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1/18/2016 3:26:58 PM
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[b]"We left your weird af ass, bye"[/b]
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[b]he shrugs[/b] "Well that sucks... John you still here?" [b]gunshots. He runs faster than any Olympic champion outdoors to find him holding a wounded bandit at gunpoint. Multiple other bandits lay dead or dying and a younger wisp, around 10-11, stands under his arm. Shepard runs over and quickly dispatches the wounded guy[/b] S: "where's the other two?" J: "they left when you died" S: "I'm still living." J: "atleast we got Caroline's box" S: [b]devilish grin creeps across his face as he runs back in[/b]
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[b]They ain't there[/b]
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[b]he tries to inspect Caroline's weird painting things she ranted about and nearly killed John over when she first joined the group[/b]
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[b]There are no paintings[/b] [spoiler]Finger painting is a metaphor for masturbation [/spoiler]
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[b]he sighs with relief[/b] "Oh... Wait.... Uumm... Kinda wish j hadn't blacked out in that box now."
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[spoiler]ROGLMFAO[/spoiler] [b]Kek[/b]
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[b]he dumps a massive thing of bleach over his head, hoping to cleanse himself[/b]
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[b]The bleach does its job[/b]
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[b]john walks back in with the kid, a little girl who just kinda locks herself in a separate room [/b] S: "huh..." J: "we should burn that box" S: "agreed" [b]shepard drenches the thing in bleach and drags it outside[/b]
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[b]The box is early dragged[/b]
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[b]he chucks the thing in a ditch and dumps it with lighter fluid, first checking if anyone is inside[/b]
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[b]No-one is inside and it burns easily[/b]
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[b]he burns it[/b]
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[b]It burns[/b]
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[spoiler]Wur be Locust right now.. With Nightmares death, nothing's really happening...[/spoiler]
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[b]burning intensifies[/b]
