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| Malceure | Jan 21 2008, 11:37 PM Post #226 |
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Mello: "As of the moment, nothing. My plan has already been implemented; Storm is being questioned of his loyalty, and I'm safe within the White Room, which puts me at the advantage of not being out and in the open for him to attempt to kill me before I get to kill myself." |
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| Shadow X | Jan 21 2008, 11:50 PM Post #227 |
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Shadow-"So, attempt to suicide often?..." |
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| Malceure | Jan 22 2008, 12:28 AM Post #228 |
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Mello: "I guess so. I think I have commited suicide..." Mello began to count on his hands, arriving at a number after about 10 seconds. Mello: "73 times. Which reminds me, I need to find my next victum when I hit 80..." It became difficult whether or not he was talking to the other residents of the White Room or himself. |
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Jan 22 2008, 12:41 AM Post #229 |
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Satisfied with what he found, Storm put the file back into the cabinet. He walked back into the main administration area and sighed heavily. He then sat down on a nearby chair and closed his eye, thinking deeply. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Twilight Sage | Jan 22 2008, 07:02 PM Post #230 |
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Knight sat in his office, waiting for a call from him. "Seems like Mello's smarter than I thought. This is getting interesting." |
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| Malceure | Jan 22 2008, 07:30 PM Post #231 |
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As if on cue, He called, just as previously arranged. ???: "Knight. What is the status report on Kama? Also, I would like to know how well Mello and Shadow are getting along. |
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| Hitogoroshi | Jan 22 2008, 07:44 PM Post #232 |
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Kama: "You, the creepy one. Could you take this blindfold off of my eye? It's really beginning to bug me... But if we kill them, won't we just get in more trouble? Besides, I want to see this plan of the insane one's... Y'know what? I wanna see that too. Alright, we won't kill them. But we should at least take of the blindfold to prepare..." |
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| Malceure | Jan 22 2008, 07:56 PM Post #233 |
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Mello shook his head. Mello: "If I take the blindfold off of you, then you will stare at me and laugh at me. I do not like people staring at me..." |
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| Hitogoroshi | Jan 22 2008, 08:01 PM Post #234 |
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Kama: "Suit yourself. Man, I was getting hopefull on that one..." |
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