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Post by Caelie Ariane on Aug 5, 2017 5:22:09 GMT -5
| ❛don't trip or slip to fall and die now.
Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes And we keep living anyway We rise and we fall and we break And we make our mistakes And if there's a reason I'm still alive
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[attr="class","box2"] Down and down they went, hoping to find something of note. Caelie could only guess as to what was going on through the minds of others, but she sure as hell knew the tantalizing image in hers.
Excrest, that poor, strange girl. Oh, how Caelie had wanted to tear off her mask, to see what secrets laid behind. And to inspect the girl's body too. Similarly to everyone else's thoughts, as of this moment, Caelie could only guess at the knowledge to be gained from Excrest's wounds to her blood to how her blond, lovely-looking hair felt, as well as everything else in between.
After all, it wasn't every day you get an opportunity for intimacy with a corpse. It was great fuel, wasn't it? For all of her future novels. [attr="class","box3"] [newclass=.box2] width:340px;margin-top: 0px;padding-right:10px;text- align:justify;color:#555;font-size:10.2px;font-family:tahoma;line-height:100%;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3]padding-right:10px;overflow:auto;height:300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:red;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:black;[/newclass]
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Post by Nana Shimedzu on Aug 5, 2017 18:33:46 GMT -5
They were finally reaching the end, it would seem. With so many rooms having already been investigated, Nana followed the writer who seemed to have more or less taken the lead of their investigation group (why you may ask? Nana didn't care, if Caelie wanted to lead then so be it. It wasn't like they weren't going to the same place, yeah?) and finally the group made it to the stairway.
Hopefully, things would be okay, here
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Post by Admin Hero on Aug 5, 2017 21:45:51 GMT -5
If we're still alive
My regrets are few
If my life is mine
What shouldn't I do?
The stairwell. Long. Daunting. Why couldn't this manor have an escalator? As the four of you look around, you spy with your little eye...
That there seems to be an unidentified substance on the floor.
Something feels....off about that table. Should you check it out?
Ewwwwwwwwwww, what is that on the stairs?
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Post by Caelie Ariane on Aug 6, 2017 0:05:08 GMT -5
| ❛I should get to know nana better.
Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes And we keep living anyway We rise and we fall and we break And we make our mistakes And if there's a reason I'm still alive
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[attr="class","box2"] What is that indeed? Well, whatever it was on the stairs, Caelie moved to get a better look. [attr="class","box3"] [newclass=.box2] width:340px;margin-top: 0px;padding-right:10px;text- align:justify;color:#555;font-size:10.2px;font-family:tahoma;line-height:100%;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3]padding-right:10px;overflow:auto;height:300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:red;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:black;[/newclass] @
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Post by Orica Eisenhardt on Aug 6, 2017 0:45:39 GMT -5
Orica decided to go investigate that table. It was a thing she had done already in another place so it seemed like a good idea.
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Post by Nana Shimedzu on Aug 6, 2017 14:37:05 GMT -5
Since the others were checking out the othyer things, Nana shrugged and went over to check out the substance on the floor. You get what you get when you're the last one to pick, yeah?
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