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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 5:04:22 GMT -5
"I knew it!" Exclaimed Arqus, holding a finger up in the air. "You'd think I'm crazy but there's this angel who said it's just me and him."
He explained, furrowing his eyebrows as he remembered Myzrael's word. He lied to him.
"I dunno..." He sighed. "Your probably reckon I'm crazy..but there's this angel with black wings who I hang out with.."
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 5:05:44 GMT -5
"Myzrael.", Veronica shot back. "I expected that from him..."
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 5:08:33 GMT -5
"Yeah! Him!" Arqus replied, surprised that Veronica knew Myzrael. "He totally screwed me."
Arqus pouted, unaware that he was doing it.
"After we're done with this clown, I would love to meet the others."
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 5:10:46 GMT -5
"You should have seen what did to Johnny.", Veronica tied a knot around the clown's wrist as she said, "Yeah, when were done here, I'll take you to them. I plan to meet up with Johnny in the hotel."
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 5:15:12 GMT -5
"Cool." Arqus said, a smile forming on his lips.
At last! He would meet the others. They could probably give him some answers.
"Um.." He started to say. "Is there a way out of this...city?"
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 5:15:47 GMT -5
Straining on the wrists stirred me from my drug indused slumber.
"Whoa! What the hell!? What are you doing!?!"
Wriggling around wondering how I even wound up on the floor wired up
"I swear to god if you don't let me go...."
Looking around for my hatchet, my beautiful, dressed in a bloody red corset, growing an erection, infuriated that she isn't by my side
"I'll rip your dirty throats with my damn teeth if I have to!?! Why are you doin this!?"
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 5:17:36 GMT -5
Veronica had shot herself away from the clown as he suddenly woke. Veronica motioned over the clown and kicked away the hatchet.
Drawing her gun to him, Veronica said, "We're here to teach you a lesson!"
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 5:18:53 GMT -5
Arqus was stunned when the clown started moving.
He landed on his ass on the floor, and backed away from the angry clown.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 5:19:23 GMT -5
"What did I do you crazy whore!?"
Struggling like a grossly fat maggot writhing in a corpse making a body jump over to Veronica teeth bared.
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 5:21:17 GMT -5
"Take the hatchet...", Veronica said to Arqus as she kept her sights on the clown.
"You dumped severed body parts over Fiona and I and you slaughtered an innocent family. Whether if they were like us or if they were among the mindless that roamed this city, you had no right to harm them... And you kinda give us the creeps. If you want to stay here, you're going to have to learn how to behave."
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 5:24:25 GMT -5
Arqus got up in a hurry and followed Veronica's orders.
He struggled as he tried to pick the hatchet off the floor.
"Geez christ." He thought. "This is heavy."
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 5:28:53 GMT -5
Watching as Arqus tried to move my lovely was just too amusing "Hehehehehehe"
And all that was used to answer Veronica was a series of grunts and deliberate dribbling, clearly not happy I had been forced into submission.
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 5:32:43 GMT -5
Veronica pushed the barrel of the handgun close to the clown's face and said, "Are you going to behave? There's a lot of unexplainable things in this city and the last thing we need is a psychopath on a rampage. There are things in this city that I am sure you have never seen before. And I am trying... Very hard... To help you."
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 5:36:32 GMT -5
Arqus managed to get the hatchet off the floor. Although it was so heavy that he kept swinging left to right, animatedly.
His face flushed red from the weight of the weapon.
"Yuh..." Arqus groaned, sweat forming on his forehead. "Bee-have.."
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 5:47:10 GMT -5
Shuffling closer so I could feel the cold barrel against my face i fork out a long, fat, pink tongue to lick intentionally slown.
"Houstson, we have a problem. We've hit wood. Petrified wood. Morning, noon and night wood. Yes my foxy friend I shall behave. Maybe sometime I could tie you up? I'm sure we could make it.... Eventfull"
Giving off a renowned, toothy, ear to ear, wicked smile and eyes that seemed to be sexually provoked or just vengeful.
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