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Attack on DDO EPISODE SEVEN

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6/28/2014 1:05:12 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
"Okay, they"re coming closer."

YYW said, standing on the rooftop of a nearby building, binoculars pressed against his eyes, as everyone was watching a warehouse. The plan was to plant the stolen Humvee in there, along with a breadcrumb trail leading to the Humvee. When they went to search the Humvee, it would be rigged to explode. Nice little bit of fun to add chaos to everything, make the soldiers unwilling to do their job.

Three Humvees pulled up to the entrance to the warehouse, soldiers pouring out of the Humvees and advancing on the warehouse, guns held at the ready. A side door opened in the middle Humvee, with a more familiar man exiting the vehicle, scanning the area around him before walking calmly toward the warehouse.

"Whoa, dude, that"s Major Jifpop." ClassicRobert said, pointing to the very figure. Thett took a phone from his pocket, snapping a few pictures. "Good, maybe he"ll go down in this as well. That"d be a stroke of good luck." YYW mused, a grunt of agreement coming from Mikal.

The major was about to enter the warehouse, but a shout came from the Humvee that grabbed his attention. A soldier had gotten out of the driver"s seat, and was holding something that resembled a landline phone out toward the officer. "Wait, what"s that? I thought all the phone lines were down since the invasion." Wylted asked, curious as to what it could be. Thett turned his phone to the device, taking pictures as YYW examined it.

The device looked like a portable landline, essentially; A box with a rather large antenna extending out from the top of it, with a cord extending out of a small port in the side. A phone was attached to the cord. The entire contraption was large and bulky, much like a suitcase or briefcase.

Jifpop looked back at the soldier, what appeared to be an annoyed look forming on his face, before walking back and grabbing the phone from the soldier, pressing it to his ear. The conversation only lasted a few moments before the soldiers opened one of the doors in the Humvee inside, triggering the explosives and causing the Humvee to detonate in a massive fireball of deadly shrapnel and pain.

YYW nodded slightly toward the explosion. It didn"t take Jifpop out, but he hadn"t expected it to, so he wasn"t really that upset. He put the binoculars back into his pack, picking up his rifle and motioning toward the exit. "Come on guys. Let"s get moving."

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"Now just take it easy. Nothing too sudden." YYW mentored in a soft, calm voice.

ClassicRobert nodded, looking at YYW, then at Mikal, before sighting up on the hunting rifle and peering out of the trees. Fifty yards away was a fine doe that YYW had tracked, and he had figured it was a good time to get any bits of nervousness out of Robert from having to take something"s life. It wasn"t something he enjoyed the thought of doing, but it was a necessary thing to teach, and potentially deadly to Robert or to others if it wasn"t taught.

Classic took a slow, shaky breath in, before dropping the rifle and looking pleadingly back at YYW. "I can"t do this, this is stupid, we should just""he started to protest, but was stopped by a hand on the shoulder from YYW. "Hey, just relax. Take it easy, you"re okay. Just sight up the target," YYW spoke simply, raising Robert"s elbows to their proper positions. "Take a deep breath in," YYW continued, waiting for Robert to inhale, a slow, smoother inhale this time around. "Let it out slowly, and squeeze." YYW finished, watching as Robert slowly exhaled his breath, and put pressure on the trigger.

BANG!

YYW watched as the doe jerked slightly, crashing down to the ground with a slightly audible Thud! YYW grinned a little, clapping Robert"s shoulder in congratulations. "You got it. Come on."

It was a fine doe, just nearing the peak of its growth. The trio knelt down next to it, and YYW produced a knife and a small, metal mug. YYW sank the knife into the belly of the deer, making an incision and placing the cup under the cut, letting the blood of the doe pour into the mug. After it was filled halfway, YYW removed the cup and handed it to ClassicRobert, who took it with a confused look. "Huh? What is this, the drinking of the lifeblood or some spirit sh*t?" Robert questioned, too busy looking down at the blood latte to catch the look and the grin YYW gave to Mikal. The two brothers smiled at each other, before the joking faces vanished, replaced with somber, serious ones. "It"s not "some sh*t", Robert. It"s tradition. Drink up." Mikal spoke, serious in his conviction and with a straight face. Robert looked at Mikal, and then at YYW, who simply nodded in somber agreement, before looking again at the natural drink in front of him. Robert shrugged, sighing slightly before raising the mug to his lips, downing the drinking in one go.

The two brothers turned away, trying their hardest to conceal their laughter. Robert swallowed a few more times, trying to palette the taste of the blood on his tongue. "Wow, it actually"wasn"t as bad as I thought it was going to be." Robert said, which only made the giggling fit worse for the two brothers. "Oh really? What-what was it like?" YYW asked, leaning closer with a smug look plastered on his face. Robert looked at YYW, confused by the question. "Y-you know!" Robert said, only receiving a laugh and hysterical shakes of the head from both YYW and Mikal. "No we don"t." Mikal managed to get out between laughs. YYW wasn"t faring better, practically rolling in the grass. "We never drank that sh*t." YYW confessed to a horrified Robert, who was left sputtering for words.

"What!? What the hell!" Robert finally protested, only making the laughing fits worse for Mikal and YYW. "Dude, that can"t be safe!"

---

Mikal groaned softly, rolling over in his sleeping back in a vain attempt to fall asleep.

He wasn"t very happy with the way things were going right now. Sure, he was happy that they were taking down more and more of the people who invaded his home, and he was happy that they were making some kind of progress, but he thought they could be doing more. There had to be something else that they could do. There were people still trapped down there, being held hostage by foreigners who had no cares or sympathies for innocent lives, and they hadn"t tried to do a single thing to help them or rescue them. It just seemed like a massive waste.

"What if I go and do some recon on my own?" Mikal thought to himself, sitting up and looking around at the rest of the group. Everyone else was asleep. "YYW would be pissed"" Mikal thought to himself, looking over at his brother"s sleeping form, contemplating if it would be worth his brother"s wrath to do. Mikal shrugged, reaching his final decision, before getting up quietly from his spot. "Screw"im. He"s left for far longer than I"ll be gone." Mikal reasoned with himself sourly, softly picking up a pistol and tucking it into his waistline, moving his jacket to cover it before quietly leaving the hideout.

YYW stirred slightly, rolling over in his sleeping bag with a soft sigh.

---

By the time Mikal returned to the hideout, the sun was just starting to lazily peak over the horizon, sending small beams of morning light out over the area. The morning light illuminated a very disheveled, very unhappy YYW, who was sitting on a tree stump outside of the hideout. YYW looked up at Mikal, a face of anger, outrage, and disappointment written on his face. Mikal let out a small sigh, knowing that this was probably going to happen, before starting to walk past YYW.

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6/28/2014 1:10:00 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
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"Look, I know anything I will say is just gonna piss you off, so let"s just not have this conversation." Mikal started to say, but YYW wasn"t having any of it. "Do you have any idea of the risk you placed all of us in when you went off on your own last night?" He asked, standing up and moving in front of Mikal, forcing the confrontation. "Oh well, I guess we"ve both screwed up then." Mikal said sarcastically, but YYW still wasn"t having any of it. YYW put his hands firmly on Mikal"s chest, giving him a hard and rough shove onto the ground. YYW stood over him, now, a face full of judgment and seriousness. "You"re going to get us all killed." He spoke firmly before backing up and turning to walk back into the hideout, leaving his brother lying in the dirt.

This just pissed Mikal off, though, especially considering the night he had. He jumped back up, fishing into his back pocket before angrily throwing a disposable cell phone at YYW"s back, bouncing off of the man before falling to the ground. YYW looked back, then looked down to the phone, then up at Mikal confused.

"That"s how you get to Jifpop." Mikal declared triumphantly. YYW opened the phone up, scrolling through a few pictures, the wheels of thought and planning already turning in his head.

---

"Alright everyone, listen up." YYW said, drawing an area out in the dirt of their hideout. "There will be a rally being held in the square. All of the major leaders of the occupation will be there, as well as Major Jifpop and other military leaders. It will be the best, and probably only chance, we"ll have at taking them out." YYW said, looking around to make sure that everyone was with him so far before continuing. "Same stuff as before. Little car bombs along the side to draw all the soldiers in, scare off any civilians who might still be hanging around after we clear the area, before the big mother-of-all-bombs goes off." YYW finished, pointing to the massive bomb that ClassicRobert held in his hands, comprised with what was left of their C4. Needless to say, anyone standing on the platform would not be among the living after it went off.

YYW looked around at them all. Something was gnawing at him, like a feeling in the depths of his gut that he couldn"t quite reach, couldn"t quite fathom. "We do this, and we"re one step closer to a return to normal. Let"s get going." He said, picking up his rifle and pack before heading out of the hideout, the rest of the group trailing him.

"Easy in and out. Nothing to worry about." He kept telling himself. But the gnawing remained.

---

"How"s things look from the ground?"

"We"re good down here. Anything we should know about from up there?"

"Everything looks normal." YYW said, scanning the square, sharp eyes looking for the slightest discrepancy. Nothing could be seen.

The rally was already underway. None of the major speakers had started their speeches yet, just the warm-ups and crowd pleasers until the "main attraction" showed itself. But the bomb wasn"t set to go off for another few minutes, so things were going according to schedule. "Make sure the car bombs are set. Party starts in two." YYW spoke into the walkie-talkie.

"Right. Setting the charges now." Came the response from zmikecuber. The ground team was him, esocial, endarkened, and Mikal. Thett, ClassicRobert, Wylted, and Bsh were up in an abandoned apartment building, occupying windows that looked out onto the square, rifles trained at the stage.

YYW watched from above as Mikal dropped his pack by one end of a line of parked cars, tossing a line down the underside of the cars to a waiting Esocial, who tied off the line to a hood ornament and pulled the safety from the charge. "Charges are primed and ready to go. We"re clearing out the locals now."

---

Mikal made eye contact with Esocial, getting the nod that everything was set, before turning to the nearest civilian. "Hey, something"s about to go down. You should get out of here." He said, touching the woman"s arm lightly with a reassuring, but serious smile before moving to the next person, repeating the same message as the rest of the ground team did the same. Slowly, but surely, the bystanders started to thin, until it was just the ground team remaining, watching the rally and waiting for the go-ahead to blow the bombs.

Mikal"s eyes wandered off, bored of the speeches after listening to them for only a few moments, and an alleyway caught his attention. A bus sat there, with soldiers loading people in baggy, orange clothing on board, the entire slew of people chained together at the ankles. An old man was having a hard time keeping up, tripping over the chains from old age. One of the soldiers walked in toward the old man, clearly dissatisfied with his progress, and slammed the butt of his rifle against the old man"s back.

That was the last straw for Mikal; he had to do something. "Blow the charges." He said, turning to endarkened and holding his hand out to get the detonator. Endarkened looked at him, a surprised, confused look on his face. "What are you talking about? It"s too soon!" he said, but was too slow to stop Mikal from grabbing the detonator from his hands. "I"m detonating the charges!" Mikal called over the walkie-talkie, already moving toward the bus.

---

YYW watched as Mikal and the rest of the ground team started to disperse the crowd for a few moments before returning his attention to the stage. A solider left his position on the left and began pacing toward the right, exposing more of the VIP guests on the stage to YYW. One of them, a middle aged man who looked very nervous, to the point of squirming in his seat, nervously glancing around the square, looked all too familiar.

"Wait, Thett, isn"t that your dad?" Classic asked, apparently having seen Mayor FREEDO at the same time YYW had.

YYW looked over to his right, watching Thett carefully. Thett just stared straight ahead, his rifle dropping slightly, a shocked look creeping onto his face. "Thett." YYW said carefully. Thett just stared on, off somewhere else. "Thett!" YYW said a little louder, causing Thett to jump a little bit. "You good?" YYW asked cautiously. Thett bit his bottom lip before bringing the rifle back up, staring down the sights. "I"m good." He finally said, a firm look of determination across his face. YYW wanted to say more, wanted to make sure that he was okay, but something else was getting his attention from two seats back from the Mayor.

Another man sat in the back row of the VIP seats, a back straight as a two-by-four, stocky and heavily muscular, a black beret sitting on his head. "What the hell. Look at him. He"s not from Edeb8. That"s a Createdebate soldier, special forces by the uniform." YYW said, pointing him out. "What"s he here for?" Bsh asked, concerned. "The beret says he"s counter insurgency. Whatever he"s here for, he"s a little late"" YYW left it hanging, reading the name badge on the man"s chest as "Lt. Colonel Lannan" before a slight commotion got his attention elsewhere. "Wait, what"s Mikal doing?" Bsh asked, just before the cars went up in a small ball of flame.

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Mikal triggered the car bombs, hearing the roar of the explosions behind him as he ran as fast as he could toward the bus. One of the soldiers looked up from his beating of the old man, noticing Mikal just in time to take a burst of bullets to the chest. The solider who was sitting in the driver"s seat looked over at the gunfire, and began to get out of his seat to receive the same treatment as his comrade, falling down the steps of the bus in a bloody mess.

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6/28/2014 1:14:13 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
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Mikal pulled the second guard the rest of the way out of the bus, leaving him on the pavement before searching his corpse frantically. A hand reaching into a side pocket came out with a small key, and Mikal returned back into the running bus, heading toward the back of the bus. The head of the chain was a young woman, who was still quite distressed from the gunfire. "Hey, hey, lady. Listen. Listen!" he said, holding her head straight and making direct eye contact with her. "I need you to be calm. I need you to unlock yourself and get everyone else unlocked. Can you do that for me? Can you do that?" he said, getting frantic nods from her in response. Mikal nodded, placing the key in her hands before walking back toward the front of the bus.

A few soldiers had started to notice what Mikal was up to and were running his way, firing on the bus. Glass windows shattered around them as Mikal climbed into the driver"s seat, putting the bus in drive. "Hang on!" He yelled out, slamming his foot on the gas and shooting the bus forward onto a cross street.

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"What the hell is Mikal doing?" Robert asked, pointing to Mikal"s scene of killing the two guards near a bus. YYW glanced to him, cursing his brother a thousand times over before looking back at the stage, where Major Jifpop stood, a cocky smile on his face. The two made eye contact, entire battles being waged from the two glances, and YYW only broke it when Jifpop revealed the detonator for their grand finale from behind his back.

They had been set up.

"It"s an ambush! Move!" YYW shouted out, giving just enough warning for people to duck before soldiers popped from behind the stage and out of nearby buildings, opening fire on the apartment.

"YYW! We gotta get out of here!" Robert called, already heading toward the exit. YYW nodded, pushing Bsh toward the exit before turning to Thett. Thett was still standing in the window, staring downward at the stage, which was now becoming packed with soldiers. Father and son were in a stare off, and Thett wasn"t letting in. "Thett! Thett! We got to go!" YYW called, jerking Thett from his mind and moving him out of the window.

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"Mikal! Mikal! What the hell are you doing!?" zmikecuber called from below, jumping back just in time to shield himself from getting knocked over by the shockwave of the car explosions. Zmike looked back up toward the apartments, which were now taking fire from soldiers who had appeared to come from out of nowhere, before looking back to Mikal. "God damnit!" zmike shouted, shaking his head and bringing forward his rifle from under his jacket before following after Mikal. Someone had to back him up.

Zmikecuber had no way to see the soldier sitting in a garage, who, after spotting zmike running with a weapon, aimed his rifle and fired off a stream of bullets.

His body spasmed from the impacts of the multitude of bullets as he collapsed onto the ground, dead before he hit the pavement.

---

"NO!" esocialbookworm screamed out in horror, dismay, shock, agony, and fifty thousand other negative emotions as she watched zmike run down the street after Mikal, as she watched him get gunned down and killed right in front of her eyes, as she watched her fianc"e get murdered right in front of her face. Tears instantly filled her eyes as she cried out in pain, in shock, in grief of her lost lover and companion.

"Hey! Hey! Come on, esocial, we gotta go! We gotta go!" Endarkened whispered loudly into her ear. By the time she had realized what she had done, she was halfway down the street toward where zmikecuber lay before Endarkened caught up with her and pulled her back, placing his arm around her and getting her out of the line of fire. "Come on, we gotta get out of here." He kept saying, letting her sob into his shoulder as he walked her out of the square, tossing their weapons over a fence as they walked, and blending in with the civilian crowd. There wasn"t anything else they could do. They just had to get out and hope that everyone else could do the same.

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"Come on, you damn bus! Go!" Mikal shouted frustrated, keeping his foot pressed to the floorboard as he did his best to weave the bus in between cars as soldiers pursued in trucks, firing on the bus as he drove. Mikal had believed that driving it would be fairly simple, that it would behave like most other vehicles and that he would be able to drive it without too much of an issue.

He had never been more wrong in his life.

Mikal fought the bus to keep it from veering off the street, jerking the wheel to the side to avoid a parked car as a truck pulled in front of the bus, blocking off the road, as soldiers peppered the front windshield with bullets. Mikal leaned down low, getting as much of his body under the dashboard as he could while keeping his foot pressed against the gas pedal, sending the bus crashing into the bed of the truck. The bus was victorious, violently shoving the truck to the side, leaving Mikal with an open road.

"We"re all unchained!" came a call from the backseat. Mikal turned a corner, slamming on the brakes and killing the engine. "Alright, everyone out! Get out of here!" Mikal called, opening up the doors and letting everyone pour out before bailing on the bus as well, high-tailing it out of the city.

---

"Move! Move!" YYW called, staying low to avoid letting anyone on the ground getting a shot of on him. They had prepared this evacuation root ahead of time, in case things went wrong, so they all knew where they were going. They left the room, quickly taking a left and then a right to get into the stairwell.

They started to turn toward the base of the stairs, but the sound of a door being kicked in, as well as voice and boots stamping up the stairs discouraged that notion. "Go up! Go up to the roof. There"s another way out." YYW said, waving them to head upstairs as YYW leaned over the railing, firing a few shots downwards to try and slow them down before following.

Robert kicked open the door to the roof, spinning to the side and letting Thett through first before going himself as the five of them all proceeded onto the roof. "This way!" YYW called, running toward one end of the roof, where a bright orange tube hung over the side of the building, pointing straight downward.

"Quick! Into the trash chute." YYW waved, making sure the four others got into the tube alright before YYW hoped in himself, plummeting the five stories down the tight trash chute. He pressed his hands and feet against the sides of the chute, trying to get any kind of traction to slow his descent, but the landing into the dumpster below was still anything from a soft and pleasant landing.

YYW rubbed his head, shaking off the rough landing and quickly making sure that he landed in one piece before peaking over the side of the large dumpster as a Humvee pulled into the alleyway. YYW climbed out of the dumpster, jumping from the edge of the dumpster onto the roof of the Humvee and shooting two of the soldiers who got out of the Humvee before they even realized what had happened.

YYW turned to check his other side as a bolt of massive pain rocked his side, jerking his body slightly. He gritted his teeth together, willing his mind and his body to ignore it for now as he turned and fired a burst of bullets into the soldier that got out on the other side before letting out a long groan of pain, pressing his hand against his side. His side felt damp, and looking down at his hand showed that it was coated in crimson blood. "Sh*t"" YYW muttered to himself, letting out a whistle. "Come on guys! We get out in this!" YYW mustered out, dropping down slowly off the roof of the Humvee and spilling himself into the passenger seat. "Whoa, YYW, you"re bleeding!" Wylted said as the rest of the group got into the car, Endarkened hopping into the driver"s seat and putting the Humvee in drive.

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6/28/2014 1:14:45 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
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"I"ll be fine." YYW grunted, looking down at his side. A red stain was starting to spread out from his hip, just below his rib cage. YYW ran his hand around his waist, feeling a similar hole on his back. The realization that the bullet traveled cleanly through relieved him slightly, but he still chastised himself mentally for taking one. YYW pressed his hand down against the wound, making sure that pressure was constantly applied as Endarkened drove them away from the square and out of the city.
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6/28/2014 1:22:54 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
#wellthatescalatedquickly

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed that episode. I know I just posted one a few days back, but I had a few days off of work and I felt like writing out another episode, so out it went. Either the longest or the second longest episode so far at 4200+ words and over 23k+ characters.

I don't sleep .-.

Anyway, as a bit of an announcement on my part, the first season of Attack on DDO is coming to a close. After this episode there are only two more episodes before the season finale. During the down-time I will be reconducting a sign-up thread to make sure that there are still interested readers for a second season (if I feel like writing one).

During the down time I also plan to begin writing a new series, a DDOFanfic called "How'd they do it?", which is going to be a great blend of action, crime, drama and a little bit of magic as well. If you're interested in getting a part in the story, the sign up list can be found here ---> http://www.debate.org...
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6/28/2014 4:43:43 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
Major Jifpop.
LOL.

Congrats to Classic who shot his doe... and then... lol... went all vampire for a second XD

Oooh Mikal almost got scolded... XD

0.0 Mike just died... Oh geez... :( RIP my late fiance.
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6/28/2014 4:49:13 PM
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What???. Someone DIDN'T kill Jifpop???

Also, I think my love for Annie might have resulted in Zmike's death.

I quite enjoy reading this. It feels like I'm actually holding a real novel and flipping through it eagerly to find out what happens next.
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6/28/2014 4:49:50 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 6/28/2014 4:49:13 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
What???. Someone DIDN'T kill Jifpop???

Also, I think my love for Annie might have resulted in Zmike's death.

I quite enjoy reading this. It feels like I'm actually holding a real novel and flipping through it eagerly to find out what happens next.

at least I killed him

my day was made
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6/28/2014 4:53:55 PM
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At 6/28/2014 4:49:50 PM, Mikal wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:13 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
What???. Someone DIDN'T kill Jifpop???

Also, I think my love for Annie might have resulted in Zmike's death.

I quite enjoy reading this. It feels like I'm actually holding a real novel and flipping through it eagerly to find out what happens next.

at least I killed him

You did?

my day was made
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6/28/2014 4:55:15 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 6/28/2014 4:53:55 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:50 PM, Mikal wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:13 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
What???. Someone DIDN'T kill Jifpop???

Also, I think my love for Annie might have resulted in Zmike's death.

I quite enjoy reading this. It feels like I'm actually holding a real novel and flipping through it eagerly to find out what happens next.

at least I killed him

You did?

yesss

my day was made
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6/28/2014 5:00:48 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 6/28/2014 4:55:15 PM, Mikal wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:53:55 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:50 PM, Mikal wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:13 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
What???. Someone DIDN'T kill Jifpop???

Also, I think my love for Annie might have resulted in Zmike's death.

I quite enjoy reading this. It feels like I'm actually holding a real novel and flipping through it eagerly to find out what happens next.

at least I killed him

You did?

yesss

Congratulations. :-)

my day was made
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6/28/2014 5:33:17 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 6/28/2014 5:00:48 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:55:15 PM, Mikal wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:53:55 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:50 PM, Mikal wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:49:13 PM, EndarkenedRationalist wrote:
What???. Someone DIDN'T kill Jifpop???

Also, I think my love for Annie might have resulted in Zmike's death.

I quite enjoy reading this. It feels like I'm actually holding a real novel and flipping through it eagerly to find out what happens next.

at least I killed him

You did?

yesss

Congratulations. :-)

ty

my day was made
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6/28/2014 7:48:32 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 6/28/2014 4:43:43 PM, ESocialBookworm wrote:
Major Jifpop.
LOL.

Congrats to Classic who shot his doe... and then... lol... went all vampire for a second XD

Oooh Mikal almost got scolded... XD

0.0 Mike just died... Oh geez... :( RIP my late fiance.

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6/28/2014 9:37:53 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 6/28/2014 7:48:32 PM, 9spaceking wrote:
At 6/28/2014 4:43:43 PM, ESocialBookworm wrote:
Major Jifpop.
LOL.

Congrats to Classic who shot his doe... and then... lol... went all vampire for a second XD

Oooh Mikal almost got scolded... XD

0.0 Mike just died... Oh geez... :( RIP my late fiance.

join us
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1. Are you still there?
2. What the heck are you doing?
Solonkr~
I don't care about whether an ideology is "necessary" or not,
I care about how to solve problems,
which is what everyone else should also care about.

Ken~
In essence, the world is fucked up and you can either ignore it, become cynical or bitter about it.

Me~
"BAILEY + SOLON = SAILEY
MY SHIP SAILEY MUST SAIL"

SCREW THAT SHIZ #BANNIE = BAILEY & ANNIE

P.S. Shipped Sailey before it was cannon bitches.