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Your welcome, and owo thanks
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All that could be heard was the beeping of the heartbeat monitor that was hooked up to the young girl who was in critical condition. She lay there in her hospital bed unconscious. A breathing respirator was hooked up to her nose. Doctors did not know when she would wake but if she did she would only see through one eye as her other eye was badly burned in the explosion that happen in Deviant Tower. Balthier, acting leader of Team Gratitude had held the frail hand of the little girl. He stared at her, and felt nothing but pity and remorse as the beautiful girl who once sang with her guitar was now silent and the skin that shown yellow was now faded to a pale white. Her good eye suddenly half open. She looked over at Balthier. “Lisa?” said Balthier with excitement in his voice. “Bal…thier” replied Lisa as she half smiled. She felt exhausted; speaking had felt like it knocked the wind out of her. “Don’t talk my dear, please save your strength” replied Balthier but Lisa would not comply “Mobis…is he…” “No he’s not hear...” Balthier’s reply was cut off by Lisa “He’s alive…dreamed…of him…the city…I.R..” “No more talk my dear, rest” Balthier said, he grit his teeth when he heard I.R mentioned. The merciless beast was the reason she was in this hospital and what he wanted more now than ever was squeeze the life out of him. Suddenly his rage had turned to panic when Lisa’s heartbeat monitor began to beep out of sync. Nurses rush into the hospital room “IS SHE DIEING?!” yelled Balthier but one answered him as he was pushed out of her room by nurses who were working frantically to resuscitate little Lisa. The curtains to her room were drawn and the door slammed in his face as he nearly stumbled out of Lisa’s room. Balthier’s heart beat harder and harder as his thoughts of impending death happening to Lisa threw him in a traumatic state but he did what little he could to remain optimistic and keep himself from losing his nerves. A few moments later a doctor step out and closed the door behind, Balthier rushed at him as if to shake the truth out of him “Is she going to be alright? Please tell me you saved her” said Balthier. The doctor’s long silence and look of grief on his face was enough to tell him that the worse had happened. “I’m so sorry, we did everything he could, if you wish for me to tell the other in the waiting room…” the doctor was cut off by Balthier hand who gestured for him to stop speaking “I will break the news to them” said Balthier. He walked to his comrades in the waiting room and with every step he thought of how he would break the news to them. When he turned the corner to the waiting room, all eyes were on him. “Is alright?” asked Sheva as Chris had held her hand “Can I give her, her guitar now? I fixed the burnt wood to new” said Clank. In that moment Balthier let slips a tear “It is with great unfortunate news that Lisa Simpson is…” he couldn’t finish as he wiped the tear from his face. There cries of anguish and anger coming from his comrades but one man stood up from his seat walked towards Balthier. He was dressed in his district attorney suit that was party burned due to an explosion he barely escaped from. Half of the left side from his face was so badly burned that the eye was lidless, his skin burned right to the muscle and all the hair on the left side of his scalp was burned away. In his left hand he flicked a coin repeatedly then spoke “Heads I.R dies and tails says he lives?” said the man with burnt face “He will not die, we took an oath never to break the one rule of Mobis-New-Nest, as much as I want to see I.R. suffer the same fate, killing him is not right” “IT’S NOT ABOUT WHATS RIGHT IT’S ABOUT WHATS FAIR! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD BE GRATEFUL PEOPLE IN AN UNGRATEFUL TIME BUT YOU WERE WRONG, THE WORLD IS CRUEL AND IT SHOWED YOU THAT WHEN MOBIS AND LISA DIED. THE ONLY MORALITY IN A CRUEL WORLD IS CHANCE, UNBIASED, UNPREGIDOUS AND FAIR. I.R. HAS THE SAME CHANCE THAT MOBIS AND LISA DID, 50/50!” yelled the man with burnt face “Harvey you are upset and I know…” but Balthier was cut off by Harvey “DON’T PATRONIZE ME!” yelled Harvey and then he flicked his coin one last time, it landed in the palm of his hand and then he took his palm and placed the coin on top of the knuckle of his other hand. It read heads “So it was written, so it shall be done” said Harvey with a serious look on his face “If any of you are in sync with me on this then help me put this monster six feet under but if not then don’t get in my way, from here on out there is no more thanks for the fav” Harvey turned and made his way for the exit of the hospital. Sheva pulled let go of Chris’s hand and followed Harvey. So did Ratchet, Booker T, Samus and Megatron. “So this is it? This is how Team Gratitude ends? No more thanks for the fav? DO NOT DO THIS! THIS IS WHAT I.R. WANTS! WE TOOK AN OATH!” yelled Balthier but his voice fell on deaf ears. The team was broken, Lisa dead, Mobis dead or missing and city now overrun with I.R., General Bane and Dr. Nefarious thugs. All hope had now fallen to you.
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Your welcome :3
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Thank you so much for the fav!!!
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Your welcome :3
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Thanks so much for the fav!
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Anytime:3
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Your welcome. Amazing drawings <3
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Thank you so much for the fav, I really appreciate it.
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As always your welcome ;D
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Your welcome :3
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Your welcome :3
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Thank you so much for the fav, I greatly appreciate it.
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Keep it u i love love your art<3 Lol I fav it at least several times a month owo"
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Thanks so much for the fav ^_^
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Yes they are :3 your welcome
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Holy pancake in a waffle factory, thank you for stalking me too
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hehe I know it's wonderful to be stalked ;D
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O_O Thank you for the llama and wow was that fast comment owo"
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Your welcome :3
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Your welcome :3
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THANK YOU FOR THE FABULOUS WATCH!!
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You awake to your eyes blindfolded. You try and move your hands to take off the blindfold but find that your hands are bound to the chair you sit uncomfortably in. The scent of gasoline stings your nose. Panic engulfs you and then you call out for help. “Hey, I’m here it’s gonna be alright” says voice on a phone a few steps away from you. “What the hell is going on? Who are you?!” you yell as your heart rate races. “I don’t know I just came too and I’m blindfolded and tied up, I’m Harvey, Harvey Dent” says the man’s voice on the phone. The name sounds familiar to you but escaping is your main concern at the moment. You fidget and struggle to get free of your bonds but it’s no use as their tightly sealing you in place. “Hey are you there? Talk to me” asks Harvey “Yeah I’m here, I’m tied up to” you say as your panting from all the struggling. You’re still bewildered as what happened. One minuet you were in the comfort of your own home on the internet favoring creative art pieces on DeviantArt.com then next minuet you wake up to this. “Don’t worry help is on the way, we’ll make out of here I promise” says Harvey but his words don’t make you feel any safer, given the situation.
Meanwhile at a police station one of interrogations rooms is occupied by someone who is currently cuffed to a desk. The room is dim; it has one mirrored window and smells of coffee and cigarettes. The door to the interrogation room opens and then enters the commissioner of police. “Evening commissioner” says the voice of the individual cuffed to desk. The commissioner doesn’t acknowledge what the suspect says but makes his way to the desk and sits across from him. He looks at the suspect with what faint light there is. The suspects hair is green and semi long, his face is pasty white with black patches all around his eye lids. His lips were a mix of red and pink but what are morbid were the cuts at the curves of his mouth when he smiled, they extended his smile like someone surgically cut his mouth further more vertically. “Harvey and a Deviant Art member are missing” says the commissioner “Of course they are” replies the suspect, “What have you done with them?” asks the commissioner “Me? I was right here” says the suspect then giggles his hand that is cuffed to the desk to emphasis is capture and innocents. “Who did you leave him with hmm? Your people, assuming they are your people and not General Banes. Does it depress you commissioner just to know how really alone you are? Does it make you responsible for Harvey and that deviant’s predicament?” says the suspect “Where are they?” asks the commissioner while trying to keep his nerves under control. “What time is it?” asks the suspect “What difference does that make?” replies the commissioner “Depending on the time they maybe in one spot or several” replies the suspect. The commissioner reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out the keys to the suspects cuffs “If we’re going to play games then I’m going to need a cup of coffee” says the commissioner “Ah the good cop, bad cop routine?” asks the suspect “Not exactly” replied the commissioner as he gets up and leaves the interrogation room. The lights in room go from dim to bright instantly and the suspect is left nearly blinded by the sudden change but suddenly someone from behind the suspect takes his head and slams it on the table. “Owe, never start with the head the victim gets all fuzzy and can’t feel the next…” the suspect is cut off when the surprised guests fist slams down on the suspects hand who does not feel any pain. “See” said the suspect “You wanted me, here I am” says the guest. The suspects looks at the guest who is dressed in all white formal outside with a top hat and white mask covering his face. On his left side where is heart was there was pin with little white whale swimming in the ocean with the sun shining bright in the sky and heart over the whales head. “I wanted to see what you could do Mobis-New-Nest and you didn’t disappoint, you let five deviants die, one get kidnapped and Harvey take your place, even to a guy like me that’s cold” says the suspect “Where are they?” asks Mobis but the suspect ignores him “I.R, Nefarious and Bane want you gone so they can go back to way things were before but I know the truth, there is no going back, your gratitude’s have changed things forever” says the suspect “Then why do you want to kill me?” asks Mobis “Hee hah ha ha I don’t want to kill you, what would I do without you, go back to faving one liner artists, no no no, you complete me” says the suspect “You’re a pshyco that kills people” says Mobis “DON’T TALK LIKE THEM! You’re not even if you’d like to be, you’re just a freak like me, they like you right now but when they don’t they’ll cast you out like a leper” says the suspect. Mobis grabs him by the collar lifts the suspect out of his seat “WHERE ARE THEY!” says Mobis very seriously “I suppose this the part where I say thanks for faving a piece at Mobis-New-Nest Hee hah ha ha” says the suspect and then Mobis slams him table. “Don’t worry I’m gonna tell you where they are and that’s the best part because you’re gonna have to choose, Harvey’s at 250 second street and the deviants at Sisario Ave but better hurry the clocks ticking, tick tock, tick tock Hee hah ha ha” says green haired suspect.
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No words to describe that comment. Just awesome~
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Your welcome :3
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Thanks for the watch (~'W')~
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Anytime :3
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Dawww your Verry welcome :3
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Your welcome ^_^ owo thanks for teh llama
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