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okay got it
Bump!

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"My voicebox hurts, why does it always have to hurt? I hope its not infected or something; that's a bad thing that can happen, right? The Scientists talked about it all the time when we were first transferred."

"Twelve is asleep right now. I'm glad; he needs a lot of sleep or else he gets overheated. I remember the first time he got overheated, it was terrifying! I thought he was dying and then they took him away for a couple days and left me alone. They brought him back all fixed up though, but I still don't trust them; they let Eleven and Thirteen die, how could I ever trust them? Twelve is so naive, he actually TRUSTS them; what an idiot! But he's my idiot, and I'm not going to let them hurt him."

"I shouldn't be writing this down. Bye."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 2px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 2px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;][size=11pt][font=times new roman]She didn't have the energy for this, and physically she was way too out of shape to ever reach the Boot Camp; but might as well try, eh?
"Alright." She didn't want to run ten laps, but that's what he wanted them to do.[/fancypost]

//pops in
doods i'm running out of tissues here ;-;

also anybody want aly to spill the beans to them in private?
aka "hALP I'M PREGGERS": the thread

she lets it slip to all of them and then realizes she might as well have just announced it
PERFECT
jk who makes?

That sounds awful Queeny :c
Sorry that your anxiety kicked in and did that to you!
if you ever need to talk i'm always here
my anxiety kicks in at stupid moments as well i get it c:

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"M-Mommy?" Aly said tentatively, her stomach growling as she fought down hunger. She was way too hungry nowadays, what with all the little mouths to feed inside of her. "Mom? Mom?!" She aimed to climb up onto Blues' back to get a better view. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." She yelped, aiming to reach down and grab Dia's head and pull it into a hug; a difficult maneuver seeing as Blues was already wrapped around her.

//too much headache for good response shIT[/fancypost]

HOW ABOUT A THREAD WITH HER DAMN DAUGHTER NOW THAT WE CAN DO THAT?

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And suddenly her dinner came back up and was then all over the floor. Shat.

"Urgh." The female mumbled, curling into herself. She didn't want to clean it up; she was certain if she tried to stand up she'd just vomit again. She should go to someone about this; but how could she explain it? She didn't want to let anyone know her and Saya had.. And then it'd resulted in...

She'd have to come up with a spectacular lie for this.[/fancypost]

YOU BRUH
OR ME IF YOU'RE TOO BUSY REPLYING TO THREADS HNNNGGGG

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 2px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 2px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;][size=11pt][font=times new roman]"I agree with Mark.. This is wrong." Aly mumbled as she padded over. She didn't mind the keeping them as pets part - just so long as the birds agreed to it - but the cages? Nah, those had to go; just the sight of them was making her hyperventilate a bit. "Keeping someone caged is bad, no matter their level of sentience."[/fancypost]

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"Mom?" Aly called out softly, snuggled up in her room. She was wrapped in soft blankets; baby blankets, exactly. She liked the irony of it, even if nobody else would understand until the babies actually came.

She couldn't believe Dia was back; that night, covered in blood and terrified and then being told that her mother was dead.. It still haunted her, and probably would haunt her for the rest of her life. But that didn't matter; she'd done it to herself by leading Dia there. I hurt everyone. Aly thought. I deserve this pain.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 2px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 2px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;][size=11pt][font=times new roman]"I'm okay." Fake; fake words for a fake girl. Heh, she was liking irony more and more by the day. "I'm just-" Scaredtiredguilty "-Stressed." When did she start lying to her mother? Now, apparently. She couldn't talk anymore, not the truth; everyone was hurt because of her, she didn't deserve support. "How're you doing?"[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 2px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 2px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;][size=11pt][font=times new roman]"Have you started your cycle already?" Aly could tell Shots change from a mile off; feminine voice, structure and his unexplainable rage. She was getting more perceptive, it seemed. "Its not as bad as you think." She said, aiming to reach up and pat him on the shoulder.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 2px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 2px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;][size=11pt][font=times new roman]"N-no, I'll be fine." She managed weakly, glad that Dia was here. No matter how old she got, she was always grateful to have her mother around; especially after losing her. "Just-" She stopped to let nausea roll through her before continuing. "-Just a bad nightmare."[/fancypost]

oh dear gods i don't wanna have to help pyre retaliate, impy

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"I'm sorry." Aly whispered. "I got you killed and- a-and-" Her voice wobbled. "I hurt everyone for my selfishness. I h-hurt you, I hurt Finn, I hurt Blues; I'm not even real but I'm still hurting everyone around me." The words didn't stop; she wanted so badly for them to stop. "Ten and Twelve might be dead, a-and I still got you killed trying to help them! A-and if I was there for Sayaka more, m-maybe she wouldn't have.." She was crying; why was she crying? She wasn't real, she was just an experiment made in a lab; she didn't deserve to express emotions![/fancypost]

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"I can't risk you for them." She mumbled, aiming to bury her head into Dia's shoulder. "I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't." She kept repeating those words, since those were the only things she could focus on now.[/fancypost]