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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:35:09 GMT -7
"Find out by yourself." Rosie whimpered.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 17:41:29 GMT -7
Daemon stalked over to her and grabbed her hand, but with a softness unknown to demon-kind. He inspected the ring, removing it from her hand, before vanishing in search of the person having given it to her.
ooc;; Who is it? Fasna?
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:42:24 GMT -7
ooc.
Yes Ma'am.
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:43:00 GMT -7
Rosie didn't care if he took it. It was over. Daemon didn't love her. She felt dead inside, an empty void.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 17:48:39 GMT -7
ooc;; Oooh Rosie don't count the chickens before they've hatched ; D
bic;; Daemon appeared before Fasna, his eyes now blood red as he melted the ring in his palm. He looked positively deadly as he stepped toward the man. "I will tell you once; stay away from Rosie, do you understand?!"
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:53:04 GMT -7
"You don't love her. Rosie cried for you. She yearned for you. You didn't care. Maybe you should stay away." Fasna said as he smirked with such ignorance. His smiled dropped. "Rosie's about to commit suicide." Fasna said as he disappeared from sight.
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Rosie had cut her wrist with a piece of glass that she conjured up. She was bleeding rapidly, she was slipping in and out of conscienceness.
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:54:22 GMT -7
CHICKENS?
Were? D:<
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Aug 6, 2010 17:54:45 GMT -7
ooc;; Suicide is not a gesture of romance, and Stephenie Meyer should be shot.
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:56:05 GMT -7
ooc.
I know.
But Rosie be a part of me and my life. *Coughs*
Yep.
TWILIGHTSUCKS.
Nuff' Said.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 17:58:14 GMT -7
ooc;; Have you seen the new movie trailer for Vampires Suck? ;D
Oh Rosie, honestly. So dramatic. He's just going to think she's weak D:
bic;; Daemon growled with vehemence, wanting nothing more than to go after him and slit his throat. But instead, he transported, going to where Rosie was (sitting? laying?) and grabbed her by the collar, lifting her from her pooling blood. "You are a pitiful excuse of a life, Rosie!"
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 17:59:25 GMT -7
ooc..
Cause She[Rosie aka Meh] Is.
*Sigh**Bad Memories*
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:02:42 GMT -7
"Why does it matter.. Let me die. I deserve nothing more." Rosie's eyes fluttered open, her dark eyes now a clear, white color.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:04:05 GMT -7
Daemon growled, and without a word, pressed his mouth to hers in a passionate kiss. He pulled away a moment later, glaring at her. "Selfish bitch!" He was angry, and hurt, and turmoiled. He set her down, turning to leave. He couldn't just watch her die. It would make his resolve crumble, and he wouldn't have it.
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:04:37 GMT -7
ooc.
MYIPODISAWASTEOFCRAP. D:<
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:07:56 GMT -7
ooc.
No You Are, D:<
bic.
Rosie's wounds began to heal. Still unconscience, her dad's voice popped out of nowhere.
You can't die yet, my darling..
"But why.." Rosie said.
You can't die yet..
"Father!" Her voice echoed, father..
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