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:our days under the S K Y

:our days under the S K Y

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I will never forget the day I saw 'love' scripted in the clouds.... I will always regret forgetting my camera....

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Introduction

...I will never forget the day...

o u r : d a y s : u n d e r : t h e : s k y

...I saw 'love' scripted in clouds...

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AveoLife Corporation is a company that focuses on finding cures for the rarest and deadliest diseases. They are very widely known for human experimentation, and very widely hated for it as well. Protests began eleven months ago against the company's methods of scientific experimentation for the miracle cure to the Seven Syndrome, so named because only seven people were known to have originally been born with the virus β€” the rest have contracted it from the experiments in the labs at AveoLife, through several different types of experiments during which the scientists began to attempt to familiarize themselves with the unique case of the Seven. Fourteen months ago, the Seven were brought into the labs, taken from their homes, their schools, friends, families. The scientists said that the Seven Syndrome was deadly and a cure needed to be discovered immediately, for the safety of those Seven. So, the Seven's families let AveoLife take their children away.
However, the families were unaware of the true intentions of AveoLife β€” to bring the Seven together and create a new generation of powerful humans, an army to use in their attempts to rise to absolute power.

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So, we're all one of two things: one of the Seven, or a scientist.

Scientists all study one of the Sevens separately.

The Seven are all infected with something publicly known as the 'Seven Syndrome'. Three or more of these seven symptoms can identify the Seven Syndrome; though the scientists on the case seem to think there is a further complication in the genetics of the Seven, something that can barely be explained. Scientists also believe that there may be more symptoms, and that there may, in fact, be more than only Seven of the original mutants.


  • Unusual eye colour (usually gold, red, black, or sea foam green)
  • Unusual skin markings
  • Unusual height (or lack thereof)
  • Manipulatable body parts (such as healing of flesh [varies in speed from Seven to Seven], changing eye colors, the ability to regenerate organs, etc.)
  • Extreme sensitivity to one or more of main elements (Light, Dark, etc.)
  • Extended physical capabilities
  • Increased mental abilities (resulting in an abnormal power, such as telekinesis, pyrokinesis, etc.)

One of the biggest problems with the Seven is exclusively Number TWO. TWO is an identical twin, where he is infected but his twin is not. Every one of the Seven have their own unique case; but this seems to be one of the more extravagant.

On another note, free reign is given during the day where the experiments can wander freely over the grounds surrounding their specific building, and can use any of the on-site facilities, such as the cafeteria, pool, gym, track, or tennis courts. Such facilities as the sauna or rock-climbing wall are forbidden without accompaniment of authorized personnel, such as one of the scientists.

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The Sevens
ONE: Reserved for Doppleganger
TWO: Rhiennah Aeon by MagicalNeko
THREE: Art Sinlod by TheHaze
FOUR: Livia Castille by AvaLovelace
FIVE: Eaevian Datora by Laithana
SIX: Adrian White by SuckOnMyJuiceBox
SEVEN: Anastasia Adams by 0xthecheshirecatx0

The Scientists
ONE:
TWO:
THREE: Dr. John Aires by SuckOnMyJuiceBox
FOUR:
FIVE: Dr. Sebastian Michaelis by MagicalNeko
SIX: Dr. Soraya Stone by PishPosh
SEVEN: Dr. Luka Sven by PishPosh

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[SEVENS ONLY: Infection Number]
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[SCIENTISTS ONLY: Area of Study]
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...I will always regret...

o u r : d a y s : u n d e r : t h e : s k y

...forgetting my camera....

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Anastasia shot up at the sound of Dr. Luka Sven's voice. Being at AveoLife had made her a very light sleeper, always on her toes. When she saw it was him her eyes narrowed a bit and she clenched her jaw tightly. He was the one who made the orders to break her bones constantly, putting her in agonizing pain. Anastasia truly wished she could set him on fire, but she knew better. "Some day." She thought to herself.

"Dr. Sven, what a pleasant surprise." Anastasia lied.

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"You should at least eat something. It isn't healthy to starve yourself, and if that is your plan, I might as well tell you now that it won't work. I'll have them sedate you and hook you up to an IV. It probably won't be pleasant."

It brought him back to seventh grade. He was in Social Studies, and they were watching the movie 'Iron Jawed Angels' since they were studying the Women's Right's movement at the moment. There was one scene in particular. One scene that stuck with him. The women decided they'd go on a hunger strike. It was bound to end bad, but not like Adrian expected. They had sat her down in a chair and held her down with restraints. Then they had pried her mouth open and shoved this tube down her throat to force the food into her stomache. Then she'd throw it all up along with stomache acid. He couldn't even remember it right, he had his hands over his eyes half the time. All he could remember was wincing and just thinking bad things.

"I'm headed to the cafeteria. Would you like to join me? If not, I could have some food sent to you." She added.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, as if it'd make her voice go away.

"Yeah," He muttered as he brought his feet down on the floor and ran his tongue over his teeth.

Reaching under the bed, he felt around before he grabbed a pair of sneakers and slipped them on before getting up and following Dr. Stone. He kept his jaw set and his hands stuffed deep into the pockets of his pants, ignoring the buzz going on behind his ears.

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I stared at Livia for a moment, but not really at her. At her single hand with its slender fingers, or at her full lips. Mostly, I kept my eyes on her shoulders, though there was nothing particularly different about them in anyway. "Human...." I repeated the word slowly to myself, almost tasting its unfamiliarity. "What is the difference between a Human and a Seven, anyway. Are we mutants? Genetically modified monsters? There was nothing different about Rhovaniah and I, not really. I mean, in terms of looks, I've got these strange wing markings on my back and freaky gold eyes, sure.... I mean, technically I still regenerate flesh after being wounded; but still. I'm right aren't I? Besides, how Human can those scientists be with the things they're doing to us?"

I had to take a minute to breath and I dropped my head into my hands. The light was beginning to irritate my eyes, and I rubbed them to try and quell the oncoming migrane. Of course, this might also have been from the stress of the thoughts in my head. I sighed heavily. "They strip me and expose me to natural sunlight. They've figured out that as long as my major organs β€” like my brain, heart, and lungs β€” stay intact, my flesh will heal itself; I can get up and walk away from the table relatively unscathed." I got up and stepped toward the window, pulling the sleeve of my hoodie back to expose my hand and wrist. "Watch."

Almost immediately the skin began to sizzle and flake away, charring, and burning. I bit my lip to make myself look strong; but truthfully it hurt. It was so painful that my eyes welled up with tears. I was just happy she couldn't see. When I began to feel a heavy pulsing in my arm and a good chunk of my skin had burned away, I went and sat next to Livia, shielding the burn from the light with my body. It wasn't that bad considering the clouds, but UV rays still came through. Anyone who had ever gotten a sunburn on a day like this would know that. "It looks gross, huh?" As I said this, the flesh began to regenerate, which was uncomfortable more so than painful. "It never used to get this bad. The burns, I mean. It's faster now, and more serious. It's because of over-exposure, I think."

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"Hm, I stand corrected but truthfully, I don't know what we should call ourselves. Human? Not quite.. Monsters? Far from that! And besides, I hadn't thought that those scientist were human since my first testing here, they're far from human if you ask me, I think even they enjoy when they poke and prod us" She said, twirling the cup around in her hands just as he started to rub at his eyes. She glanced at the sun, quickly, then looked back at him. Was the sun hurting his eyes? Is he sensitive to light too? She thought, just as he was starting to explain what they did to him during their testing and experiments. When he showed her, she winced slightly when it started to burn, she could've sworn she saw tears in his eyes but she ignored it and acted like she didn't see when he came back down.

"Hm.. If it helps, I can cool it if it still burns after it heals?" She offered, slowly sitting the cup aside as she placed her hand over his hand and wrist. She concentrated as her sea foam green eyes seemed to get brighter, her would feel her palm and fingers cool as her hand laid on his. "They always test me for long hours, even days, they think something might be wrong with me. When they test me to see if I regenerate, a snow storm fills the room, when they test my element, my hands turn into weapons as I try to swat them away." She explained as she looked up at him, "Is it working? I'm still not getting the hang of this..." She said softly, watching a light frost appear on the back of her hand.

"Warn me if it gets too cold, I wouldn't want to give you frostbite.." She managed to joke lightly, staring down at her missing hand. "I've kind of got the same problem as you, only, the light just irritates my eyes and sometimes my skin but it's not as severe... That must suck."

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I let out the first laugh since I had been brought in, but only a light one. Slightly amused. "Don't worry. It feels good," I commented, watching the frost on the back of her hand. It worried me, but I didn't care when cold bit into heat, causing a hiss and a cloud of steam to rise. Before long, the skin had cooled and I smiled, withdrawing my hand from hers. "Look, all I know is that my family never treated me any differently than they did my brothers or sisters. If I'm not Human, at least I know what being Human feels like, and I don't like being treated like an animal."

I paused, remembering back to when I was five, sitting in the hospital waiting room with my Aunt Becky, my older brother Haven, and Rhovaniah holding my hand. It was a hot summer night, and we had left so suddenly that none of us had gotten a chance to change out of our bathing suits; the four of us were nervously awaiting the birth of my youngest sister Zoe, which was a quiet and scary time, though I didn't understand why at the time. I turned and asked Aunt Becky where our β€” at the time β€” two-year-old sister, Mystique, was. She replied calmly that she was back at home with Grandma and Uncle Tom. I was silent again. Before long, another family came in, one with kids that were older than even Haven, who was seven. One of them pointed at me and whispered to his brother. They both snickered. I looked up at them, quite puzzled, and they froze. Evidently, it hadn't been my eyes they were laughing at. They promptly turned to a man who I assumed was their father and told him to look at "the boy with the tattoos and wierd eyes". Their father told them not to stare, though he gave me a dirty look. As if it were my fault.

I found out later that, when Haven, Rhovaniah and I had gone in to meet Zoe, this man confronted my Aunt and asked why in the world such a young child had those tattoos on his back. She shook her head and told him I was born like that. A birth mark.... Or perhaps a defect. Neither could understand why they were wound in black, constrasting ivory skin, or why they were in the shape of two perfect angel's wings. The subject of my eyes never rose.

Ironically, this was also when I found out that my mother had been diagnosed with uterian cancer, which was why they had performed an emergency cesarian to save both my sister and my mother. Both escaped unscathed, though my mother had to have her uterus removed and could therefore no longer produce children. She told us that it didn't matter β€” she was happy with the five of us and we were all she needed. Haven told us she was lying to make us feel better. Mom had once told him that she had planned on seven, just like her mother. It was some kind of family tradition for the second daughter or something like that. Which meant that next, it would be Zoe's turn.

Now, Haven was twenty-one and attending univeristy to become a lawyer. Rhovaniah, had just started a band with some of his friends and were getting gigs left, right, and center. Mystique, at sixteen, had ended up pregnant at a party hosted by her boyfriend β€” who left her when he found out β€” and had been expecting a girl the last I heard. The baby would be almost a year old now. Zoe was the baby of the family at fourteen, and had been getting most of the attention when I left. She was planning on becoming an actress or a model, even though her brains could have easily made her elligible for several PhDs and stuff. I told her to become a brain surgeon, but she squealed and told me that I was gross. Hey, why not, though? I wanted to be a behavioural analyst for the FBI, but my grades weren't good enough to get into the programs I needed. Instead, I was going to sing with Rhovaniah in his band and play the violin. The latter was more of a joke to me since I had always wanted to play, but had never touched one; but I was sure Rhovaniah was serious.

"I guess though, we were born with traits that aren't typically human. We really are mutants.... I think Seven is just a nice way of saying it, and calling us by our numbers is a way of identifying our cases. I suppose that any other case who had coloured eyes, sensitivity to sunlight, skin markings, and the ability to heal would also be a TWO. I should ask a scientist if it works that way." I stopped for a moment and gave a half-smile. "I get along with them, as much as I hate them. As long as you're polite and well-mannered, they don't act outside of what's necessary to figure us out. They're not so bad outside of the testing rooms...."

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Short session. No results. Being difficult again. What could one expect though? I was no therapist, and I didn't particularily care to understand other peoples' emotions. I liked to keep Eaevian happy, but not at her price. Definitely not at my own expense.

I crept down the halls, headed for the pool where I could relax and take my mind off things. Then, after thoroughly exhausting myself, I'd sit in the sauna for an hour, though it wasn't safe to be in there for more than fifteen minutes. I needed it though. I hated the cold, and winter was pressing in on us hard now. I just wanted to stay warm. No... that wasn't really the reason, true as it may be. The night before, while writing my report, I had eaten a whole chocolate cheesecake to keep myself awake. When that didn't work, I filled myself with coffee and ended up having a two hour nap with my face on the Enter key. Erasing that was the most fun I had ever had.... Not. It was only when I had gotten through half of it that one of my assisstants came in and told me that I should press Ctrl+Z, and it would undo the spaces. Well, she was half-right, because it eventually undid the spaces.... After reviving the ones I had already erased. I'm a scientist, not a computer nerd.

With my clipboard held close, I raced back to my office to drop it off. Next, upstairs to the staff apartments where I grabbed my swim trunks and a towel, and headed back out the door. After a quick cuddle with my cat, Maria. My primary objective was to make it all the way across the facility to the recreational building and into the pool before John Aires could get ahold of me.... He seemed to have some fascination with me, and it made me uncomfortable. Not the way Luka Sven did. He scared me. I could put up with John much longer than Luka, for some unknown reason β€” but just barely.

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"I can relate to that, my mom nor my little brother cared. They still loved me and that was all I needed I think, I never cared if someone thought I was weird. And personally, I could learn to like it here if it wasn't all the test and stuff.. It's irritating, No wonder animals attack when you get in their face." Lifting her hand when he withdrew his, the frost had stayed on her hand as she concentrated hard to get it to warm again but it seemed like it wasn't working and since she didn't have her hot chocolate to warm her hand, she sat on it, shuddering at the coldness on her butt.

What she was earlier was true, she had never doubted for a second that her mother and brother cared for her, so she went on through the day like nothing had changed. Even when the days when her markings would appear, beautiful swirls gathering around her right eye and the side of her face, she was slightly shy and tried to hide it with her hair when people stared, but after while, she ignored it because they did appear, her mom thought they were beautiful. And her brother, at that time, got very creative with markers and face paint. So she simply ignored it and stopped hiding it behind her hair, she had too, her curly red hair wouldn't follow her orders anymore to say tame.

She thought for a moment before speaking, "I kind of like the fact that they call us Sevens. You should and get back to me on the answer to that question, I'd like to hear." She'd then roll her eyes and pout, "At least you got a nice one.. Mine is a creeper all the time. I tried to AVOID scientist at all times if i can help it, they give me the chills-" She winced at the horrible pun, "-and they're very rude. I mean, my hand was perfectly fine until they cut it off and for what? To see if it's either reform or turn into a weapon. Better hope it's the first one cause if it comes back as a weapon, hell will break loose in the room"

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I laughed again, this time a little harder. Her miniature rant was actually entertaining; but the funniest part was that I had never clicked like this with anyone but Rhovaniah before. It was ironic that two teens condemned to a pseudo-Hell on Earth should meet and get along this well, and make everything seem normal for once. It just didn't seem right that we should have been allowed to find eachother. I looked over my shoulder expecting to see someone withcold eyes watching us. But there was only Colleen, and she was grinning almost maniacly. Admittedly, I didn't like that look, so I waved and looked away.

I decided to change the subject from tests and family. "So, what are you into? I mean... your hobbies. What do you like to do?" It took me that long to word the question right, and I blushed dispite myself. "Your favourite music, animals... I don't know, movies? Let's just not talk about them. I was hoping to take my mind off all this eventually anyway."

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She blushed lightly as he laughed, she knew she was ranting and she let out a nervously chuckle. "Sorry, I'm rambling aren't I? I'm sorry!" She apologized, slightly flustered as she began to think about his new questions. "Well.. I like to draw and write..Oh, and cooking too but I can't really do that here" She started, pursing her lips as she repositioned herself on her hand. "For music, I like all kinds, if it had a good beat, I'll listen to it! For animals, Pandas and Ferrets are the best! And i don't necessarily have a favorite movie, buuut my favorite types are horror and mystery!" She shared, smiling slightly. This was the first time that anyone has had a real conversation with her besides her mom or brother and she was enjoying it, he was probably the first person she's actually talked to in years.

She pulled her hand out from under her butt to see that the frost was gone and that it was warm, but now it was numb from being sat on. "I can never win!" She muttered to herself, shaking her hand to get blood flowing as she looked up at him sheepishly. "But what about you? What are your interest and hobbies and such?"

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"Well, I'm a singer and a songwriter; I play a little bit of piano... self-taught. My brother and I were both very musical. We wanted to start our own band; I mean we did techincally, but I was taken away before our first gig. Though, as I've heard, they're getting alot of them. I got a letter from my family a few months ago, but it was the only one I'm being allowed." I stopped and thought for a moment. "I guess, I've never really thought about animals.... For housepets, I like cats, but we could never have one 'cuz my Dad was allergic. Anything more exotic, then I'd have to say penguins β€” don't ask; it's a long story that ends with me, all of about six, in the antarctic section of the zoo. Umm.... I'll have to go with you on the movies; I've always loved a good horror, especially in the theatre on the big screens. But I was practically raised off Miyazaki movies as well. You know; Spirited Away, Castle in the Sky, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, Howl's Moving Castle, KiKi's Delivery Service... um... Princess Mononoke... My Neighbour Totorou.... Ponyo. I was so happy when Ponyo came out." I grinned stupidly, shaking my head as I remembered practically running to the theatre with Rhovaniah, Mystique, and Zoe in tow. I think I was the only one who really wanted to see it, but we all ended up having fun....

"Actually, if you want to cook, I think I can arrange something." I offered after I had been silent for a moment.

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Her eyes had widen drastically when he had mentioned his favorite movies, "Oh my god.. I love ALL of those movies! I would've died if I hadn't watched them" She said dramatically, remembering when she first saw spirited away when she was younger. From then on she had been obsessed with Miyazaki and his movies, "I still wonder how he comes up with all those Ideas, they're amazing!" She said with a dreamy sigh, then her attention heightened when he mentioned cooking, "Could you really do that? I'd really be able to cook?"

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Haha, sorry cheshire, I got your number confused with Adrian's. I'm off to fix it.

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Yeah, we're getting seven new horses this winter. Doesn't that sound like a party? I work for a trail riding establishment, so we need lots of horses. It costs a shitload to feed them all, and the farrier bill is pretty up there, too. Surprizingly, because of the way we keep the horses, the vet bill is really low.... Except for last June when we had to put one of our best horses down. He had a tumor in his colon and they said he wouldn't live no matter what they did. So.... I freakin' loved that horse....

Steel is a sweetie, unlike his friggin' girlfriend. You can do anything to him and he just follows the horse infront of him. Seriously, I kicked him, pulled the reins, screamed and fussed.... That's part of my job after working with a horse for a few weeks. I assure you that I'm not hurting them. Anyway, the point is that Steel doesn't even blink. I turned all the way around in the saddle to take a picture of a leaf that was on his butt and he didn't even stop. It was nuts. I hadn't even worked with him for very long.

My real baby is Navajo, though. He may not be as good as Steel is, but he's got twice as much personality and he was so much more fun to train. This will be my third summer coming up working with him.

Uhmm.... Cowgirl is the most fun. She bucked me off twice. The first time, I broke a fingernail, and it bled all over the place. I thought I was dying, lmfao. The second time I sprained my ankle, and I thought I broke it. So we had to turn around and go back to the barn. :S

My freakin' life, eh? xD

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My favorite is the donkey named Popsicle. Just the name captures its beauty and grace. Hah. I like the name Kahlua though. Sounds hawiian. ( Steel-Cactus was definitely my favorite of the horses though. ) But damn. That is ALOT of horses. I'm guessing you have lots of land.. Or something. I wouldn't know anything about horses. The closest I've gotten to a horse was a pony ride at a pumpkin patch. It was life changing.

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Haha, I have four cats, three fish, and forty-eight (or something like that; I lost count >.<) horses. My cats are George, Yuuki, Serenity, and Angel. Serenity and Angel are twins, named after Criss Angel.... Well, Angel is. Serenity was technically named after Criss Angel's house.... Okay, two of my fish are actually my sister's β€” Oguwari and Banana. I think that's what the other one was.... :S Mine is Lord Dionysis Astharothe Niero Kiev, and he's the ruler of an underwater realm called Hxjyaphysthaah. And for those who don't understand why I add random silent letters into words, it's original spelling was Shafista; but my way definitely looks cooler. Now for the horses. No, no. I'm not actually going to list them all. Just my favourites.

Navajo is my baby, a four-year-old pinto gelding. And then there's my little brother, Pepsi, who is a three-year-old shetland pony. Uh.... Maverick is a Morgan. Cowgirl (the bitch that's bucked me off twice since I bought her, T-T) is a purebred and registered Quarter Horse, as is her buddy Steel-Cactus. Zoe, Jade, Cookie, Dove, Max, Kahlua, Pepper, Handsome, Flare.... And these are just the ones I favour. There's totally more. Oh! We have a donkey named Popsicle!

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Haha! I want a David Boreanaz cat. My cat is evil looking. He's all white with these intense green eyes that can see through your soul. He's old though. Older than me. He's around seventeen and leaves the wonderful gift of throw up on my carpet when I come home.

Then theres my dog Dolce.. She looks like a dobby thing from Harry Potter. Eh.

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Haha, well thanks... I think. But my big fancy chair is actually a little uncomfortable; my fireplace is a small electric heater; and my bald cat, Buttons.... A six-month-old black and white with a round head and round eyes and a stupid look on her face. Her name is Serenity, and her brother, Angel, looks like the kitten version of David Boreanas... or however his name is spelled.

Sounds fun though. I wish I could be that evil.

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Ahah. xD Oh no, I see you as.. Hmm,

A highly intellectual, and sophisticated young lad sitting in a very fancy big chair next to a fireplace with a bald cat named Buttons.

Oh yes, fits you oh so perfectly. :3

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What? Who, me? No, no. You don't want me; I'm all tough and gamy and....

Haha, no I'm kidding. You are my Juice-chan, and I am your darling. Wow, do I ever sound whipped. :D But whips are okay as long as they're used in moderation. xD

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You know what? I just declared you as my darling.

You. Are. My. Dar-ling.

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Haha, that totally reminded me of that one scene in Bruce Almighty where Bruce is bashing God, and he's like.... Uh... what'd he say? Oh I don't remember something about something of God's raining down upon us. And all I remember after that is, "That's not rain!"

Haha, hello Paco the Mermaid. I'm a rainbow zebra in a tutu. xD

Yep. A straight arrow type. Fun to screw. Screw with, rather. -shifty eyes- Especially when they're as pretty as Sebby is. :D

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Hah.

"Hey, look at that beautiful rainbo--HAIL!!"

lmao.

Any hoo, thats really handy. :3 Thanks, Although I'm sure Adrian won't be going outside unless dragged. He's such a little grump.

And yes! Juice-Chan is so awesome.
I gotta get this out of my system though; My real name is Paco and I'm a mermaid.



--- "He'll put up a fight until he realizes that it feels good.... Then he'll fight again when he realizes he's being dominated, lmfao "

I laughed so frikking hard at this. xD I love Sebby. He seems so uptight and professional you just can't help but mess with him.

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It might be a good idea if I tell everyone now: I will update the date and weather as the date and weather changes. If it randomly starts snowing in your post when I've stated that it's 15ΒΊC and freakin' beautiful out... I'll refer you back to the 'Places' tab. Yep. That's where it is. Convient, easy to find. Just click the link there (there's only one) and read away. This is actually recommended so that people who aren't aware of the surroundings are. Yup. So go read that. Please?

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@SuckOnMyJuiceBox: I'm seriously going to start calling you Juice. Or Juice-chan....

Anywhoodles, yeah. I'd almost drag John into the closet myself. He's gorgeous, and hilarious.... I'd also like to drag poor Sebby into the closet. I won't mind a bit.... He might, but I won't. He's tired and a little disoriented this afternoon, and he'll be like that tomorrow, too. Damn reports due at midnight.... -shakes fist- He'll put up a fight until he realizes that it feels good.... Then he'll fight again when he realizes he's being dominated, lmfao.

I love the thing about throwing pencils at the ceiling to see if they stick. I laughed so hard I could barely type straight, lol.

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lmao. I can totally see that. xD And yeah, He's so adorable in an odd way. :3 I wanna drag him into the janitors closet and do bad things. *Ahem Ahem* I mean... Yeah, nevermind. Thats what I mean't. >:D

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@SuckOnMyJuiceBox: Hahaha! I love John! He's so... entertained! It'll be fun trying to resist him.

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Haha! Thanks guys. I do what I can ; )

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@SuckOnMyJuiceBox: Oh my God! Thanks! Love the name by the way. Very suggestive. I love John, too! We'll just see how Sebby takes this.... :] Haha, call him Sebby, like I do. He hates it. That's why he doesn't talk to his mother anymore, lmfao.

@PishPosh: Thank you! You're a freakin' RPG-saver! -big hug-

@TheHaze: Aww.... I can't see it right now. I wasn't supposed to be on this long anyway....

@All: I may not be able to post this week.... So, just run around, beat people up.... Befriend eachother, whatever you want. Please don't kill anyone yet.... I lost my mop, and I'm not very good at cleaning anyway....

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Whoah. That was hella weird. It was like.. Hah. I dont even know. xD

Gave me shivers. >:3

PishPosh: [ I love your name. ] Welcome! :D *Fist pump* Yeaah, home dawg.

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Anyway, since my character has schizophrenia on crystal meth, I found something that would probably constitute the sounds in his head. (http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/244135) This is just WHOA.

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Hey guys! Just added two doctors. I hope they are satisfactory : )