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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 13:14:12 GMT -5
[Of course I'm right. I'm L-at least, in our cosplay group.]
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 13:22:40 GMT -5
[... You're in a cosplay group?]
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 13:26:08 GMT -5
[We're planning one. Me, Georgia, Laura, Anise, Irene, Maggie Thomas.]
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 13:31:52 GMT -5
[Oh]
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 14:07:51 GMT -5
[Yep. We need a Matt...]
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 14:08:23 GMT -5
[Anise, I guess?]
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 14:08:52 GMT -5
[Not for our cosplay group, for this RP]
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 14:09:33 GMT -5
[Well, yes, but she doesn't like RP]
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 14:09:49 GMT -5
(I know. She's the only other active member. XP)
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 14:10:55 GMT -5
[I'll ask her]
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 14:38:23 GMT -5
[She won't, so I'll be Matt. When the characters aren't texting, I tend to use third person. Like I'm writing a fanfic!] Mello turned to Matt. "The sheep's not getting here for a while." Matt shrugged, eyes on his game. "Okay." Mello's phone buzzed.
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 14:42:43 GMT -5
Near [text]: I assume you left him breathing? I'll be there within twenty minutes.
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 14:50:26 GMT -5
Mello: (text) Breathing? Yeah, yeah. Twenty minutes. (Talking) He glanced up at Matt, smirking. "We have twenty minutes, Matty. What do you wanna do?" Matt rolled his eyes, but blushed all the same. CENSORED FOR THE SAKE OF THE NON-FANGIRLS.
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 14:56:33 GMT -5
.... Near said within twenty minutes...
Near: [Knocks loudly on door] (Speaking) I suggest that you cease any activities that you may not want me to become aware of.
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 15:02:18 GMT -5
Mello jumped, stepping away from Matt and straightening his clothes as much as he could. He smoothed down his hair and opened the door. "You said twenty minutes," he spat. "The kid's in the spare room. Second door on the right." Matt waved embarrassedly. "Hi, Nate. Thanks for knocking, at least."
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 15:23:26 GMT -5
Near ignored the two and their comments and started for the hall. "Let's move," said the white-haired boy, and his four armed guards followed. In the room, a young boy sat with his mouth heavily taped. He was wrapped in a combination of duct tape, ropes, and bungee cords in order to keep him imobilized. Beneath his feet, Mello had set a stack of chocolate bars, taunting him with the fact that he couldn't do anything. Near glanced at the wrappers to see if they were anything good, but imediatley lost interest- milk chocolate. Tasteless, that Mihael. Finally, Near asked his first question. "Don't you think you're a bit young to be 'passing judgement' on criminals?"
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 15:26:32 GMT -5
Mello leaned against the door jamb, noting how Near looked at his chocolate with disdain. The boy in the chair laughed. "Heh, heh, like Phineas and Ferb. Yes. Yes I am."
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 15:28:34 GMT -5
When was Louis ungagged?
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Post by emmathechocoholic on Mar 31, 2013 15:30:28 GMT -5
A few minutes before you arrived.
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Post by Andrew on Mar 31, 2013 15:42:28 GMT -5
In the room, a young boy sat with his mouth heavily taped. Just sayin'. :D Anyway.... For the first time since the death of Yagami, Near actually had to force himself not to grin. He had warched the Disney show a few times before, as it was one of the less depressing-in-terms-of-the-future-of-society American children's programs. However, in this case, such a reference only made him seem obnoxious rather than clever. "Answer the question- why do you posess such an ability?"
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