Wanna make an anime soap opera?
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Thread Topic: Wanna make an anime soap opera?
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Name: Chiyo
Age: 9
Abilities: Can enter people day and night dreams -
Ivana raised a blonde eyebrow "In league with the devil?" she snorted. Nat came back out, looking bored.
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Amy grabbed her large hammer, and left the house. She never, ever left her home without it, just incase any perverts happened to be lurking around.
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"Yeah, bakas." Itacou snorted.
Chiyo hid behind a fat pole, staring at a three year old boy snoozing under a tree. -
Amy Rose began to feel drowsy. It'd been three days since she last slept. She perched herself under a tree, and dozed off.
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The boy smiled, as did Chiyo. "Another good dream sent to those deserving it." she said to herself, then noticed a pink hedgehog under the next tree over. "Amy Rose, very deserving." she said, concentrating.
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A shy, petite smile crept across Amy's face. It was true. She had deserved a good dream, since she had been traumatized by a series of unfortunate events. So much blood and death.
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Chiyo then skipped over to the nearest bench, and sat down. She watched the clouds, birds, and people pass by.
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Amy awoke a few minutes later, yawning. Satisfied with the fact that she had finally slept. But there was a note on her shoe.
"3AM. TOMMOROW NIGHT.", it read. -
:O Three a.m is, like, my mom's least favorite time of the day
xD Once she sat up the whole night, and screamed like Hell when the clock struck three
"With every good dream, comes a jolt of reality." Chiyo mumbles, yawning. -
xD
Amy flipped it over.
"YOU'D BETTER VISIT ME, TOMMOROW, SWEET CHEEKS. OR ELSE!!!" -
My dad had to calm her down for at least half an hour
My sister and I were just laughing the entire time......
She turned over on her side, and gently closed her eyes. She didn't really sleep the way most do. While she slept, she could see and hear everything around her perfectly. -
'"Or else", what?' Amy pondered, terrified. Her eyes widened in fear and shock. What kind of a crazy stalker would send something like THIS?!
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Sensing fear, she tuned to the source. Amy Rose, huh? Sucks for her.
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Her phone blurted out another shrill ring.
'Hello?' she panted.
'Now listen, Sweet Cheeks.' that same cold, harsh voice instructed. 'You are to come alone. No one else. Oh, and don't bring that hammer. You won't be needing it where YOU'RE going!'
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