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  1. *hands axe* NOW WHERE IS MY FROG SPLEEN!!! - @Ancient Elantrian
  2. @The Wandering Wizard = Detectives *cough*
  3. "We shall." He takes her arm, smiling as he watches the detectives file in. "Oh we shall." He grins from ear to ear.
  4. Sorry if I’ve been gone a while. I just watched a bunch of old home made movies my siblings and I made when we were younger. 
    One has me and my little sister and WE DID NO EDITING AND BRO- A WHOLE THING OF DANCE MOMS-

    here are some quotes:

    ”No I don’t want that book… thanks…”

    ”oh… no I’m okay…”

    ”LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME BACK-“

    ”why am I falling of my chicken-“

    ”yaaaaahh…. *whisper* you weren’t supposed to say that.”

    *res dress stage crewing*

    ”you get a cookie… or a fish….”

    *extreme panting* “ARGGGG-“

     

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    2. SmilingPanda19

      SmilingPanda19

      XDDD my siblings an I (I was the oldest and director) were so freaking funny XDD

    3. The Wandering Wizard
    4. Experience

      Experience

      Ahhh a feral rodent!!!

  5. He watches her for a moment before whispering juuust under his breath, so quiet nobody can hear, nobody but ghost of his former self. "Not even you..."
  6. Fancy :) 

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    2. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEEEAAAANNNSSSS 

      Should I know what that means

    3. Cinnamon

      Cinnamon

      42 is the answer to life the universe and everything in THGTTG and yes Eddie you should know that, I'm disappointed in you :P  

    4. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      Aww fishes I remember now…

      In my defense I hadn’t slept.

  7. He pulls back slightly, adjusting his tie. His eyes change oddly enough. One brown, one gold. “We?” He clicks his tongue. “I own them all. I own the world.” He brings his mic up to his mouth, so both of them can hear perfectly clear. His voice shakes. So many conflicting feels. Sadness, fear, anger, and most importantly… pain. They had brought this pain on him now. They had brought this pain on him before, and everyone was going to pay sooner or later. Everyone. “Nothing will stop me.”
  8. He looks into her eyes. "I am your Victor..." He repeats to himself in a whisper. "I am not weak... I am not naive... I am not helpless..." He whispers. "I am not... who I once was...." "I am not a child..."
  9. His eyes are a dark brown now. "But- what she says is true. I am not Victor. I am Cassian. I am her Cassian." He moves Siylna's arms off of him.
  10. He wraps his arms around her tight. "...Elsie- Elsie told me-" He starts to cry again.
  11. Victor looks up at her, covered in tears and curled up in a little sniffling ball in the corner of the closet. His eyes are a dark brown. He wraps his arms around her, starting to cry again. His mic still on. "He- but- he- it-" His eyes start to shimmer a light gold again, creeping on the edges of his eyes. He closes his eyes this time and thinks to himself. I am Cassian Bonswear. I am Cassian Bonswear. The gold goes away and the brown stays, he holds her tighter. "It's- It happened again-" Salty tears drip down his cheeks.
  12. His eyes fade to a brown, a scared little boy stuck in a closet. A little boy who needs someone there to save him. Someone needs to be there for him. "I'll get to you... somehow... I....I" He whispers, looking for words. His lips moving down. "I love you El." He whispers. A dark brown gleam in his eyes lights the darkness.
  13. He listens to her and feels his lips move to mouth the words, from where? He does not know. He picks up where she leaves off, leaning in close to the microphone. “You’ll never know dear… how much I love you…” He whispers with sincerity to his words. He may not of remembered her before, but now it’s clear as day to him. That same precious little girl he once loved is still in her now.
  14. “A song…” he whispers. “you have me… in a song… in a box?” His voice gets innocent and quiet. “magical…”
  15. “Eddie said friends are weak- friends make you weak- “ he pauses at the sound of his father. “My… dad?” He leans his head against the door. He feels tears well up even more, but he doesn’t know why or from where. His eyes fluctuate.
  16. He falls down against the door, struggling to breathe. “Elsie?” He brings the microphone up close to his mouth, he still feels tears drip. “younger… where… friends?” He looks around. I have friends?
  17. Victor picks up the microphone, heading the name. He didn’t realize it had turned on. “You-“ His eyes fluctuate between gold and brown constantly. He looks up at the roof of the ceiling for a moment before slamming his whole body into the door, shaking it. He does it a few times while speaking. “You- *slam* I remember *slam* where did you *slam* who are you-“ He feels tears dripping down his face. “Who are you?”
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