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Current Im back again, for who knows how long. Its been a few years, Hello again.
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Was stuck in a rut, so I had a break from the internet just for a bit. But I'm back now working my hardest.
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10 yrs ago
Guess who made it into Uni? This basic bitch, that's who!
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I'm 20, Tired and depressed, my family has been dying around me.

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Fleur raised her hand. "I vill go with Henry, that vay, if anything were to vappen, he vill have assistance!" She smiled.
"Oh! Vut of the storeroom, you said it was locked, yes? Perhaps ve might find a key somewhere?" Fleur giggled a little. "I have quite a good nack of finding things"

Fleur just really didn't want to go down into the basement.

"So, who vill be joining us? Vill? Peter?"
What ever moves the story along! Gogogo!
DruSM157 said
I'm gonna have to break out the whiskey if we keep on this subject.

I'll stick to my banana milkshakes, its abit early for one, but what the hell.

*notices IC post count went up*
*pops party popper*
*throws confetti*

I'm really itching to post xD
Assallya said
Well, I can't see a single logical reason why anyone would head towards a church of all things in a crisis. It made sense in the medieval ages when abbeys, cloisters, monasteries and other facilities doubled as fortresses and contained gardens inside to cultivate food during a siege. Modern churches are woefully inadequate to providing proper sanctuary. Police can bust in and take you, regardless of any claims to sanctuary. They have no food reserves of any kind, nor any sort of defensive fortifications.I guess some concepts, like the idea of churches being places of refuge, still persist despite being woefully inadequate to the task.

People do stupid stuff when they're scared?

Edit: are you guys gunna stand around and discuss pointless things all day or post something? ;-;
(Not trying to sound mean, but seriously)

Double Edit: I suggest people don't worry about their backstories, just focus at what's at hand. We're introducing ourselves then going to search the church for stuff.
Although it seems people already have gone solo
Sure Sure.
Damn I'm really loving this AHAHA.
Berrie was waiting outside the nurses office.
"Poor thing, the heck kind of people do that..."
Shortly her so called friends showed up.
"We heard that you rescued her! You're sooo totally amaz-" Berrie just stopped the girl from talking as she butted in by saying; "Look, I don't want to hear any of your kissing up bullshit right now, there's a person being checked out by the nurse who's badly hurt. I really don't have time for you two."

They gasped, "W-W-Well we never liked you anyway!"
Berried laughed, "Hahaha! Yeah that really hits the spot, like I didn't already know, all you two ever do is rant about boys and other stupid rumors!" Berrie began to scold the girls, she told them off for being complete gronks, mainly for cheering on Felicity.
"Come back to me when you two get your act together, work hard to become decent human beings and maybe we'll talk"
Berries former 'friends' left, crushed by her harsh words.
She overheard the girl talking to the nurse...

"No, unfortunetly we do not have that kind of power, since it was on the school premises and not outside, we'll have to do things directly. So you'll have to talk to the principal. He's currently on vacation for about three more days, so you'll have to hold out until then" Said the nurse very emotionlesy.
She began to tell her how, making friends is easy and she should get out more often, these words only hurt the girls feelings. The nurse shot the girl up with some painkillers and sent her out.
Berrie, surprised the girl as she came out of the room.
"Boo! Haha!" Berrie managed to get a good gasp out of her. The school bells suddenly, out of all times, decided to ring, signaling that the students needed to get to class NOW.
"Oh shoot! Well we better hurry! I've got English then History, talk about a snooze fest! Keep that scrunchy, it'll remind you of me! Haha!"
Berrie laughed and waved goodbye.
"OHYEAH! MY NAME IS BERRIE!" Shouted Berrie down the hall, trying to sound louder than the incomming horde of students.
The red haired girl started to cry on Berrie.
She was hurt so badly, like something out of an action movie, there was some bad bruising and alot of blood.
Berrie hugged the girl, patting her softly on the back.
"There there... Everything's fine, I scared those gutless gronks away!" The girl continued to cry on Berrie. Berrie was not used to this, so she didn't really know how to react, so she did what any normal fashonista would do. She pulled the girl on to her shoulder, helping her stand to her feet.
"Lets get you to the bathroom, we need to get you cleaned up before we take you to the nurse". Berrie out of instinct swung the girls arm over her shoulder and aidded her with walking to the bathroom, thankfully it wasn't to far away. The girl was still crying, struggling to breath with each cry.
"You must be in so much pain, but don't worry! I'll fix you riiiiight up!"
Berrie reached into her pockets, she pulled out a makeup remover cloth, and proceeded to clean up the excess blood and makeup. It took a little time but she cleaned up the girls face, but the bruising had become more visable, and was a deep purple. "Geez thats' nasty, but I can't cover that up, we need to let the nurse see it... Oh! I know!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out a scrunchy with a cute cherry printrd on it. "Just lemmie... Yep, beautiul!" Berrie tied the girls hair up in a pony tail.
"Right! Now lets get you to the nurses office!" Once again Berrie aided her in walking, but before they begun, Berrie saw what looked like the teeniest smile on her face. Before, Berrie couldn't make out what the girl was saying over her crying, but she had calmed down a little, she mumbled somethings on the way to the nurse.
*Bows before the almighty Dru*
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