OOC: LOLWUT
IC: John pushed his teeth hard together as she held onto the piece of metal. He then grabbed onto the side of the bed as a sort of reflex. He still continued to think if they were going to kick him out as soon as he's fixed. Or if he were to stay.
OOC: I know. I have an idea that I might reveal later.
IC: John let out a breath of relief. He felt a lot better after she pulled out straighter piece. "So, are we done?" He asked, praying that she would say yes. He wanted to be able to rest with metal inside of him
OOC: LOLWUT
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OOC: That's bisexual (Which is me). Pansexual is 'A person who is sexually interested in other people regardless of gender including males, females, transexuals, tansvestites, gender benders, hermaphrodites, intersexuals, androgenous people, and those with sex-chromosome anomaly such as klinefelter syndrome or turner syndrome.' That's what the urban dictionary says
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OOC: Too bad I can hardly keep anything going. Only Marvinok and I joined and someone watched. About a week ago I paused it until like 3 more people join.
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IC: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh." John paused for a minute. "So what's going to happen once you remove everything?" He wondered if they were going to keep him for a while longer.
OOC: Sometimes, I think that too. In my mind, it's conflict between, Do I go for it or no? Funny part is, that's also my reaction when someone offers a cigarette, alcohol, or sex.
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OOC: dafuq
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OOC: I'm waiting for someone from dorm 2 to be in the room and answer :|
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OOC: Let's just say I'm in my teenage years.
IC: John grunted and winched at the pain as she was taking the pieces out. He could feel the last one. It was a big one. He sighed at the thought of feeling the big piece of metal coming out of his body. It made him shudder and get goosebumps from the thought.
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IC: John looked towards the voice. "PISS OFF!" He yelled. He turned back to the door and figured that no one was going to open the door for him any sooner. So, he shrugged and walked away down the hallway.
OOC: So is your guys character's age the age you are now? Just curious
IC: John yelled at the pain. He felt the metal piece rubbing up against his body as it was being pulled out. John even felt a squeak noise. He shut his eyes really hard and bit down on his lip. Why did she have to shot me?
OOC: Crap, you're right sorry. I'm just really sick today.
IC: John let out a big sigh of relief. He felt as if he got a stuck kernel out from between. "Oh my god, I feel so much better now." He said. John then sat up a bit. "Thank you, what's your name?"
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IC: John decided to go to the cafeteria to try and find breakfast. Or something. When he arrived, he saw a girl sitting at a table. John saw her white hair trail down her body. To him, she was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen. John stepped towards the table and sat down. He looked over and saw that she was drawing a dragon. He looked up at her. "Hi there. I'm John."
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IC: "Well, I'm John, in case I didn't tell you." He sat up right and looked at her. John then looked at his arm and leg. "So, uh, what are you going to do about my arm and my leg?" He asked her.
OOC: I'm just going to wait for you to reply b/c all I can really do is sit there
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IC: John looked over and saw Hotto standing there. He tried to use his sign-language to the best of his abilities. Leave us alone for now, please.
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IC: John shrugged a bit. "Well, it's better than nothing, I guess." He said. He sat waiting for her to come with the cloth.
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IC: John thought she understood and gave an OK Thanks. He them looked back at the girl and waited for her to respond.
OOC: 200th post 
No life!
IC: John nodded and lied back down on his bed. His mind eventually wondered off and he fell asleep.
