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Curtis
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| Post #16: 15th Feb 2014 2:35 AM | |
SORRY DOC POJON I GOTTA TAKE A SHIT
B: Make up an excuse and head back to your room.
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Matt
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| Post #17: 15th Feb 2014 2:39 AM | |
"I..uh..I have to use the restroom." You say, clearing your throat. Your head starts throbbing...what the hell did he give you? You attempt to start walking away but you're stopped by a wall of guards. "Wha...what the hell?" You say, slowly becoming more and more disoriented. You turn to look at Viktor Pojon. He gives a fake sad look.
"We could have done this the easy way...but you leave us no choice." Slowly, you lose your grip on reality and your drift off into a deep sleep.
[CHAPTER ONE COMPLETE]
(The next chapter will be posted sometime tomorrow. Godspeed, Curtis.) | | |
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Curtis
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| Post #18: 15th Feb 2014 2:40 AM | |
:yay: | |
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Matt
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| Post #19: 15th Feb 2014 2:44 AM | |
CHAPTER 2 PREVIEW
- Who is Viktor Pojon?
- Where exactly are you?
- Is everything you know...a lie?
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Curtis
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| Post #20: 15th Feb 2014 2:44 AM | |
Oh..........................SHIT | |
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itsbrianyay
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| Post #21: 15th Feb 2014 2:46 AM | |
i am so excited for chapter 2.
this is so fun!! | | |
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Rob of 2015
-1,000 karma or bust!
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| Post #22: 15th Feb 2014 2:55 AM | |
Why the heck did they give a habitually unsettled patient a candle? That seems dangerously irresponsible. |   
"If Rebekah could keep doing this, she could gain favor and become a ruthless dictator."
Best player on the losing team two Labs running. |
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Boc
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| Post #23: 15th Feb 2014 2:57 AM | |
The Pojons work in mysterious ways |  |
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PORL
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| Post #24: 15th Feb 2014 10:43 AM | |
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mal
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| Post #25: 15th Feb 2014 10:49 AM | |
I did not hit her, thats bullshit i did not!
Oh hi mark | |
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Matt
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| Post #26: 16th Feb 2014 2:12 AM | |
You awaken on the medical table, but...you're not in the medical bay. Strange wires erupt from your naked torso and your arms are held tightly in place by the restraints. You struggle and squirm but there's no way you're getting out of this thing. Your eyes scan the room. Various medical equipment sits at a table to your left. To your right, another table stands with an assortment of tools spread across...instruments of torture, it seems. You begin to scream, your voice echoing through the room. You know, deep down, nobody will come. You lay here on this cold bed, tied up, not going anywhere. All hope seems lost...
Do You:
A: Continue to squirm and try to break free.
B: Cry.
C: Sing a children's song to calm yourself down.
D: Continue screaming for help. | | |
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itsbrianyay
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| Post #27: 16th Feb 2014 2:14 AM | |
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Curtis
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| Post #28: 16th Feb 2014 2:15 AM | |
C: Sing a children's song to calm yourself down.
I SHALL SING WHAT MY MOTHER USED TO SING TO ME. HOW I MISS HER VOICE | |
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Matt
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| Post #29: 16th Feb 2014 2:45 AM | |
My apologies I got distracted by other obligations (: | | |
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Matt
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| Post #30: 16th Feb 2014 2:58 AM | |
You begin singing softly to yourself. "Five little monkeys jumping on the bed.." The door creaks open and you close your eyes, not willing for the stranger to ruin the moment. "One fell off and bumped his head..." Footsteps creep forward, inch by inch, slowly. You fight off the urge to open your eyes and continue the song. "Mommy called the doctor and the doctor said..."
Suddenly, a hand clasps over your throat. You open your eyes in horror to see Dr. Viktor Pojon, a sinister glaze in his eyes. "NO MORE FUCKING MONKEYS JUMPING ON THE BED!" You can feel your life slipping away slowly as you begin to suffocate, his fingers tightening even more against your neck.
Do You:
A: Accept your fate.
B: Struggle against the restraints.
C: Spit in his face. | | |
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