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Post subject:  Posted: October 22nd, 2006, 2:32 pm |
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"Yes, please. I'll give it to him." Natalie offered smiling at Wonka.
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Post subject: Posted: October 22nd, 2006, 6:52 pm |
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Wonka handed it to Natalie, just a bit proudly... and sort of beamed at everyone. Then, his face sank back into a contorted frown, and he noted in his usual airy falsetto- "I'm not sure how it'll work, you know. It's a bit risky. But... I guess he can't get any worse."
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Post subject: Posted: October 22nd, 2006, 11:02 pm |
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Charlize looked up to the Hessian and smiled lovingly to him. She wiped some of her tears away with her free hand. She sniffled and then heard that Wonka had something that could possibly help the Hessian. She quickly looked to him.
"Can I please use it, Mr. Wonka? Please?" She asked him, in a begging manner.
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 2:09 am |
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Suddenly, clutching his chest painfully, the Hessian winced in pain. He leaned back and grunted a little....but then slowly his hands descended from his chest....down toward his legs..... Then his head and neck withered toward his chest..... His shoulders hunched forward and blood dripped out of his mouth like sticky goo.... Sliding sideways on the green couch, he landed on his side and let out a large breath of air..... His eyes widened for a second and then slowly closed....
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 2:24 am |
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Logan stepped away from the body, and looked away, in digust. "I need a beer..." he muttered, before he glanced over his shoulder, saw the fridge over in the kitchen and he immediately decided to head on over to it hoping there would be a pack in there.
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Ichabod let out another pathetic cry as the Horseman fell to the ground.
He waited a while, came out from behind the corner, shifted his frantic eyes, took a step closer, and then another step until he stood behind Palla and Charlize.
"By God, is it all over?" said Ichabod Crane in a desperate voice.
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 4:49 pm |
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Wonka stood, still poised with bottle in hand as the thing fell. He looked about nervously, waiting for someone to check it's pulse.
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 4:50 pm |
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(Waits for more poses! LOL!)
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 9:13 pm |
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charlize or wonka need to give the thing to the hessian....
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 9:22 pm |
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Natalie quickly took the bottle and emptied the contents in to the horsemans mouth.
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Post subject: Posted: October 23rd, 2006, 10:31 pm |
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Wonka stood frozen like a statue; his nose wrinkled and his mouth half-hanging open. His inventions could have the most awkward effects sometimes... Work right! he begged silently, please work right .
He noticed the tense expressions everyone wore in this room, and raised one eyebrow slowly, waiting...
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Post subject: Posted: October 24th, 2006, 1:17 am |
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Logan opened the fridge door, feeling the cold breeze swoop over his skin, and hearing the frequent buzz filter his sensitive ears.
His hazel eyes twitched back and forth, and he placed a thumb in the belt loop of his jean pants, and started looking for where the beer pack might be.
(~Waits for someone to respond to Ichabod~)
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Post subject: Posted: October 24th, 2006, 1:53 am |
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(Poor Ichabod...no one ever responds to him!
BTW...I'm waiting for Amara's pose.)
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Post subject: Posted: October 24th, 2006, 3:19 pm |
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Charlize watched closely, as Natalie poured the contents into the Hessian's mouth. She swallowed hard and looked into the Hessian's eyes. She took his hand in her own and squeezed it tightly.
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Post subject: Posted: October 24th, 2006, 7:53 pm |
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"Please, please work." Natalie muttered under her breath.
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Post subject: Posted: October 25th, 2006, 3:23 am |
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(~waits to post~)
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Post subject: Posted: October 25th, 2006, 3:24 am |
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As the liquid entered the Hessian's mouth, it sat at the back of his throat and dripped out of the sides of his lips. He did not flinch or swallow it. Instead, he just laid motionless, breathless, and lifeless.
His gloved hand was limp and heavy in Charlize's hand.
There was no response....
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