[ You find yourself in a private
hotel room, first class everything really. There's a wine bottle on the table, cooling in a bucket of ice. Three champagne glasses on the table and
nicetroll standing by the door. ]
Well, look what the cat dragged in. Let's get to it, wolves. I need you to not die.
(ooc: WARNING FOR GORE AND VIOLENCE in Ash's thread.)
we've had a change in plans
now you get to play with oliver.
olivers been soooooooooooooooooo lonely since claire left him. so lonely. so sad.
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whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat was that.
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--The hell are you doing?!
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i don't want the wolves to be sad
you have to kill those disgusting sheep. :(
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in fact, they've already died. you can feel it sinking in in your brain. they're dead, they're gone.]
no
you play MORE
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[but now the feeling is with you. you just can't shake it. the only way, you know in your heart, is to play. to kill all the sheep.]
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you feel like if you don't save her, she just might die. or worse.]
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and now it's playing on repeat in your head. no matter what you do to try and stop it. :(]
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