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Happyland is innocent
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Zee, Ninastar, GypsyGoth, LemonJam and Braden ordered a rather large taxi (giving our usual driver, Iceman, a lovely day off) and handed their new acquaintance an envelope with their destination. The 5 sat in a tight group - Ninastar and GypsyGoth held hands, the others tried their best to contain their trepidation. On the radio they could hear "Intro" by the XX and Ninastar threw her shoe at the driver, momentarily losing her composure.
They came to a stop and climbed out perhaps a little too patiently. As the driver sped away, the group looked up at their destination. They immediately knew they couldn't do a 'Scooby Doo' and search the place as a group, and decided to have a brief farewell. The gravity of their situation loomed with an irrepressable darkness; one of the 5 would not be enjoying another night's sleep. "I guess this is it..." Ninastar stammered. "Yeah. I'm going to go over here," LemonJam pointed and began to walk. "Wait!" Zee cried and rushed up to him before presenting him with a rose. "Eu sempre vou te amar, Jorje." LemonJam's lip quivered and Braden let out a whimper. They went their separate ways. GypsyGoth harboured a secret wish that if any of the five were to die, it would be her. She couldn't cope well with what she perceived to be guilt - and her hidden love affair with Braden would have to be outed sooner or later. She flicked on a torch and immediately saw a chain dangling from the ceiling in the distance. She knew what she had to do. |
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Claudia, you better not hang yourself :nono:
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So much drama s0b.
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Good luck guys!
Now Shaun quit beating around the bush and get the killing done! :amazed: |
omfg pmsl!!
claudia, if you die!! I cant go on *goes on* |
LemonJam had since dropped the rose, since its thorns were cutting almost as painfully as being separated from Zee. He walked briskly, looking on the floor for weapons to defend himself with. As he stooped to pick up an iron bar, he noticed a dead rat that was in an acute stage of decomposition. "Lush." he thought.
He could hear another detective's footsteps above him, assumedly Ninastar on the top floor. He and Braden shared the first floor, whilst Zee and GypsyGoth had the ground. He shone the torch as if it were a sword, ready to challenge any sinister strangers. Ninastar, meanwhile, regretted picking the top floor. The floor was creaky, and torn pages from books littered it. She could scarcely walk without shaking, and squealed when a bat flew out of one of the shattered windows. Just as she began to think of home, she noticed a twinkling in the distance. |
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Ohh noez
*can see Caitlin falling through the floor* |
I think I actully just had an accident...I'm too nervous :p
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Zee was slightly blushing over his romantic outburst towards LemonJam earlier, and put on his iPod. As he strutted around the ground floor to Kelly Rowland's "Commander" he threw stones hoping to warn off intruders. He hummed along to the music until his torchlight fell upon a rope dangling from the ceiling. Suddenly, his iPod battery expired.
"Tits." he hissed. Braden was getting slightly irritated with the repeated screams above, and half-wished he could put Ninastar out of her misery. He shook his head to ward away such thoughts and took his eye off the floor. He stumbled over a loose floorboard, which exposed a small trinket box underneath. With a gasp of excitement he grabbed it and ran for the stairs, just as GypsyGoth pulled the chain. |
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omgomgomgomgomgogmgomg;odfhgiurhnejhesktdhderth
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So tense.
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