Oh my gosh I have a soap idea that I really wanna do
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Thread Topic: Oh my gosh I have a soap idea that I really wanna do
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Damien turned his pistols into a double-barelled shotgun and blew away the illusion. "Mel, in my jacket pocket, and hang on. I think I see where we must go." He turned the gun back to pistols and made sure they were loaded, "I'm gonna send these things to Hell!"
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With a lot of concentration, Melanie was finally able to shrink herself into a smaller version of herself and she ran over to Damien, though she wasn't sure if she could climb up him quick enough. The voices seemed to be louder, and they seemed to get louder at the second.
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Damien picked Melanie up and put her in his pocket. "The guards gave me a nickname, since they'd have competitions fighting me. They called me..." He shifted his hands and turned the pistols into a scythe, "The Grim Reaper!" Damien ran forward towards the evil in front of him. "Burn in Hell!" He turned and deflected an object, sending it back to its sender. He then jumped to dodge a dog like creature, cutting it as it passed under him. "I hope you're hanging on!"
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Melanie really was holding on, practically for her life, though she couldn't die in her mind... could she? If she could, then she wouldn't mind. Maybe it would be a peaceful death.
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Damien stopped slightly concerned. "Uh, Mel... We're about half way, but we're currently surrounded... What do you want me to do?" He said trying his hardest not to sound worried. They were surrounded by almost every creature in the demented city. "Mel..."
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Melanie just shook her head as she tried to ignore everything. "I can't," she said, her voice sounded like she was pleading a little. "I can't do this yet. I'm not ready. I can't do this yet..."
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"I guess I'm on my own." Damien muttered. He turned the scythe bck to the pistols and stood in a 'T'-shape. "Come on!" As he yelled, the monsters rushed him. He fired away with ludicrous speed. Killing the monsters as the worked their way down the streets. Eventually they were slowly getting closer to the intersection where he stood.
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