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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 25, 2017 10:23:54 GMT -5
Annabelle nodded.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2017 10:20:56 GMT -5
With a sigh, Ben stepped outside the room and closed the door. She is to remain at minimum effort, not to get up. Occasional conversations are fine. Loud noises and flashing lights are prohibited. And she is to not do any math
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 26, 2017 10:29:58 GMT -5
Annabelle was adding 9+10.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2017 11:46:03 GMT -5
(Oh my Glob no.)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 26, 2017 12:03:22 GMT -5
((lol))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 30, 2017 17:49:20 GMT -5
((Bump))
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2017 17:50:16 GMT -5
This is getting to much for me... Ben sat down and opened a book labeled "Call of Cthulhu" and began to read.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2017 1:36:24 GMT -5
And annabelle did something after complaining that I wasnt doing anything. RIGHT ANNABELLE!?!?!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2017 2:36:58 GMT -5
(|RIGHT ANNABELLE!?!?|)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2017 20:37:41 GMT -5
ANNABELLE SAY SOMETHING NOW!!!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 0:30:33 GMT -5
|ANNABELLE DO SOMETHING!!! ANYTHING!!! MEOW!!! I DONT CARE JUST SAY SOMETHING!!!!|
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 18:06:34 GMT -5
((CHILL BEN))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 18:10:04 GMT -5
Annabelle fell asleep. She shifted slightly, falling off the couch because reasons.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 18:19:36 GMT -5
I'm Drifter.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 18:21:56 GMT -5
*stays asleep, but winces*
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 20:25:33 GMT -5
Ben clutched his head. It stung like there was something in it growing. An alien embryo? No that couldnt be. That only happens in the movies!
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 20:28:37 GMT -5
Annabelle snapped awake, rubbing her head. She pulled out her phone to pester Ben.
hD: Heyo, where are you?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 21:02:40 GMT -5
KS: One room over. Theres a guy named drifter here.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 21:05:15 GMT -5
hD: I'm coming.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 21:11:58 GMT -5
KS: Hows that concussion doing?
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 21:14:07 GMT -5
hD: It still hurts... But a little pain won't stop me.
Annabelle headed for the door, almost falling onto the knob.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 21:20:23 GMT -5
KS: You need to lay down. We'll come in there.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 21:24:50 GMT -5
hD: TOO LATE!!
Annabelle opened the door. Hard. She stumbled in, her hair a mess, her eyes wide, surprised she succeeded.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 21:34:23 GMT -5
I have been told your name is Annabelle. I am Drifter. He stretched out his hand in offering for a handshake.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 21:45:17 GMT -5
Annabelle shook his hand, then headed over to Ben. She almost fell on her face.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2017 22:02:04 GMT -5
Ben caught annabelle. Woah easy there. Maybe we cant trust you to stand up.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 3, 2017 22:04:55 GMT -5
Annabelle rolled her eyes. I'm FINE, Ben.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2017 1:16:42 GMT -5
Drifter took a golden locket from around his neck. There was a soft green glow as he put it to Annabelle's forehead. Tada! Once cured concussion! First one is on the house.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 4, 2017 1:18:24 GMT -5
Annabelle facepalmed, wincing into her palm after it made contact. She simply sat on the couch.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2017 12:11:44 GMT -5
... Your friend is very stubborn. She would fare well if she just had a tad more sanity.
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