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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:08:03 GMT -7
ooc;; Awww  |
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:09:00 GMT -7
It Won't Charge Right.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:12:24 GMT -7
Daemon stopped a few feet from her, his fingers massaging the bridge of his nose. "This is ridiculous," he hissed.
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:18:05 GMT -7
ooc.
Me: She's Still Unconsciencous you idiot~! *Yells At Daemon*
-Technically shes still dead-
bic.
Rosie was transported back into her old memories..
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Young Rosie was carefully picking apples with her father. "You're a natural." Her father, Demise, said to his small daughter. "Because I got choo!" Rosie giggled as she kissed her fathers cheek. "You go back to mommy." Rosie nodded at her fathers orders. Rosie scrambled to her moth-. "MOMMY?!" Rosie shrieked at her bloody body. Dragons covered her body with a white sheet. "Mommy!" Rosie ran to her lifeless body but was held back by strong arms. "Do something!" Her words repeated with an echo Do something..
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:20:50 GMT -7
ooc;; He doesn't know that -doesn'tknowwhattodowithDaemon- |
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:25:03 GMT -7
Rosie awoke from her coma. She said nothing, but stood up, not facing Daemon. She knew Daemon would cuss her out. She felt cold, dead, and ghostly. Selfish Bitch Daemon had called her. She couldn't take it. Rosie didn't like being yelled out. She felt hurt. Rosie began to walk away from her /death/ bed. She wouldn't show her face around the forest. Never.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:33:19 GMT -7
ooc;; Jeez, he kissed her and she doesn't even notice =_=
bic;; Daemon heard her move, and turned toward her now. "Where are you going now?!" he demanded, sounding worn out and tired for once.
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:36:05 GMT -7
ooc.
She doesn't care anymore.
:/ She's Like Daemon Now.
bic.
"Stay away from me." Rosie growled as she stopped and turned around. Her eyes were full of hatred for him. Pure. Hate. Rosie swirlved back around and kept walking.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:41:22 GMT -7
Daemon just stared after her, his breathing coming out deeply. "What ... the ... hell?!"
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:44:44 GMT -7
Rosie hated him now. She was fragile, yes, but she hated anyone who dared call her any other name but hers. Especially bitch. And Anyone who toyed with her. Daemon was no exception. "Fuck him." Rosie said to herself as she walked by herself.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:51:23 GMT -7
Daemon shook his head. "Fine then. I was prepared to have you, but no longer. Rosie, you are no longer my problem." He turned and started for the shadows.
ooc;; ooooh this is bad :S
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:53:05 GMT -7
ooc.
:/
Well Rosie Hates Daemon.
Daemon Hates Her. :D
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:54:37 GMT -7
ooc;; BAD SITUATION!!!!!
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Post by Cute on Aug 6, 2010 18:55:09 GMT -7
xD.
*No Ideas*
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Post by Rogue of Night on Aug 6, 2010 18:57:48 GMT -7
ooc;; -pouts- We've dug ourselves a grave.
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