says PROBLEM? *trollface*
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says /tags
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says *snorts* No, she didn't, but I thought that I should introduce myself. I guess I'll leave if you're busy. *turns and walks away*
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says Oops, sorry. *moves away*
I don't think the times are hard! Even though my son has disappeared, my daughter is now a mute lunatic, and my wife is dead, I feel FANTASTIC. *overly happy face that slowly fades into a blank expression* No, you're right. The times are hard.
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says Hullo there. Flannery mentioned you were her foster sister. I thought I'd come by and say hello~ *happy face*
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Rewrite says *grins*
Listening to your twisted transistor~
It's funny - I normally prefer classical music, but I love that song.
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Rewrite says *finds a new sheet of paper*
I guess I could be called an "experiment".
I never knew who THEY were either; they just appeared out of nowhere and told me I would be perfect for Project Lifespan. I refused to go with them, so they...
*she hesitates before she continues*
They made it so I couldn't talk anymore. "A sacrifice for a sacrifice," they said.
Unintelligent, eh? Cesium may be able to help educate her a bit. I haven't known him long, but I know he's very smart.
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Rewrite says *she looks down at the paper, realizing her mistake, scribbles a message below Scavenger*
No, Scavenger isn't a single entity... it's what THEY call themselves. *she looks around, suddenly nervous, and scratches out the message. Then, she writes a new one.*
Does she have a number?
*she lifts one of her wings, revealing a raw patch of skin. The number 5 is cut into the flesh.*
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Rewrite says *scribbles something else on the paper*
Who is Tormented? Another one of Scavenger's victims?
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Rewrite says *looks around and finds a piece of paper and pen. On it, she writes "MUTE" in big, sloppy letters*
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