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Post by Rojo on Feb 12, 2009 14:58:38 GMT -5
Yes.
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Post by Seven on Feb 12, 2009 16:27:31 GMT -5
SWEET! I ish so smart!!! *dumb grin*
I mean... *ehem*
I look around the room, searching under the bed, between the sheets, look for any draws, anything at all that.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 12, 2009 16:59:10 GMT -5
You find nothing.
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Post by Seven on Feb 12, 2009 17:02:51 GMT -5
Damn. I realize how tired I'm feeling though, so I decide to get some rest now that I can, laying down in the bed to go to sleep.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 12, 2009 17:26:25 GMT -5
You fall asleep easily.
During your nap you feel a sort of numbness in your left hand. But you sleep on. You are awoken by a sharp pain! Jolting up with a start, you feel an emmense pain in your left hand! It's under the covers at the moment.
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Post by Seven on Feb 12, 2009 20:48:44 GMT -5
"Ack!" I quickly spring up, tumbling out of bed. I look at Salzar, then to the bed, trying to figure out what just happened.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 13, 2009 12:17:32 GMT -5
It would appear your index finger has been cut off.
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Post by Seven on Feb 13, 2009 18:46:17 GMT -5
I scream. I've lost my finger! For one brief second, I wonder if I might regrow it, like my father regrew his thumb when he accidentally cut it off one day it his restaurant. Somehow, I doubt I'll have that luck.
I am in pain.
I look around for the missing finger.
I am in great pain.
I am suddenly filled with great anger. Someone will pay for this. I look for my culprit as well.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 14, 2009 8:42:33 GMT -5
A bandage has been placed around the finger, and it appears to have stopped bleeding. However, you are still in blinding pain.
You can't seem to find finger nor culprit anywhere.
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Post by Seven on Feb 14, 2009 18:19:30 GMT -5
I check my inventory, to see if anything else was taken.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 14, 2009 19:01:10 GMT -5
You find your SHOTGUN SHELLS have been taken!
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Post by Seven on Feb 15, 2009 16:44:33 GMT -5
I check to see that I still have the gun.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 15, 2009 17:09:11 GMT -5
Gun? You never had a gun.
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Post by Seven on Feb 16, 2009 12:37:22 GMT -5
Yes I did. I had the gun from the second to last room. You know, where they made MURDER someone? I never put it down.
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Post by Rojo on Feb 16, 2009 12:39:33 GMT -5
Gun? You don't murder people with guns. You shoot people with TOILET BRUSHE(s). That's what you did.
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