Yes, I screwed up but I'll find a way to fix it-
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Thread Topic: Yes, I screwed up but I'll find a way to fix it-
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(I have to go for a while. Bye, Rosi.)
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Norman: We put them on the cookie pans.
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Adric: How can I not?
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Tarenton: ..Are you seriously going to obey him?
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Inez: *smirk* *adds a finger*
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Janice: How?
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Marlee: Everyone always loves someone, even if they think they don't.
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Star: .//. Maybe?
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Lyric: *loud moan* NNNN! -
Norman: Just by placing them on the pans, dear. :P
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Adric: I guess. :I
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Tarenton: ....-3- No.
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Inez: *smirks, pulling his hand out* -
Janice: *does so*
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Marlee: *rubs eyes* *lays down on her side* I'm cold.
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Star: *eyes turn black* *extends claws, raising hands to slice the bars in half*
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Lyric: ;A; Nuuuu! -
Norman: Good. *into the oven they go*
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Adric: *brings up the covers*
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Jomo: Don't you dare let that demon out. *drags her away*
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Inez: *laughs before slipping his hand back in* -
Janice: .w. Now what?
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Marlee: *snuggles into them* Do you have a girlfriend?
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Star: D: Daddy! *SCREAMS* *flails arms*
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Lyric: *waiting* -
Norman: We wait. Which is going to take a while so- in the meantime, what do you want to do?
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Adric: She... killed herself..
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Tarenton: Hey! Let her go!
Jomo: *leads her out into the halls*
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Inez: *continues to finger but this time faster* -
Janice: ..I dunno. *shrugs*
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Marlee: Aww, Grandpa Adric! *opens arms* Cuddle it out with me.
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Star: *le starts kicking and fighting* I WANT DADDY!
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Lyric: *little cry* Uuuh! Nnnnngh. -
Norman: Nothing in mind? :I
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Adric: *cuddles, sighing*
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Jomo: No. He's a bad person. *into Sybil's office they go*
Sybil: And I trusted you. Tck. Shame on me.
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Inez: *harder* -
Janice: Nothing at all. I don't like thinking.
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Marlee: *falls asleep*
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Star: ...Dick. *crosses arms, pouting*
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Lyric: *loud moan* -
Norman: That makes two of us..
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Sybil: Bad girl. That's word that should stay out of your mouth. *laughs* Literally. :P
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Inez: *shoves her bottom clothes off* -
Janice: Er.. We could.. *trials* *lol nope*
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Why? Because its what's in your pants?
*puts hands on hips*
*sticks tongue out*
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Lyric: *little squirm* -
Norman: What?
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Sybil: Why, yes.
Jomo: Sir Sybil.. .-.
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Inez: *pulls his fingers out, shoving his own off* -
Janice: I forgot. ;w;
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Hmph! I can say it all I want.
*stomps over to Sybil*
Dick. >:3
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Lyric: *spreads legs, biting finger*
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