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ooc: CRIT POST, IT'S HAPPENING
Not enough whoring? Too much whoring? Want me to change her default icon? Did I base too much of her personality on a song lol? Or do you really, really like Cynthia's boobs?
ONLY YOU CAN PREVENT SHITTY CHARACTERIZATION. RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW. Anon is on, ip log is off!
Alternatively, my AIM is super hitsuyou--tell me to cut that shit out in real -
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This seems familiar. Another recurring dream? -
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Something tells me an ice pack isn't gonna do much for this burn. Shit, I can barely move it.
What a fitting way to spend my Discedo "anniversary", whenever that was, again. At least this time it's not my blood I'm covered in.
God, burning flesh is like the grossest thing ever. Euuch... -
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Ugh. My head... I think I had too much to drink last night.
...The church? But--ffffuck, ow. Where did that even--
Um. ...Hi? Could I get some help over here? I feel like I'm gonna pass out or something... I am so hungry, christ. -
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[over harsh static, faint crying noises can be picked out.
something that sounds like--ripping, or is that just the white noise?
some kind of whispering, but it's impossible to make out the words.]
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I guess everyone's getting something again. I found my makeup on the floor outside, too. I had it with me then. I remember dropping it when I saw him, running through the door only to find it was a dead endWhile I'm here: I thought I was fine without getting it out, but after what happened recently... maybe not. I've been here for a while, but I ( Read more... ) -
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Ugh. I keep getting shaky and asjfeeling lightheaded on and off. iI guess it's 'cause of the chooips i knew iii should ve gotten it taken out. Or I should have known.
Something happened to Eileen again. She hasn't...
I don't know what to do.
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I'm not feeling so well. Actually--I think I'm gonna be si -
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[over the sound of running in heels, Cynthia's voice comes in, panting:]
Dem--
Could I ask you... a favor?
Ouch, goddammit, I'm tossing these things. -
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[LOCKED to Henry]
Since it seems like you know way more about it than me...
Think you could tell me why I died?
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...This is ridiculous.
This dream is way too weird. I really need to get laid or something.