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Swith Witherward
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Democratic Socialists

Postby Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:14 pm

Giovenith wrote:"SHHHHHHHHHHH!" Giovenith commanded everyone. "I need silence!"

She stood there for a moment, thinking. "It is no use to run, he will only follow steadfast, and there may be others at least in the town." She looked up. "We're going to have to get rid of him. He seems weak enough to banish him far off, but it will require much energy none the less!"

Giovenith put her arms in the air, "Bring me string! And paint! And iron! Lots, and lots of iron..."

"Are you... certain?" Swith certainly wasn't.
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Monfrox
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Father Knows Best State

Postby Monfrox » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:15 pm

The BranRiech wrote:
Swith Witherward wrote:Naomi stood in the middle of the bomb shelter and began to wail, spinning around in an attempt to watch all the walls and doors at once. She cowered, bleating and turning and begging for Swith to come protect her.

Giovenith's words alone were enough to drain the color from Swith's skin. "Then they have come. Then we must fly. I will retreat, and you may come with me. They all may come with me, if they choose. Bran, why the f*ck are you still standing there? Go open the bomb shelter and get on the PA. NOW."


"Yes maam!"

Bran bolted down to the Fallout shelter and hopped into the chair. He grabbed the P.A. speaker.

"Attention all Tenants! We have a code Red emergency on the first floor! I repeat. Code Red emergency on the first floor! Be on the lookout for a small Purple haired boy! Do not let him touch you or strike you!"

The Zone and Demon both looked up. "Oh-" "-fuck." They said. The Demon vanished in a puff of black smoke and reappeared behind the Zone. "What are you-" Her mouth was clamped and she was soon teleported to the room. There, they gathered their things before the Demon poofed them to the roof. "We wait here, and pray that he doesn't find us." The Demon said. The Zone, dressed in her military suit, nodded in agreement.
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The New Velociraptor Empire
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Ex-Nation

Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:15 pm

Arthur was in the Raptor apartment, operating on Scarface's throat. Arthur wore a labcoat over his suit with some goggles over his eyes. "A voice! GIVE MY CREATION A VOICE!" he cackled. Getting Scarface's blood to not attack the new laranx was difficult. When he was done, Arthur didn't sew Scarface up. He simply pinched the flesh together and waited a few seconds for Scarface to heal up. "I command you to speak." Arthur said. "YES MASTER!" Scarface replied in a low deep voice. "HE SPEAKS! Mwahahahahahahaaa!!!" Arthur laughed then suddenly stopped to cross it off his to-do list, then resumed laughing. "WE DO GAG NOW?" Scarface asked. "Yes, let's find you a tuxedo for it." Arthur said and checked the closet.

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Bone Fort
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Ex-Nation

Postby Bone Fort » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:16 pm

Bones reached into his jacket and pulled out a spool of string.

"Don't ask why I have it."
Me summed up in one sentence.

I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.

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Western Borderlands
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Capitalist Paradise

Postby Western Borderlands » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:17 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Western Borderlands wrote:drake grabbed da and threw him at a large rock then he threw an aura needle.

Drake. wait a minute. i sense. something is wrong in our world... *opens a portal and evil dab and me jump through*
Come on drake! or i'll leave you

drake jumped through.
"Open your eyes don't be this way,Throw all your dreams, the rest will have to wait"-Serj Tankian singing "ching chime"

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Dabfia
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Postby Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:18 pm

Western Borderlands wrote:
Dabfia wrote:Drake. wait a minute. i sense. something is wrong in our world... *opens a portal and evil dab and me jump through*
Come on drake! or i'll leave you

drake jumped through.

*Dabfia is already running to where the situtation is*
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Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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Swith Witherward
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Democratic Socialists

Postby Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:18 pm

Swith opened her coin purse. "How much iron?"
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Tsuyoi Tekikoku
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Postby Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:19 pm

.......geez.........bored again.............i wonder what i should do...... i know!"uploads other video of my singing on youtube and watches my ratings and views go up"
Their is no one who out ranks me in fame when it comes to singing!"notices the monfroxs"
what is the problem now?
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Monfrox
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Father Knows Best State

Postby Monfrox » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:20 pm

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Arthur was in the Raptor apartment, operating on Scarface's throat. Arthur wore a labcoat over his suit with some goggles over his eyes. "A voice! GIVE MY CREATION A VOICE!" he cackled. Getting Scarface's blood to not attack the new laranx was difficult. When he was done, Arthur didn't sew Scarface up. He simply pinched the flesh together and waited a few seconds for Scarface to heal up. "I command you to speak." Arthur said. "YES MASTER!" Scarface replied in a low deep voice. "HE SPEAKS! Mwahahahahahahaaa!!!" Arthur laughed then suddenly stopped to cross it off his to-do list, then resumed laughing. "WE DO GAG NOW?" Scarface asked. "Yes, let's find you a tuxedo for it." Arthur said and checked the closet.

Mon's user suddenly appeared behind the two. "DO tell me you ARE staying here? You heard the announcement, correct?" She said worriedly.
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Western Borderlands
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Capitalist Paradise

Postby Western Borderlands » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:21 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Western Borderlands wrote:drake jumped through.

*Dabfia is already running to where the situtation is*

drake glides after.
"what's happening?"
"Open your eyes don't be this way,Throw all your dreams, the rest will have to wait"-Serj Tankian singing "ching chime"

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The BranRiech
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Postby The BranRiech » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:21 pm

Bran continued to sit in the chair in the empty Fallout shelter, he was not contacted by anyone. He almost began to think that he was the only one left and that the boy would be coming for him next. Bran gathered up a few of his things and locked the 5ft Titanium door to his personal room, he left the main door open in case someone else was still there. For the next few minutes, Bran waited in horrid silence for someone to find him, friend or foe. If he had to go down, Bran would go down fighting.

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Dabfia
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Postby Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:22 pm

Western Borderlands wrote:
Dabfia wrote:*Dabfia is already running to where the situtation is*

drake glides after.
"what's happening?"

Something bad Duh.
Behold! this is still a signature
Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
Grandpa: Germanic Templars

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Giovenith
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Left-wing Utopia

Postby Giovenith » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:22 pm

Bone Fort wrote:Bones reached into his jacket and pulled out a spool of string.

"Don't ask why I have it."


She took the string gratefully. "Thank you Bones."

Swith Witherward wrote:
Giovenith wrote:"SHHHHHHHHHHH!" Giovenith commanded everyone. "I need silence!"

She stood there for a moment, thinking. "It is no use to run, he will only follow steadfast, and there may be others at least in the town." She looked up. "We're going to have to get rid of him. He seems weak enough to banish him far off, but it will require much energy none the less!"

Giovenith put her arms in the air, "Bring me string! And paint! And iron! Lots, and lots of iron..."

"Are you... certain?" Swith certainly wasn't.


"I am," she said. "He must be made to go out, because I will not abandon my place in his favor."

Meanwhile, outside, the boy searched about the yard. He calmly looked though shrubbery, behind fence posts, and inbetween crevices in the building.

"Chirp?" a little chipmunk bounded up to him, tilting it's head curiously.

"Oh hello," he smiled at it, and held his hand out to it.

The chipmunk cheerfully crawled into the boy's hand and snuggle his fingers. Seemingly to pet it, the boy settled his other hand over the creature, and did not release when it began to struggle and squeak in fear and confusion. If we could look in his hands, we would see that the little animal's shadow seemed to wrap around it and consume it, making it smaller and smaller...

And it was gone.

"Well, it's a start." said the boy with optimism, as he dusted off his hands. "The daughter will be significantly more difficult, but the premise is similar. And the whistle will be worth the trouble."
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Swith Witherward
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Democratic Socialists

Postby Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:23 pm

The BranRiech wrote:Bran continued to sit in the chair in the empty Fallout shelter, he was not contacted by anyone. He almost began to think that he was the only one left and that the boy would be coming for him next. Bran gathered up a few of his things and locked the 5ft Titanium door to his personal room, he left the main door open in case someone else was still there. For the next few minutes, Bran waited in horrid silence for someone to find him, friend or foe. If he had to go down, Bran would go down fighting.

Naomi peered over the couch and looked at him, stifling her sobs.
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Why is everyone a social justice warrior?
Why didn't any of you choose a different class,
like social justice mage or social justice thief?
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self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce

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Western Borderlands
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Capitalist Paradise

Postby Western Borderlands » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:24 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Western Borderlands wrote:drake glides after.
"what's happening?"

Something bad Duh.

"no shit sherlock"

drake glides ahead.
"Open your eyes don't be this way,Throw all your dreams, the rest will have to wait"-Serj Tankian singing "ching chime"

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Dabfia
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Postby Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:24 pm

Giovenith wrote:
Bone Fort wrote:Bones reached into his jacket and pulled out a spool of string.

"Don't ask why I have it."


She took the string gratefully. "Thank you Bones."

Swith Witherward wrote:"Are you... certain?" Swith certainly wasn't.


"I am," she said. "He must be made to go out, because I will not abandon my place in his favor."

Meanwhile, outside, the boy searched about the yard. He calmly looked though shrubbery, behind fence posts, and inbetween crevices in the building.

"Chirp?" a little chipmunk bounded up to him, tilting it's head curiously.

"Oh hello," he smiled at it, and held his hand out to it.

The chipmunk cheerfully crawled into the boy's hand and snuggle his fingers. Seemingly to pet it, the boy settled his other hand over the creature, and did not release when it began to struggle and squeak in fear and confusion. If we could look in his hands, we would see that the little animal's shadow seemed to wrap around it and consume it, making it smaller and smaller...

And it was gone.

"Well, it's a start." said the boy with optimism, as he dusted off his hands. "The daughter will be significantly more difficult, but the premise is similar. And the whistle will be worth the trouble."


*Dab runs up behind the purple haired guy*
Hey who are you?
Behold! this is still a signature
Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
Grandpa: Germanic Templars

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The BranRiech
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Postby The BranRiech » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:24 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
The BranRiech wrote:Bran continued to sit in the chair in the empty Fallout shelter, he was not contacted by anyone. He almost began to think that he was the only one left and that the boy would be coming for him next. Bran gathered up a few of his things and locked the 5ft Titanium door to his personal room, he left the main door open in case someone else was still there. For the next few minutes, Bran waited in horrid silence for someone to find him, friend or foe. If he had to go down, Bran would go down fighting.

Naomi peered over the couch and looked at him, stifling her sobs.


Bran looked over and saw Naomi hiding behind the couch in his room. "What are you doing here? Don't you have a room?"

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Capitalist Paradise

Postby Germanic Templars » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:25 pm

The BranRiech wrote:Bran continued to sit in the chair in the empty Fallout shelter, he was not contacted by anyone. He almost began to think that he was the only one left and that the boy would be coming for him next. Bran gathered up a few of his things and locked the 5ft Titanium door to his personal room, he left the main door open in case someone else was still there. For the next few minutes, Bran waited in horrid silence for someone to find him, friend or foe. If he had to go down, Bran would go down fighting.


*Thriller opens the door to the bunker*

"Don't shoot, its just me, i come in peace."
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Tsuyoi Tekikoku
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Postby Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:25 pm

hey guys,im going to go out in the yard to pick some flowers so i can sign them and send them to a fan."walks outside to the yard and notices the boy"
hey who may you be?
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Edelweiss and Reina, the two previous ones are still alive. None of Tsuyoi Tekikoku's leaders are killed in their duels of succession.


I don't use NS stats.

I'd prefer the pronouns she/her,if your referring to me

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Capitalist Paradise

Postby Western Borderlands » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:26 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Giovenith wrote:
She took the string gratefully. "Thank you Bones."



"I am," she said. "He must be made to go out, because I will not abandon my place in his favor."

Meanwhile, outside, the boy searched about the yard. He calmly looked though shrubbery, behind fence posts, and inbetween crevices in the building.

"Chirp?" a little chipmunk bounded up to him, tilting it's head curiously.

"Oh hello," he smiled at it, and held his hand out to it.

The chipmunk cheerfully crawled into the boy's hand and snuggle his fingers. Seemingly to pet it, the boy settled his other hand over the creature, and did not release when it began to struggle and squeak in fear and confusion. If we could look in his hands, we would see that the little animal's shadow seemed to wrap around it and consume it, making it smaller and smaller...

And it was gone.

"Well, it's a start." said the boy with optimism, as he dusted off his hands. "The daughter will be significantly more difficult, but the premise is similar. And the whistle will be worth the trouble."


*Dab runs up behind the purple haired guy*
Hey who are you?

drake stopped

heh...didn't notice him.
"Open your eyes don't be this way,Throw all your dreams, the rest will have to wait"-Serj Tankian singing "ching chime"

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Swith Witherward
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Founded: Feb 11, 2012
Democratic Socialists

Postby Swith Witherward » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:26 pm

Swith shook out whatever iron was in the coin purse. She hunted for the last ingredient but came up empty. "I'm sorry. I don't have any." Still pale, she shifted her weight from foot to foot, wishing she was elsewhere.
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TG Swith Witherward
Why is everyone a social justice warrior?
Why didn't any of you choose a different class,
like social justice mage or social justice thief?
P2TM Mentor & Personal Bio: Gentlemen, Behold!
Raider Account Bio: The Eternal Bugblatter Fennec of Traal!
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self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce

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Dabfia
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Postby Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:27 pm

Western Borderlands wrote:
Dabfia wrote:
*Dab runs up behind the purple haired guy*
Hey who are you?

drake stopped

heh...didn't notice him.


I hope he kills you first drake
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Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
Grandpa: Germanic Templars

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Bone Fort
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Ex-Nation

Postby Bone Fort » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:28 pm

Bones reaches into his jacket and pulls out a tube of paint.

"Again, don't ask."
Me summed up in one sentence.

I wear teal, blue & pink for Swith.

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Western Borderlands
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Capitalist Paradise

Postby Western Borderlands » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:28 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Western Borderlands wrote:drake stopped

heh...didn't notice him.


I hope he kills you first drake

"enough with that" drake said

"who is he anyway?"
"Open your eyes don't be this way,Throw all your dreams, the rest will have to wait"-Serj Tankian singing "ching chime"

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Postby Dabfia » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:29 pm

Western Borderlands wrote:
Dabfia wrote:
I hope he kills you first drake

"enough with that" drake said

"who is he anyway?"

*Shea walks up to Drake*
Giovenith was talking about these people, that delete people from existance. i'm not really sure if he's on of them though
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Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
Grandpa: Germanic Templars

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