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Wow it's been forever....

HEEYyyyyyy

(hey y'all I'll try to get to this in a day or so. Internet's down at my place and I don't feel like typing everything out on a phone's keyboard. 😅)

"Wait, what's wrong with her?" Jean whispered, grateful to sit. "Yeah, Razor and I killed it." Kit said, jaw clenched. Wise decision, Katherine. Let him know about me...

Name: Carter Wilson Age: 20 Gender: Male Personality: Socially awkward, fails at flirting, kinda shy, but enjoys talking to people. He finds it hard to talk to someone with no reason. Appearance: Dark blonde hair that is wavy and hangs into his brown eyes. Has darker skin, just a tad darker...

Kit swallowed, nervous. "She shouldn't be walking, put her back." Haha, avoiding the question is just going to make him more suspicious. Razor chuckled dryly.

Same thing happened to me today. XD I'm working on the next chapter, so hopefully I'll finish it by tomorrow night. ;)

Heyyyy, how's writing, everyone?

Risk bounded in front of her, stopping her with a glint in his eye. "I can be much more... interesting if you let me..."

Risk grinned. "You don't look too perky right now."

Jean nodded, blinking owlishly. "I'm up, I'm up..." She stood, forgetting about her ankle, then cried out, hopping on her good foot. "Ow, ow, ow..." Kit nodded, turning to run into the room where Zayne and Jean were. "Hey, are you guys okay?"

Kit sighed in the recesses of her mind. Seriously? You scared him... She took control, pushing Razor back and returning to her regular size. She turned to Sky first. "Are you okay?" ~~ Jean started, eyes opening wide. "Wha? What's wrong?"

(She gave Blake one shoe, but she has multiple more. XD)

Razor squeezed the monster in their hands, crushing it with inhuman strength. It clawed at their arms, but the wounds only sizzled and healed. With a lumbering gait, Razor walked to the window and tossed the crumpled monster out. They then turned, seeing Zayne in the doorway. I have it handled, boy.

Let me take over if you want your friend to live, Razor hissed in Kit's head. She didn't even hesitate, moving to the recesses over her mind and letting Razor come forward. Her body expanded, becoming beefy, and her glasses fell to her ear. They stormed into the kitchen, a guttural growl...

(That is truth... It's a sad world nowadays.)

All the other people have fallen behind in the RP, though Imma bout to make a person for @LittleBrownie 's Malachi since cluckcluck is a bit busy. ;)