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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/3/2016 11:30:11 PM
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*There is a look of pure desperation in his eyes as he swallows the paper and spits out you're hand.*
English
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[u]Po shakes his head.[/u] That's not going to stop me you know. [u]He holds his hand to your stomach, humming emitting from his palms. Suddenly, your gag reflex takes over end causes you to puke all over Po. He picks the wadded up note and starts to restore it.[/u]
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Edited by Skatch142: 5/3/2016 11:37:50 PM*He kicks you in the face and takes the [i]drawing[/i]. He crumples it up, throws it in the air and incinerates it with his flamethrower.* [spoiler]Hint hint... There is a reason why I keep putting drawing in italics...[/spoiler]
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Edited by Pofeh: 5/3/2016 11:38:59 PM[u]Po looks at the ashes longingly.[/u] What was drawn on there? I wanted to see...
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"Well... I didn't want you to see... And hopefully you never will..."
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[u]Po's face suddenly turns red.[/u] Wait... Was... That what I think it was?
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Edited by Skatch142: 5/3/2016 11:49:11 PM*He raises his sword like he is going to stab you. He points at you and gives you a look as if to say [i]if you find it, I will kill you and make sure there isn't a chance of you possessing another dead body[/i].*
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[u]Po blushes and rushes to cover himself up. He's obviously quite flustered.[/u] I-I-I don't know what to say other then... Did you draw that or me? [u]His whole face is red.[/u]
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"You have other [i]drawings[/i] from other people... I don't want to know who..." [spoiler]This should probably stop...[/spoiler]
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[u]Po quickly collects all of the drawings, shoving them into a bag. He then waves his hand over the opening of the bag, making it disappear, creating a completely round bag of papers.[/u] We will not talk about this again. This bag shall never be opened unless it is a matter of life and death. [u]Po thrusts the small ball into his larger bag, still blushing.[/u] I shouldn't drink anymore...
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*He starts backing away. He bumps into a nearby tree and disappears into the shadows.*
