WilsonTurner

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

Ya'll skipped a post!

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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I HATE DIS!
STOP WINNING!

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

@HaleyTheRandom
Nononono
You ish confused
Good me, bad everyoneelseintheworld
worship me pls

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The Lost ~Currently Not Accepting~

@HaleyTheRandom
Happy early first-time-you-screamed-very-loudly day!

also
you should give me donuts
even though I'm sick
i think I could do with some donuts
brownies too
I think I deserve them
whatwith this horrid headache and constant coughing
ya'kno

[Willy & Hailey] Practically Just Some Pigtail Pullin'

@HaleyTheRandom
So is this a go or no?

The Lost ~Currently Not Accepting~

@HaleyTheRandom

we will never take it easy on you!
though I'll start later
since I'm sick today

The Lost ~Currently Not Accepting~

@SouffleGirl123
woops
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The Lost ~Currently Not Accepting~

Philip Howard Iverson

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Philip just turned to face Lizzy, watching her face with a strained stare of his own.

Quietly, he added on to it, saying, "Um, just, a little. I don't really like half the kids here, so, well, you know. It's fine, though. I said I'd do it, and that's on me."

He took a breath- not even a deep one, but more symbolic than anything- and relaxed the tension of his shoulders, removing the strain from his face. He knew it wasn't exactly healthy, locking away any negative emotions into a jar, but it was... necessary. Otherwise, at this point, he would've slammed his fist into some conceited asshole's face a couple dozen times, by now.

So he gave Lizzy one of those smiles of his, and a brief one-armed hug. "It's alright, though. I'm sure I'll have... fun. And a couple idiots don't change anything, regardless of how annoying they are. Come on, before they decide to start rumors."

Taking the lead and re-entering the room- he was eavesdropping, and knew himself to be choosing their first destination.

So, approaching the table, he eyed the layout of the map, its position and where everything was. No one really knew him to be particularly 'smart'- maybe Lizzy knew, and that was about it. None of them knew, or had any reason to suspect, that he had borderline photographic memory.

It was somewhat easy to walk up to the map, closing his eyes partway to it. Gently bumping against the table so he knew where he was, he reached out and felt along the edge of the table until he felt the edge of the map. Tracing both his hands along the outside of it, he got a sense of the size of the map, and combined that with what he saw before he closed his eyes.

He thought, for a brief moment, of where he wanted to go. Raising his head to 'stare' at the ceiling, eyes closed, so no one could accuse him of peeking, he raised a hand and brought a finger down somewhere around the central Western Seaboard. Opening his eyes and glancing down, he raised his finger.

"I'd call that Sacramento, wouldn't you all?"