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    1. Oliver 10 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current I'm updating my status because there was a typo in the last one.
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9 yrs ago
I'm honestly sick of updating this. This will probably be ny status for the next four months.
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9 yrs ago
So apparently I have an ear infection as well as some other kind of nasty virus. Fantastic.
9 yrs ago
Okay.. maybe I panic a little when nobody's posted for 10 hours. I have no life outside the internet.
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9 yrs ago
I don't know how much caffeine I've just injested and I'm pretty sure it was all a mistake.

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I assumed that the room was full of NPCs as well as player characters. If you'd like, however, I can edit the post.
Ivan stayed frozen in place as the boy with the bird tried to back out. He didn't know if he could leave also, though he very much wanted to. He didn't respond to the comment made in his direction. He held his shotgun tightly in his left hand, but didn't raise it for fear the girl or the adults would shoot. Coming in here was a mistake, he knew that much very well.
He ransacked his mind, trying to remember how to ask for one's life to be spared in English. "P-please... do not kill me!" He choked out in his thick Russian accent. Being only eleven years old, his voice was rather high pitched still and nonthreatening. He knew this was not a good situation to be in, and was deeply regretting walking into the store with every ounce of his remaining sanity.
@Vortex Same here, landsman!
Really? I didn't directly control anyone else's character. If they want to react d9fferehtoy, I never implied otherwise. @KatherinWinter
Ivan stalked through the streets, his sharp dark brown eyes on the lookout for the infected. A small shotgun was attached to his belt by a leather holster, right by his side in case he needed it.
Humming an old tune his father used to sing him when he was even smaller than he was now, he walked into what appeared to be a video store, thinking it likely to be abandoned. In times like these, who would need films and records? Ivan, who hadn't been around this town long, thought this would be a good place to start looting.
Boy, was he wrong.
He found himself staring at what appeared to be a standoff between a boy with a large bird on his shoulder and a paleish sort of girl wielding a sniper rifle.
Fumbling for his own gun, he took a step back, prepared to do whatever it took to get out of this situation in one piece. He had a few options, he knew. These people likely wouldn't take it very well if he did what he was inclined to do, which was threaten them until they let him back off safely. The first problem with that plan was that he didn't speak very much English, so being verbally persuasive would likely prove difficult. The second problem was that the girl had a sniper rifle. His sawed off shotgun looked absolutely pathetic by comparison. And lastly, the falcon was creeping him out.
Thanks!
Hey @DriveEMOut, I'm actually done! I asked for some help from my sister who's a magazine editor so she kind of knows about writing. I hope it's good enough!

@Vortexמה קורה?
Oy vey, now I feel pressured to do well....
This might take a while, but I should be done within an hour or so.
@KatherinWinter I added a different post, so my character's in the gym with everyone else? Is that kosher or no?
Oh, sorry! I didn't know. It didn't say so in the rules, did it? I swear to god I read those.
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