(Blackheart running from Serena) CAN'T DIE, STILL A VERGIN! CAN'T DIE, STILL A VERGIN! CAN'T DIE, STILL A VERGIN!
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(b4 killing Micheal) do u have a plan?
of CORSE i have a plan...*i look up at Blackheart* what's the plan?
*he facepalms* thought u had a plan.
i did. my plan was 2 ask 4 your plan and steal it, claiming it as mine. *he sighs*
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are u insane?
not clinically. *i reply* i've been called that but the doctors haven't proven anything yet.
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WHAT KIND OF IDIOT R U?!
*Wallow sighs* does it matter what KIND?
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alright, who ate all the taco dip? *Blackheart asks, walking away from the fridge*
not me. *Wallow burps, sending small chunks of chip and debris through the air. Blackheart glares at him*

(in the forest)Logan's here...*Gressil mutters*
oh no...*i reply, shaking my head* i....am in NO MOOD...4 Logan and his big bag of bullshit!
he's looking 4...
i SWARE i'm gonna kill 'im!
o....k....
sorry....i need 2 go...
i don't wanna know.
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(shoping) no snakes aloud in the store!
i need tampons.
...come right on in. we can make an exeption.
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alright bad guy....time 2 go clubbin'. and by that i mean get hit in the head with my club and bleed 2 death! *Grace charges after the bank robber, human size. he turns and flips her on her back*
humiliation. *Blackheart says calmly*
yup...that's a...bout what i expected....*i mutter*
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*Grace flies around in circles, making a bright, glowing, blue-ish light* BLINDED BY THE LIGHT!!!! *she yells out as Blackheart walks by. he reachs in, plucks her out, and throws her like a peace of scrap paper*
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so, if u could choose when u die...when would it b?
we already can choose when we die. it's called suicide. dumb-ass...
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i wonder if there r any zombies...
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(after Blackheart lost his yo-yo) u what?
i lost my yo-yo...
well where did u have it last?
hey....if i knew dat....i'd still have my yo-yo!
this is the 2nd 1 u've lost.
so?
so they didn't just get up and walk away.
but what if they did...?
that goes agenst all logic.
what...logic? u mean how u have a flying rabbit and r part demon and gonna git married 2 the devil's son?
*i open my mouth 2 retort...instead i sigh* right....our logic doesn't seem 2 have any logic...
that almost made sence.
don't have 2 make sence....no logic in our little world.
right.

(Serena playing wit Blackheart's yo-yo)haha he'll never kno i took it
hey Serena
(not looking up)wha.........oh hey Arainna
Serena watch out 4...........
(runs in2 a wall)OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
...............that wall

hey, i think i've solved the over population issue. *i say with a smile*
really? *Wallow asks* shoot.
bang! *i do that finger bang thing in the air*
*he sighs* i expected that...so what's your idea?
oh, that. take all the money that's being used on things like Viagra and, instead, put that money into research 2 figure out a way 2 make seamen...taste like chocolate. *i reply. he stares at me, confused...then nods slightly and walks away*
~Later~
(Wallow and Gressil talking) u know this world would b a whole lot better if there weren't so many gays.
u know what....next time u have a thought....let it go. *Wallow replies* we're all gay, buddy. it's just 2 what extent r u gay?
that's bullshit, i ain't gay at all! *Gressil yells back*
sure ya r, and i can prove it.
fine! PROVE IT!
ok, well....do u like porn?
yeah, man. i love porn, u know that.
well will ya only watch a scene with 2 women 2gether?
no, i'll watch a man and a women makin' love.
oh, well u do like the guy 2 have a small, half flaccid penis?
no man, i like big, hard, throbbin' co-*he suddenly gets wide-eyed and covers his mouth* i did not know that about myself...
mmhmm...do ya like chocolate?

what R u doing here? *Blackheart asks*
well that's a funny story. no it's not, but i'll make it funny. ok, here we go. so i'm sitting in Kansas, hangin' with the pigs, makin' bacon, ya know what i mean? need a dirtier joke, cluck around the chickens. chickens, they're the little damn peckers, ya know what i'm sayin? so then suddenly the wind picks up and my house flies away, whoa whoa whoa *he twirls his wing and floats slightly* and as we're spining a little wicked witch flies by and says "I'll get u and ur little dog 2" i said listen, lady, i don't have a little dog but if i did, i'd give 'im 2 u cos u look like u need a god damned friend. so then the house lands suddenly *he falls back agenst the tree dramaticly* and i get out and...oh no...i've landed on Ronald McDonald....*Tjaw replies*
u know...i don't think i wanna know anymore...