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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 30, 2010 17:58:26 GMT -5
You didn’t say a word But I still knew Did you really think I wouldn’t see? You were lying straight through your teeth
Sotiris lay on a log next to the fire. His eyes locked on the darkened sky. He was relaxing as always. His messed up hair hung away from his face. He wore his loose t-shirt and jeans and his sneakers. Sotiris sat up and pulled out a pink ring. It began to glow a bright purple which shined brightly in the dim light of the fire. He smiled as a black imp scrambled onto the log next to him. "You called?" the imp muttered. The imp looked more like a devil from hell. Sotiris smiled his white tooth smile and stared into the fire with the imp. They stayed with each other for a while. They talked about their lives and listened to what happened in each other's recent discoveries. Soon Sotiris allowed the imp to leave and then returned his gaze to the sky.
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Post by Darcy on Nov 30, 2010 18:05:57 GMT -5
Cherice was walkign around mindlesly, she hated this place, because it was a camp. she did not belong there, she belonged in her huge house, with all her stuff. She glared around, a rather maliciouse smirk on her face. if she had to stay hear she may as well find some fun. She walked around, saw the bonfire, and instantly turned away, she did not want to smell like fire, yuck!
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 30, 2010 18:07:59 GMT -5
Sotiris laid back down on the log and stared up at the sky. He counted the stars and found the constellations.
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Post by Darcy on Nov 30, 2010 18:10:39 GMT -5
Cherice grimanced this place was gross, she did not like any of it, and her spoiled instincs had never introduced her to change.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 30, 2010 18:11:44 GMT -5
Sotiris got up half way through counting the stars. He walked away from the fire and headed to his cabin.
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Post by Darcy on Nov 30, 2010 18:14:27 GMT -5
Cherice sighed. She muttered unhappily.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 30, 2010 18:15:11 GMT -5
Sotiris's bangs fell over his eyes. He sat on the steps to the cabin and yawned.
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Post by Darcy on Nov 30, 2010 18:15:38 GMT -5
Cherice, paced, not knowing what to do.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 30, 2010 18:19:12 GMT -5
Sotiris stood up and looked around camp. He was such a laid back guy it was weird. Most people would think he was an idiot but he really was a smart kid.
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Post by Darcy on Nov 30, 2010 18:21:45 GMT -5
Cherice turned towards a kid who was laughing at her. "At least i have money!" She shouted.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 30, 2010 18:23:00 GMT -5
Sotiris stood and waved his hand. The ground began to shake.
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Post by Darcy on Dec 1, 2010 15:37:23 GMT -5
Cherice wimpered.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Dec 1, 2010 15:37:53 GMT -5
Sotiris laid on the ground as it shook. It was actually quite relaxing.
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Post by Darcy on Dec 1, 2010 15:38:53 GMT -5
Cerice, sighed
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Post by Poison Ivy on Dec 1, 2010 15:39:45 GMT -5
The shaking became much more violent.
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