S-STOP!
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Thread Topic: S-STOP!
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*NOISE OF PROTEST*
*but eyes fade back to normal*
*attempts to squirm awaaaay*
Peter: I can't hear you~
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Paisley: *smirks* *and spins, slashing again*
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Ruairi: ..Or we can wait a little longer. I'll protect you.
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Darryl: *derp* *clings tightly* ;w; I feel so weak like this. -
Shiloh: Show me your wings.
Ansel: *glares* f--- ME!
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Pitch: *blocks blow, quickly striking with force*
Crowley: *man scream* PITCHSTOPYOUR'EGOINGTOHURTHER!
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Melina: I don't mind whichever, Ru.
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Waylon: ..You're..a girl.. *duh waylon* -
Wesley: My.. Wings? Why?
Peter: Oh~~~? Are you sure?
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Paisley: *huff* You better not be holding back, Daddy!
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Ruairi: *intense thinky face*
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Darryl: ..And? -
Shiloh: *jerks deeper inside* Now.
Ansel: JUST LET ME GO.
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Pitch: Do I really want to hurt my princess? *grins*
Crowley: GUARDS!
Pitch: *steps back, lowering sword* Must you?
Crowley: Yes. e.e"
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Melina: *stares*
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Waylon: *sets down* I've never.. touched a girl with the exception of my sisters.. -
Wesley: *winces* *slowly unfolds black wings, extending them as far as possible*
Peter: Hm~ *nuzzles* I think not.
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Paisley: .. *throws sword down* *angrily* Can't I have a bit of fun, Crowley? Do you think I can't protect myself? I doubt you'd even let me help if Dad said yes! You must think I'm weak and you have to protect me. You don't. *storms out*
Porter: ..Girl trouble, huh?
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Ruairi: I-I dunno what to do now..
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Darryl: *poker face* And? -
Shiloh: *pulls out* *reaches for knife* You have nice wings.
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Crowley: ..*slowly moves back over to throne, slouching* *saaad*
Pitch: *picks sword up and hands them to Ainsley*
Ainsley: *leaves*
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Melina: *leans up and kisses*
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Waylon: I.. I can't. -
*Ansel: *closes eyes* I'm going to kill you.
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Wesley: I-I do?
Peter: You can try but I doubt you will. :P
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Porter: Mr. Crowley, don't worry. She doesn't mean that. Well, she does, but she totally still loves you. You should talk to her. Am I right, Daddy?
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Ruairi: *kisses back*
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Darryl: Can't what? -
Shiloh: Mhm.. So I'm going to take them, alriiight~?
Ansel: *hisses*
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Crowley: *looks down*
Pitch: Yes.
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Melina: *nibbles his lip lel*
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Waylon: It's hard.. .w. -
Wesley: NO! *tries to put them away*
Peter: Now.. Do you like it hard?
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Porter: *opens a portal* Go talk to her! Now!
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Ruairi: M-Mels..
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Darryl: How..? -
Shiloh: *grabs one, hard* Stop it.
Ansel: *eyes darken* No.
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Crowley: *looks up and glares*
Pitch: Now, Wright.
Crowley: *grumbles, standing* Fine. *steps in*
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Melina: *and now licks*
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Waylon: I.. *blurts out* YOU LOOK HOT. -
Wesley: *cries out* Please, don't! They're one of the only things my sister likes.. Let me keep them.. ;~;
Peter: Then soft and fast?
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Porter: ..He's got a stick up his ass.
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Paisley: *curled up under bedcovers*
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Ruairi: If you don't stop I'm gonna get hard..
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Darryl: o//o *blush* -
Shiloh: Why should I?
Ansel: I don't want you to f--- me anymore. *hides grin*
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Pitch: *furrow brows* His stepfather has somethin to do about it. Sadly, he won't tell me what has him.
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Crowley: ..Paisley?
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Melina: *wraps legs around waist, giggling*
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Waylon: *looks away* .//. -
Wesley: ..I-I can do anything for you. Anything at all.
Peter: Something tells me that's a lie~
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Porter: He's a butt all around.. I don't like him that much--
Adric: PITCHY!
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Paisley: .. *peers out at him*
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Ruairi: Are you doing this on purpose?
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Darryl: *intense stare* .. *hugs him* -
Shiloh: Hm.. Just one cut. *stabs through one wing*
Ansel: Yeah? If we do this- *lowly* you'll let me go, right?
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Pitch: Porter, that's how- Adric! *arms out*
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Crowley: *slowly walks over and sits* I'm sorry, Paisley.. For being so tedious and conrolling. Please don't be mad at me.
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Melina: *innocent face* Doing what on purpose?
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Waylon: *small yip of shock*
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