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Gertrude McFuzz said:
(CASS: Why thank you!

ME: Hey! You're my deputy! Get on my side! Plus I love this language.)
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{Yeah, I like English too, but there are just a lot of times when I'm reading/writing/saying something and I have to stop and think "Why is this a thing?, Why is this not a thing?, etc." about something that I just experienced. People have written whole freaking songs about the many weird bits of the English language. I'm just saying, but whatever.)



Connie suddenly began coughing up blood in large gurgling spurts. Her heart began beating rapidly and her mind struggled to break out of unconsciousness as she struggled to breath.

Up in the attic, Dirk and the other gunners were finishing off the last of the creatures still left from the horde. Dirk placed a well-aimed round through the chest cavity of one of the Runners and scanned for any other threats. Seeing none of the creatures still moving, he stepped back from the window, inserted a fresh 30-round magazine into the M1, and made his way downstairs. He looked around for his sister but couldn't immediately see her, so he assumed that she was simply doing something important and leadership-related somewhere else. He leaned back against the wall for a moment, taking a quick breather. He had been working the powerful Carbine for [insert approximate amount of time battle lasted here] and his right shoulder felt like someone had hit it with a sledgehammer.

(I'm a bit surprised that nobody has noticed Dirk's huge facial scar or the fact that his left eye is blue but his right eye is green yet.
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How do this many people just not pick up on things like that? Most of the time you look right at someone's face when you talk to them, and you just don't see those things...
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trainfullachickens14 said:
{Yeah, I like English too, but there are just a lot of times when I'm reading/writing/saying something and I have to stop and think "Why is this a thing?, Why is this not a thing?, etc." about something that I just experienced. People have written whole freaking songs about the many weird bits of the English language. I'm just saying, but whatever.)



Connie suddenly began coughing up blood in large gurgling spurts. Her heart began beating rapidly and her mind struggled to break out of unconsciousness as she struggled to breath.

Up in the attic, Dirk and the other gunners were finishing off the last of the creatures still left from the horde. Dirk placed a well-aimed round through the chest cavity of one of the Runners and scanned for any other threats. Seeing none of the creatures still moving, he stepped back from the window, inserted a fresh 30-round magazine into the M1, and made his way downstairs. He looked around for his sister but couldn't immediately see her, so he assumed that she was simply doing something important and leadership-related somewhere else. He leaned back against the wall for a moment, taking a quick breather. He had been working the powerful Carbine for [insert approximate amount of time battle lasted here] and his right shoulder felt like someone had hit it with a sledgehammer.

(I'm a bit surprised that nobody has noticed Dirk's huge facial scar or the fact that his left eye is blue but his right eye is green yet.
hmm.png
How do this many people just not pick up on things like that? Most of the time you look right at someone's face when you talk to them, and you just don't see those things...
hu.gif
)
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Avis punched a fist into the air, "We did it!" She crashed downstairs, "We did it! **** yes!" She hugged Dirk, then withdrew, blushing furiously, and raced off down the hall.

(Heh-heh…I forgot the first time…*blush*

ME: Exuberant much?

AVIS: Of course I am! Wouldn't you be! We diiid it! We diiiiiiiiid it!)
 
trainfullachickens14 said:
{Yeah, I like English too, but there are just a lot of times when I'm reading/writing/saying something and I have to stop and think "Why is this a thing?, Why is this not a thing?, etc." about something that I just experienced. People have written whole freaking songs about the many weird bits of the English language. I'm just saying, but whatever.)



Connie suddenly began coughing up blood in large gurgling spurts. Her heart began beating rapidly and her mind struggled to break out of unconsciousness as she struggled to breath.

Up in the attic, Dirk and the other gunners were finishing off the last of the creatures still left from the horde. Dirk placed a well-aimed round through the chest cavity of one of the Runners and scanned for any other threats. Seeing none of the creatures still moving, he stepped back from the window, inserted a fresh 30-round magazine into the M1, and made his way downstairs. He looked around for his sister but couldn't immediately see her, so he assumed that she was simply doing something important and leadership-related somewhere else. He leaned back against the wall for a moment, taking a quick breather. He had been working the powerful Carbine for [insert approximate amount of time battle lasted here] and his right shoulder felt like someone had hit it with a sledgehammer.

(I'm a bit surprised that nobody has noticed Dirk's huge facial scar or the fact that his left eye is blue but his right eye is green yet.
hmm.png
How do this many people just not pick up on things like that? Most of the time you look right at someone's face when you talk to them, and you just don't see those things...
hu.gif
)
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Cass stared for a moment, "Um, guys? Problem."
 
trainfullachickens14 said:
Dirk's face went red as Avis hugged him. Needless to say he was not expecting something like that and hoped that Avis hadn't seen him blushing like that. He sighed heavily and held his aching shoulder as the other students scurried around.
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(ME: Avis, you're cruel. Poor Dirk.

AVIS: Huh?

ME: *sigh*)

charnic44 said:
(Whoa! What did I miss?)
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(Nothing much. The battle's over.)
 

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