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    Sasha ajusted her hat slightly, her eyes glowing as she sang along. Tjhe song shifted to a total screamo metal song that completly matched her mood. She sang along as well as possible.
    ooc: the song:[youtube][/youtube]

    The song ended and the CD player read her emotions. It played a song and she sang along perfectly, while throwing some trash out the window at some cops.
    ooc: the song: [youtube][/youtube]

    Lever grinned as he realized Sasha found the hat already. He glanced around the car. It was full of trash. "I think we need a new car..." Lever said slyly.

    ooc: she was wearing the hat already and it's actually her's.
    ic: She smiled and slammed into the honda next to her. The honda had minimal damage but the mustang was totaled. She got out of the car, slashed the driver's throat and beagn to put the stuff in the roomy trunk of the honda.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Shapeshifters and humans loves killing things! ().

    Lever helped fill up the back of the Honda. He also disposed of the body before it could get it's blood all over the car. He also munched on some fries the person had gotten from Mcdonald's. They had been buying a meal, and it was warm and untouched. He started to eat.

    Sasha slid into the driver's seat. She took a bite of their burger. Mayo, pickles, bacon, no cheese. They had ordered her favorite burger.

    Lever stayed put in the shot gun seat, munching on the fries. "OH BOY! They got chicken nuggets!" Lever stole those away, munching on them. (xD)

    Sasha slapped her hand and handed her a cheese burger instead. "No one touches my curly fries." HSe growled, her mouth full of burger. She turned on the radio and screamed as polka music turned on. She stabbed it, breaking it.

    Cherry, looking slightly frustrated, took the burger. "fine, i'll take it..." she grumbled as she opened the wrapper

    OOC- Mcdonald's don't got no curly fries! (I wish. x3)


    BIC- Lever smacked her hands away too. He handed her an ice cream cone. (LOL Sasha and Lever had the same idea.) He munched on the salty fries. "I called them first!" But he let Sasha eat them, since she was their leader. But nobody touched his chicken nuggets...

    Sasha turned on her Ipod and drove back on the road. She ate the ice cream quickly, then ate some fries and finished the burger. She handed a coke to Cherry and drank a Root Beer. She gave Lever a Sprite. "Why does one man need this much food?" hse asked.

    Cherry started glaring, "stop hitting me!" she shouted. Then, with a smirk, she added, "i'll start hitting back." she began to open the ice cream and hunched over her hands and icecream protactively.

    Lever blinked. "He was probably taking it home to his family or friends or something." Lever responded, not really caring. He finished off the fries, licking the salt off his fingers. He dipped some nuggets into cool ranch they had ordered with their meal. He took a sip of his Sprite, his favorite soda. (And "coincidentally", mine. >3) "I don't want your stinking ice cream." Lever shot back.

    "So you've demonstrated." Lever replied. He savored the icy taste of the Sprite, and took another bite of the tender chicken.

    A small whimper came from the back of the car and Sasha slammed on the breaks. She turned around in her seat. She saw a young girl, around the age of 13. Her eyes were wide as Sasha's gaze met her's. She swallowed, nervious. She was holding a kids toy, a green gumby doll.

    Cherry rolled her eyes, "what's that supposed to mean!?" she replied hotly. "whoah!" screamed the 15 year old as she slid fowards, she forgot to put on her seatbelt