The String
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Thread Topic: The String
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Myriad had curled up on the bench with his hood pulled over his face, appearing to be crying
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Belladonna looked around, unsure of what to do. So she curled up under the tree and buried her face in her knees in a fetal position.
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"myriad what wrong?" Screech said running over to myriad.
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Myriad flinched when he heard screech and quickly looked in his direction, looking scared
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(sprinkledspice, I got 100% on your would you date me quiz)
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(keep that info the hell out of my RP)
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(well it's not mine but still)
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(Here, I'll do it for you. Keep that info out of my rp)
Belladonna buried herself deeper and deeper until she felt as if she were in a small dark tunnel. She heard silvery voices.
It's all your fault.
You ruined everything.
You should leave. -
Screech hugged myriad. "What's wrong." Screech asked in a calming voice.
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Myriad just shook his head and curled in on himself, still shaking.
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The voices grew progressively worse and worse. She shook her head. She wasn't going to just sit here, being of no use to anyone or anything.
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Screech tried his best to calm down myriad.
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Myriad slowly calmed down, clinging to Screech. "Sorry" he mumbled softly
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Belladonna stood up. She had to find Screech and Myriad. She checked her reflection in a puddle and found that a purple bruise was blooming under her chin. That was to be expected.
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