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ic: Andre nodded. "Yeah. It kinda was."

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ic: Andre nodded. "Yeah. It kinda was."
James let out an inhuman scream, dashing at Andre. Please. Please don't shoot me. Help me. Help me! HELP ME!

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ooc: BUT THEY'RE INSIIIIDDDEEEEEE
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[font=georgia]Ciana heard an odd shriek and scowled. "What the?" She asked, looking around.
OOC: THE WINDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW

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ooc: FJOIEWSHOULFKHEBLRGIKJWGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRH
ic: Andre turned to see James. He jumped. "Isn't that the guy that was with Nessa? James?"
Alan got up, getting his rifle out and aiming it around. He looked at Ciana, "I said give me a name. I want to know the asshole I'm dying with."
James slammed into the glass, trying to scream for help. But it came out as an cannibalistic scream.
[move][justify][glow=Black,2,300]~-Ice-~[/glow][/justify][/move]
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[shadow=green,left]IC: Marshall picked up a glass bear bottle that was empty and made a molitoff. He walked into the school. "Man this is creepy as.. Wow this place really got screwed." He took out his colt. As he approched the kitchen he found many dead students dead in the barricated caffeteria. "Dang, I guess." He threw it and all of them started burning. He ran into the kitchen shooting whatever moved into his way. He hurried and grabbed all the food he could carry in the three gallon bag. "I didn't think this threw." He was trapped by fire. [/shadow]
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ic: Nessa stumbled out of the office building. STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP! She knew what the walkers did and what she was. But she couldn't control herself. Her soul was trapped in this shambling corpse.
Andre swallowed.
James beat the class, spiderweb cracks spreading with every strike. HELP ME! PLEASE! But he couldn't speak. He wasn't in control of his body. There has to be a cure... right? RIGHT?! CURE ME!!
[font=georgia]Ciana whipped around and pointed a finger at Alan. "Shove a sock in it old man. I'm Ciana," she snapped.

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ic: "We have a problem." Andre growled at them. "We can't shoot. The window will shatter. We should just board it up and move upstairs."
[font=georgia]Ciana nodded. "Yea and Antone is upstairs too," she said and placed a hand on her chain whip.
"Oh f*ck you, Bambino Dannazione." Alan turned his rifle on the window. "A bunch of assholes beatin' it down, we don't have long." Alan turned to Lyra, "When I give the word, you run like hell. Got it?"
No! PLEASE! NO! He thought as he smashed through the window.
[font=georgia]Ciana let out a surprised yelp and swung at him with her whip.

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ooc: Are we avoiding killing James yet again Senpai?
ic: Andre ran upstairs to Antone. "There're walkers breaking in. We're getting out of here." He picked him up.
Lyra swallowed and nodded.
[font=georgia]Ciana backed up and grit her teeth.
Antone bit his lip and nodded, holding onto Andre.
James took the whip hit, feeling double the pain he usually would. And then he stopped. He willed, with every fiber of his being, to stop. And he did.