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Mystic, Magic and Mayhem! IC; We're Still Accepting ^_^
Topic Started: 30 Jun 2008, 06:54 PM (7,129 Views)
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((no she was with them, looking out the downstairs window exists))
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((Oh... I didn't know XD Well Mandy died outside anyways))

Lianne watched Spike run upstairs, then she noticed Willoe. "Willoe?" She got up and walked over to her.
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please ignor this
Edited by FlamingDestiny, 2 Nov 2008, 11:20 PM.
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(Incyo?Who is that?)
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((Huh!!! I JUST TYPED THAT IN A DIFFERANT RP!!! hmm.. maybe i made a mistake... im sooo sorry, i'll just edit that out))
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((okay, nice name by the way!))
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Lianne walked over to Willoe, "What's wrong? What's with the sudden outburst?"
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Spike walked into a room upstairs. he looked around, and jumped onto a bed. "This sucks" He said, closing his eyes, thinking about how rubish his life is
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Willoe grasped her hair, wanting to rip it right out of the roots! She didn't want her here! She didn't want this kindness to go away!
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Lianne just blinked at Willoe, then looked out of the window. Her face went pale. "I-I-Is t-that M-M-Mandy?" Lianne stammered.
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Spike came to her, "what?" he asked, looking out the window, then quickly getting out of its veiw
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Lianne suddenly felt terrible, "Who did this to her?"
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"Who did what?" he asked.

Gizmo was finishing the remains of a bird he was eating before running out into the woods
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"Mandy... she's dead. The woodland creatures ate her." Lianne replied.
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Spikes heart sank. "WHAT?" he asked, still not looking out the window. "Gizmo" he said
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Lianne sighed softly, then her ears pricked up at Gizmo. "Gizmo?" She asked, "What about Gizmo?"
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"Gizmo," he sighed. "Gizmo was from a rougue family of Norns, they rip anything to shreds that moves" he sighed. "Why Mandy?" he sighed
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Lianne seemed confused, "But how comes he's not done it till now?" She sat down on one of the sofas again. Not wanting to look at the horrific scene anymore.
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he wanted to choose a victim. he was also learning" he said. he looked towards the window. "Laianne there something you should know" he sighed
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"What's that?" Lianne asked, hugging one of the pillows on the sofa, feeling that something needed to comfort her.
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"Well, uhm" he started " Your necklace" he said, "You can become an angel like me" he said, this isnt what he wanted to say, but it was true.
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A pain seared in Willoe's brain! Someone was looking through her memories, her relations, her feelings. Willoe grasped tighter on her hair, threatening to rip it out. She was mumbling "get out of my head...nobody wants you!" she stayed like this for minutes. She opened her eyes wide and screamed "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!! STOP IT!!!STOP IT!!!" she grasped at Liannes shirt "JUST KILL ME ALREADY!!"

((don't kill her! If your curiouse The other Willoe is rummaging through the nice Willoes recent thoughts and taking apart her sanity!))
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Lianne's head twisted round to Willoe, she seemed scared of her all the sudden. Like Lianne wanted to back away slowly from her.
"Are you feeling ok Willoe?" She asked nervously.
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Spike seemed a bit annoyed when Lianne ignored him, he was in a bad mood though. "Willoe, are you ok?" he asked, staying away from the window
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Willoe was sobbing, snot oozed from her nose, a puddle of tears were at her feet as she held on. Her hands dropped into the puddle, she sobbed in a voice that was so desperate, so pleading, needing help so badly "we can't let her win! We just...can't"
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