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Post by hu on Jul 6, 2005 22:28:01 GMT -5
Sirus.... i have some...badd pictures of you in this folder..... Now, get crackin' on the next part or else I will have to show these to the....*whisper* NTWFers.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2005 16:10:03 GMT -5
*gives up on this thread*
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Post by Sirius on Jul 10, 2005 16:24:56 GMT -5
XD Nooo. No give up. I'm writing it now.
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Post by hu on Jul 10, 2005 16:33:54 GMT -5
XD Nooo. No give up. I'm writing it now. Sure, that's what they all say... *watches Sirus run away*
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Post by Sirius on Jul 10, 2005 16:41:34 GMT -5
XD Nooo. No give up. I'm writing it now. Sure, that's what they all say... *watches Sirus run away* XD No, seriously. Gotten through a few paragraphs.
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Post by hu on Jul 10, 2005 16:43:15 GMT -5
Sure, that's what they all say... *watches Sirus run away* XD No, seriously. Gotten through a few paragraphs. Woah! He's written more than a sentence! *dances*
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Post by Sirius on Jul 10, 2005 16:48:53 GMT -5
It won't be a long chapter, though. But it'll sustain joo.
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Post by Sirius on Jul 10, 2005 17:01:44 GMT -5
Twenty-eight Shock and Retrieve
The gun fell from his hands and clattered against the floor, echoing across the room. Carrie looked up at him, eyes wide open, all signs of life diminished. Blub’s body was nearby, his eyes closed in a squint of pain. But he also was dead.
Sirius had killed them both. The shock of it sent him to the ground, his face on his knees and tears rolling down his eyes. They were horrible and he couldn’t question that but there was still some ounce of feeling – some hope – that maybe they were put up to it by someone else. Someone who threatened them and was watching them. Someone who had a bigger plan. Though, somehow Sirius knew this wasn’t true. He had killed two bad people. Two guilty people. But they had families. Friends. People who would mourn over their death, not knowing that they killed so many people and hurt so many lives.
A loud noise and some shouting interrupted his thoughts. Everything from that point on was a blur. Teams rushed in, dressed in black with guns by their sides. They took him from the room, down a hallway, another, and another. Bloody, lifeless bodies were on both sides of the corridors. Most of the people he could recognize. Dead. All dead. Rubble was everywhere. He saw some dead soldiers on the ground, eyes wide open, their armor penetrated by some form of weapon. The next few minutes were spent walking threw the hallways until he came to a very brightly lit room where there were a number of stretchers with wounded people and chairs which were unoccupied. A few people rushed around in white clothes, gauze and medicine in their hands. “Sirius?”
He looked up to see a familiar face. Who? He couldn’t place it for a moment. So familiar...so...Guy! He was alive. “You’re alive!” Sirius shouted.
Guy nodded. That was when he noticed that he was in a stretcher, put up into a sitting position. “Somewhat, anyway,” he added quickly after the nod. At the moment, his eyes squinted hard and he bit his lip, hard enough to send blood trickling down his lip.
“What’s wrong?” Sirius asked, filled with concern for the only survivor besides him.
He shook his head. “It’s...nothing. Nothing to be worried about anyway. I can survive.”
“What is it?”
A doctor came by, interrupting their conversation. “Come with me, Guy,” he said. “The surgeon had arrived.”
Guy nodded and was wheeled off by the doctor until Sirius shouted, “Surgery?”
The doctor consulted Guy for a moment and wheeled him back around towards Sirius. When he was in front of him, Guy’s face turned into a more serious tone. “There was an accident. Nothing that can’t be fixed but...” He slowly removed the sheet from lap, revealing his left leg to be a bandaged stump. “They’re installing a new leg...it’s going to be normal.”
Sirius stared in horror down at the leg, the white bandage showing small spots of blood. “They...had to amputate it?”
“No...it was amputated when they found me. It...I don’t want to talk about it,” he said, the doctor turning him around and wheeling him the other way.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2005 17:19:25 GMT -5
Guysteen doesn't have a leg! I wanna know what happened! Nice part, Sirius. It was short but good.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2005 17:20:26 GMT -5
Awesome, a great new chapter! I knew Guy would be okay!
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Post by hu on Jul 10, 2005 17:23:08 GMT -5
Oooh Guy is going to have a new leg? Cool!
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Post by Sirius on Jul 10, 2005 17:31:26 GMT -5
He's half Terminator. XD
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Post by hu on Jul 10, 2005 17:47:08 GMT -5
XD Does this mean he's going to run as the California governer?
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Post by Sirius on Jul 10, 2005 17:50:04 GMT -5
XD Does this mean he's going to run as the California governer? Yes. XD Governator Guy.
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Post by Gav on Jul 11, 2005 4:39:16 GMT -5
*gasp* Sirius wrote!
OMG GUY HAS AN AMPUTATED LEG. *shakes Guy wildly* I knew it! You were hiding something from us!
*remembers he's supposed to be dead*
*flops*
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