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Published: 2013-12-22 06:09:04 +0000 UTC; Views: 283; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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I didn't really do anything but sit here on mai comp, being fat, getting straight A's, and roleplaying with D:
I've seen so much ppl do it. Might as well give it a try. And so I did. And naow I'm ded.
LOL I DESERVE THE SPECIAL GIFT!! xDΒ
Alwin:No she doesn't >:I
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SureeeΒ
I got alot of RP requests but I like multitasking. Feel free to just slap all the RP's on me xD
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For one, I want my oc char to be in as me because,
You have too many ocs, so choose your own. I'll start
(RED base)
Mike is in his medical bay staring at some boards...
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((I only has 6 OC's! :C Ima go with my bby Denn cuz he's my favorite <3))
Denn: *runs through the RED base being chased by half of the team*
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Mike: What is going on!? (Dropping clipboards)
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Denn:Β N-nothing is going on right no- UWOAH!Β *trips*Β
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Mike: Ah, dummkopf. (Picks Denn up) Quick hide! (Points to a hidden door)
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Denn: Erm-I-I... Thank you sir! *runs to the door and enters it*
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(Team Comes Running In)
Hoovy: Where did tiny Denn go?
Mike: (Points in a hallway leading to no-where)
Pyro: (muffled) Thank you!
Mike: No problem, kamarates.
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Denn: *covers mouth to muffle whimpers and heavy panting*
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(Team Storms off Down the Hall)
Mike: They're gone...
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Denn: Oh thank god! *tries to open door* U-um hey...It's kinda stuck!
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Mike: Oh yes, it locks automatically. (Rummages through messy desk, thinks: Where did I put it?) O-One second, Denn! (Chucks everything on the floor to find the key)
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Denn: Alrighty! *sits on the ground and plays with teddy*
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Mike
Clyde(my spy oc): What's rocking, doc?
Mike: Denn is stuck in my closet.
Clyde: (Flipping phone) I got it. (Hacks the door open)
Mike:W-WHA!?
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*Door suddenly opens*
Denn: Wha?! *drops teddy* O-oh...*picks up teddy* You found the key?
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Mike: N-No...
Clyde: I did. (Looking proud with his phone at hand)
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Denn: *steps behind a chair and hides* Thank you...But I still can't trust you.
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(Sorry for late reply 
Mike: (Walks up to Clyde and whispers) He's a little... paranoid.
Clyde: Ah, it's alright, man. I ain't gonna bite you. (Puts phone away)
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((it's fine uvu))
Denn:*slowly stands up* O-ok... But you better not kill me when I'm not looking! Just so you know, I will bite your hand off...
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Clyde and Mike: o.o
Clyde: Oookkaayyy... Cya doc! (Walks out to the rec room)
Mike: That was weird....
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Denn: I won't really bite people's hands off! *chuckles* It's just a threat that I make to protect myself. :3
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Michael(Clyde's Helper when Clyde's evil) : What you idiots doing here?
Mike: If you wanted to know so much, we'd tell you, but no.
Michael: You having a gayfest in here!? (Chuckles as he walks out)
Mike: (growls)
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Denn: *blushes* W-wha?...Β Β *stutters*Β N-no gayfest here!
*sighs* He seems mean. *frowns a bit*
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Mike: He is... He always hangs with Clyde... I'm going to investigate why... *Leaves Denn alone in the medical bay*
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Denn: W-wait! Don't leave me- *door shuts* alone... *gulps* Well now what? *slowly walks around the medical bay, examining the equipment* *drops a scalpel that made a loud clink*
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Mike: (Hiding at a corner) Time to find out your secret, Michael. (Sees Michael and Clyde go into a dark room and runs after them, stopping at the shut door)
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*Dark room leads down to stairs that were slightly lighten by torches*
*Michael and Clyde's footsteps echo throughout the stairway*
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Mike: (Going down the stairs, and looking at what the room contained.) What th- (Gets knocked out)
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*Small chuckles were heard before Mike faints*
~-Meanwhile-~
Denn: *sighs* Mike has been away for a hecka long time. *gasps* Maybe he's in trouble! *looks outside* I don't wanna go out there...But for Mike's sake! For victory! *slowly opens door and tip-toes out*
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Mike: (Wakes up tied up) Der Teufel? (Sees Michael and Clyde((clyde in his evil form)) )
Michael: Batter up.
Clyde: (At a table of knifes, needles and scapels) Excellent work, Michael.
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*Mike struggles*
Clyde: Ah uh uh~ No struggling! It'll be over soon.
*Footsteps echo in the distance followed by whimpers made by Denn*
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Mike: Denn? (Struggles even more to get out of his bonds) QUICK! (Duct tape quickly shuts Mike up)
Michael: (Whispering through gritted teeth) Shut the hell up, alright, fuckface!?
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Denn: *hears Mike's voice* Mike? You are here! Hold on! I'm comi- *trips* oh nooOO! *rolls down the stairs falling face first on the concrete* *yelps in pain*
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Clyde: (Walks over to Denn and Crouches, flipping out his Butterfly Knife) Lookie lookie at what we have, Michael. Tie him up too. (Returns to the table, putting all sorts of liquids in the needles.
Michael: (Ties up Denn and Puts Duct-Tape over Denn's Mouth)
Mike: (Pulls a sort-of 'Really?' face to Denn)
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Denn: *gives a 'Sorry' expression to Mike* *tries to undoes the knot on his wrists without letting Clyde or Micheal know*
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Mike: (Thinking) Where did I put that scalpel? I swear I put it in my pocket... (Looks for it more)
Clyde: Michael, strip Mike of his clothes, but leave his boxers on.
Mike: (Muffled) WHAT!?
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Denn: Β *muffled*Β W-wait what?!Β *panics a bit * π: 0 β©: 1
*loosens the knot and tugs on it* Almost! Got it!
Mike: (In boxers now ((and muffled)) ) Really, Clyde? I thought you were a good person!
Clyde: (Still at the table) Can't hear you... But, you won't be hearing nothing for a little while. (Walks over to Mike and Stares at a needle filled with Green liquid)
-Clyde hasn't done it yet, nudge nudge wink wink-
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Denn: *undoes the ropes* OH SWEET I GOT IT *jumps off chair* *rips off tape* Ouch! There goes the mustache my team wanted me to grow. I'M FREE! WHOO!
Clyde and Michael: What th-
Mike: (Muffled) HELLO? (Denn unties Mike and Mike grabs his Ubersaw) Looks like the shoe is on the other foot. (Threatening Michael and Clyde then ties them up)
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Denn: *whispers to himself* Oh my god this is so cool! I actually helped after I messed up! *glances over to syringe* What's this? *examines it* It has a green slushy thing in it. Ewugh. *walks over to Mike* Hey Mike? I found the thingy they tried to inject you with. Plus you're still half naked.
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Mike: (Looks down at boxers) Oh yeah... (Gets dressed) That green stuff paralyses you for 2 hours, but you still feel pain. Quick good for torturing people actually.
Michael: Duh, numb-brain!
Clyde: Why do you think I tried to inject it in both of you?!
Mike: (Holds Uber-Saw to Clyde's Neck and aims Overdose at Michael) You two better be quiet.
Clyde: Gag us then!Β
Michael: This is so boring.
Mike: (Pulls a face like this T_T to Clyde and Michael)
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Denn: Oh. Torture. And this is boring for you two, right?.. How about we torture you guys instead?.. I mean, I may not be the best but...I've got a couple tricks up my sleeve...*smirks* Well first, we could burn you. Maybe cut and stab you in certain places. We could electrocute or throw you guys in the Iron Maiden. How about freezing? Oh! There's still more by the way. *winks*
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Mike: (Looks at Denn like this o_o) Don't get carried away. I mean, yes, that all seems so good but... Alright, let's do it all! All, I say! I wanna start. Β Hmm. (Thinks for a bit then grabs a knife, walks over to Michael and cuts a small cut in his cheek)
Michael: Ah, stop, cockfag!
Mike: (Sits on Michael's lap) Come on, you love torture. Anyway, I've always hated you so... (Sucks on the cut on his cheek)
Michael: Stop! (Struggles but the ropes are really tight)
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Denn: *claps* Isn't this fun? *giggles* *glares at Clyde and smirks* We wouldn't want you to be left out Clyde... *takes a dagger and lifts Clyde's chin with it*
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Clyde: You do anything and as soon as I'm out, you'll be sued for everything you own!
Mike: You won't get out, because we're taking this chamber over. (Holds Hand up for a High-Five to Denn)
Michael: You guys are so gay.
Mike: (Sucks on his cut again)
Michael: Ouch, ouch, ouch! I'm sorry! (Wiggles in pain)
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Denn: *hi-fives Mike*Oh c'mon now! You guys were gonna do the same to us anyways. Might as well have FUN!! Β *points dagger to Clyde's throat*
Clyde: *sweats from fear*
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Michael: Listen, (Stuttering) I-If you let u-us go, we'll f-forget this ever h-happened...
Mike: Ohh, but we've just started. (Gets off Michael's lap and walks to the table) Hmm, cyanide, chloroform... Ooh, Fragmin! (Walks over to Michael) Hold your arm out. (Joking obviously because he's tied up :3) (Sticks the needle in his arm and injects it, then removes it and lets his arm bleed, making him groan in pain)
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Denn: *sucks in breath* I have a weird sensation to cut them up.*winces as Michael suddenly yells* Yeah, no.Β *stands next to Clyde* I have another thought that we should use anesthesia on them but what's the point of torture if they can't feel it? Hmm... *slowly slices Clyde's arm*
Clyde: *heavily breathes to ignore the pain*
Denn: Sorry, I'm not good at this. *sheepishly chuckles*
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Mike: Don't. Penetrate the skin, put don't slice off the arm. The Administrator will void him useless and dispose of him. Just leave a little cut.
Michael: Get off me! My legs are going numb.
Mike: Exactly. Duh. (Knocks Michael on his side, cuts on his other cheek, grabs a lemon from the table and squeezes it over the cut)
Clyde: Don't hurtΒ ma petite beautΓ©!
Mike: (Walks over to Clyde and slaps him) There's no language talking unless it's German!
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