blood trickled from his mouth. He had cut his lip on impact. He just didn't see the student running, and a collision was inevitable. His eyes popped a he realized what he did, and he quickly looked up to make sure the other studet was okay. After all, not everybody can handle getting run over at 30mph head on. At the verry least, mutt wanted to know if its time to run the other way, an evade a fight.

"IM SO SORRY!" He repeats over and over again, holding both hands in front of him very nervously.

Camp for Supernatural Teens

United said
Jack pondered a bit at what happened, then returned to the campfire. He saw his marshmallow bag was empty and torn up. The fire was out, his gram crackers, and Hershey bars were eaten along with it. Jack ate a marshmallow, to try and cool himself off. His anger was at a boiling point. He shot a slice of wind, and it zipped straight through the tree, and through about 2 more before the slice was too weak. The trees groaned, and fell over, smashing into the ground, breaking other trees, and killing many animals along with it. He could hear the squeals of the dying animals, which, in a way, made him sad. Jack just shrugged, and blasted himself upwards toward the sky, searching for others, someone who would be the culprit that ate his smores...

Seeing the small torrent of havock that was just unleashed, mutt clampe his mouth shut, and scooted away from the bag. He did NOT want to be associated with this, and even half contemplated going back into the woods, were he would at least be on familiar ground if a fight were to break out. Still he didnt want that either.

"Hmm how much money do i still have?" He poundered at the money his parents left him, just in case replacing the bag was his only option.

Grief Syndrome: EXTEND

(I take full credit for him seeing this and being interested. XD jk)

High Fantasy Faction War

Ill probably contract your "Devil" sooner or later js.

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Jack walked back into biew from the kitchen, laughing with the woman who spilt the wine. Jack gathered at the center table with everyone else, and put down a peace of paper. The paper was a contract obviously, because soon people started signing.

You notice, a red dot swaying about on jack's shoulder, and a crack of thunder rings out. Jack swirls around with a red spot forming on his white suit. Stil he was alive. Whilst everyone in his house screems for their lives, he grabs the contract, and runs behind a large cement support column for cover.

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Lets not start a competition.