The missing children (FNaF rp)

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    Jack could not remove the feeling from his body, his stomach twisting with what seems like fear and... another emotion he doesn't know at the moment. His fingers played with the hem of his shirt, humming along to the song but his eyes were straying from the band to the hallway where his friends just entered.

    'You preach about love, and teach about faith, but all your beliefs are still rooted in hate . . .'
    ~Billy Talent, Viking Death March

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    OOC:
    IC: Alexander looked at the day guard again, then slowly and cautiously moved backwards towards the chair to pick it up. Small puffs of pale gray dust flew out from under his feet as he stepped, then settled down again. He was almost at the chair and he reached for it, moving faster now.

    Datu pushes the chair forward quietly, trying to make the chair scrape the ground as quiet as possible.


    Who's Vincent going to kll first? (after typing that, It confuses me about why I want to know x3)

    'You preach about love, and teach about faith, but all your beliefs are still rooted in hate . . .'
    ~Billy Talent, Viking Death March

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    IC: Alexander grabbed the chair in one quick lunge and held it in front of him as he walked back toward Marshall. He stood beside his friend with a determined look in his eyes and a somewhat grim expression on his face.
    {I can see why . . . that's random xp}

    'You preach about love, and teach about faith, but all your beliefs are still rooted in hate . . .'
    ~Billy Talent, Viking Death March

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    OOC: Probably a good idea
    IC:

    Datu looks at all his friends, And was silently cheering Alex on. He was seriously fighting the urge to scream 'we're all gonna die!'