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[b]Ember is walking around, like he's dead. He suddenly collapses to the ground, shaking, writhing, and twitching. He jerks his head up, and screams ear piercingly, it can be heard as a threat or as a cry for help.[/b]
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"Yeah I know that." [b]He winces and his body tenses, he hasn't felt this before.[/b]
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[b]He begins to breath heavily[/b] "Cleansed...you're clean now"
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"Oh god was that weird. Now, you need to eat less."
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[spoiler]New post[/spoiler]
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It's up
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[b]A teen slides on his knees, stopping at Ember's side[/b] Hey hey hey, stay with me.
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Edited by elijah: 1/16/2016 12:57:27 PM[b]Ember suddenly lurches in a upward position writhing, he screams. The fear filled eyes have been over run by fury. The bones in his back crack and discombobulate. Each vertebrae come together and form small spikes on his back. Massive claws form where his nail and finger tips should be. The Wendigo is consuming him.[/b]
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[b]The teen jumps back[/b] Shit, I gotta restrain him. I can't kill him. I'm gonna have to use [i]that[/i]. [b]His left hand goes into the bag at his side[/b]
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[b]He writhes and breathes heavily, his bones cracking and contracting.[/b]
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No choice. [b]He pulls out a yellow and orange pill, swallowing them whole. He throws his shotgun and bag down off to the side, and draws his sword[/b] Ember, buddy, we don't have to do this.
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[b]Ember kicks his feet, still lying on the ground, he's trying to say something.[/b]
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Edited by Forum Therapist: 1/16/2016 1:08:27 PM[b]He cautiously walks up to Ember, putting a hand on his shoulder[/b]
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"A...ah...niu...hyu.."
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What's my name then?
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"He-hiy-help..." [b]He makes a demonstration of slamming his fist into his fore arm, then acting like he's gonna fall asleep. He's trying to communicate.[/b]
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You're controlling it... [b]He rushes over go his bag and pulls out a ready to use syringe, and flicks the liquid in it[/b] I don't know foreign languages, but I think this is what you were pantomiming.
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[b]He snarls at him, but makes a hand motion to give it and points to his arm.[/b]
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I take it the satire isn't appreciated. [b]He puts the needle in your arm, and pushes the plunger[/b] Now, just to expedite the process, you might feel a slight sting... [b]He holds up his sword, lines up a shot, and slams the hilt into the back of your head[/b]
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[b]He collapsed to the ground.[/b] [spoiler]Time skip to when he wakes up[/spoiler]
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[b]You wake up in a dorm room, in a bed in the corner[/b]
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[b]He rubs his eyes, groaning.[/b]
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You awake yet?
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"Hell happened?"
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That's what I want to know. [i]He walks in from the side of your vision[/i] What [i]did[/i] happen.
