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Post by Shmoie on Aug 24, 2007 23:36:53 GMT -5
OOC: SURE WOULD. -_-
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Post by Zoodle on Aug 25, 2007 2:19:38 GMT -5
OOC: YEAH, THAT SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA. *wink wink* xP
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Post by Bananachan on Aug 29, 2007 3:24:46 GMT -5
OOC: Okay, okay. I'll post. Finally. Because Onee-chan (AKA Eve) won't allow me to go to sleep until I do. And because I'm afraid of you. All of you. Especially those of you who know where I sleep... which brings us back to the 'not allowed to do so until I post.' Anyway... *hopes she can get this right*
"Er, yeah, I've got her number here." Zach responded, and fumbled aorund in his pocket for a few moments before withdrawing his phone. He flipped it open and then scanned through his phone book before arriving at his cousin's cell phone, which was in it mostly for convenience's sake since they lived together. "Fraya, did you need this for something...?" He asked, trailing off. He wasn't sure why Fraya would want to call Tasha right now, or for what other purpose she needed the number at that moment, when it seemed they were just meant to follow her to God knows where.
OOC: OH GOD THE SHORTNESS. ~.~
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Post by blackninjawolf88 on Aug 29, 2007 13:08:45 GMT -5
ooc: Woot!
ic: Fraya's eyes never left the road as she dug in her pocket for her own cell phone. "Yes I need it so I can talk to her, being as I have no idea where we're going or what we should be doing. " she paused her stream of speach as her hand finally found the smooth edge of her cell phone. "okay." she said yanking it out of her pocket and flipping it open. "her number please."
ooc: whats wrong with short? x3
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Post by Zoodle on Aug 29, 2007 19:21:35 GMT -5
OOC: Yayzorz, Korri joineded! Now it's time for... me to post? No... Trash-can? Uh... I don't know... O.O
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Post by Shmoie on Aug 30, 2007 1:44:40 GMT -5
OOC: *shrug* Don't really mattah ^.~ Whoever wants to.
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Post by Zoodle on Aug 30, 2007 23:28:36 GMT -5
OOC: Myar... 'tis a truthiness of which you speak. I'm not feeling creative at the moment, so I'll pass for now. Maybe I'll post tomorrow.
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Post by Zoodle on Sept 10, 2007 14:40:22 GMT -5
OOC: ... or the next day...
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Post by blackninjawolf88 on Sept 11, 2007 19:34:11 GMT -5
OOC: O___O Come on people! Get with the program. If we dont get out of there soon the zombies will get us!
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Post by Zoodle on Sept 12, 2007 13:41:36 GMT -5
OOC: True, but for some reason, I have no creativity lately... it sucks! T-T
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Yoko
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BAD KRYCEK! NO DOUGHNUT!!
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Post by Yoko on Sept 16, 2007 23:31:17 GMT -5
GET ON WITH IT!! XD the character in my head is SO EAGER to burst forth!!! Actually, he doesn't care one way or the other. But I'm excited. And BORED. Why does rehearsal get out so late that I can't talk to you people??? T^T
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Post by Zoodle on Sept 19, 2007 15:44:41 GMT -5
OOC: I'm sorry! I just can't come up with anything lately >_>
And besides, Korri's just been asked a question, so she should be the one to post! So she's in trouble, not me... xD
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Post by Bananachan on Sept 19, 2007 20:37:06 GMT -5
OOC: I JUST POSTED! >.< Fine. Even though I have nothing to say. So this is disgustingly short in a practically-one-liner way.
"Uh, sure." Zach said, and fumbled around with the buttons on his phone until her cell's actual number showed up. "Let's see... 569... 4572." He explained, and closed his phone, pocketing it. "Oh, shoot, did you get that?" He asked, suddenly realizing that it was possible Fraya might need him to repeat the number.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Sept 20, 2007 1:26:41 GMT -5
OOC: Fraya-pants then?
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Post by Zoodle on Sept 23, 2007 12:36:58 GMT -5
OOC: Meh, I'll try to post. Hopefully it won't end up exploding in everyone's faces.
IC:
Drake looked out the back window, as the van turned a corner. The bodies were out of sight, and Drake loosened slightly in his seat.
"You can open your eyes now, Cindy. Sorry about the long wait." Drake sighed, almost smiling as he turned to look at the truck Tasha was driving down the road. Even though she's a total jerk, at least we've got Tasha slightly on our side. I guess she did kinda save us back there, so that's gotta count for some ounce of human caring. Of course, she was also saving herself, so maybe she didn't even think about anyone else. God, she's so selfish! Wait... that's not what I was thinking about... we'll get to this safe place, wherever it is, and then maybe I could tell Cindy that... yeah... or maybe she'll be in trouble, and I can save her, and then she'll fall in love with me! And then I'll kill all the... oh... yeah... get a hold of yourself, you've just been rambling on for who knows how long! Maybe they asked me a question, and I didn't answer! Maybe it was Cindy! Oh god, now she hates me!
Drake finally snapped himself from his internal ramblings, and shook his head. "Hey... is anyone else hungry? I haven't eaten since lunch, and then I just had a sandwich. I think it was ham... there was some nice cheese, and some mustard... and... I mean... uh... sorry..." He slipped his hands in his pockets, and slid lower in his seat. He didn't like having attention, as it made him feel like people would see more of his faults.
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