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Holy shit indeed. "WHAT THE HELL?! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" I scrambled to my feet, disoriented, and put my hands to my head, trying to fix it. I twisted it the rest of the way around and IT POPPED OFF IN MY HANDS I'M DEAD OKAY I'M DEAD NOW FUCK.
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She rested her forehead on the ladder before she continued to laugh. "I'm sorry....but it really is-"
"HOLY FUCK HIS HEAD CAME OFF LIKE A KEN DOLL"
Now there's something she shouldn't be laughing about.
2015-11-01 09:59:14 -
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I WOULD BE HYPERVENTILATING IF THAT WERE PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE, HOW AM I STILL ALIVE?! /HOW IS MY BODY STILL MOVING/??! "Ah--AAUUHHH!!" I accidentally dropped my head and I squeezed my eyes shut as I hit the floor. "I--I--IVORY?!"
2015-11-01 10:07:19 -
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Jackson jumped to his feet. "HOW IS HE STILL ALIVE?!"
"How the hell should I know!" She shouted back. "Just. Put it back on."
"Like a Ken doll?"
"/Yes./"
Jackson walked over and slowly picked up Madison's head, shaking slightly.
2015-11-01 10:10:48 -
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"OhmygodohmygodJesusjävlaKristusjagintevilldövarförhänderdettamig?!"
His head sobbed dryly while his body grabbed at his neck and the knob protruding from it. Kinsley looked like he was about to faint.
2015-11-01 10:17:00 -
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Jackson carefully put the head back on, trying not to freak out.
"See? Not so bad."
2015-11-01 10:19:15 -
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The second it was reattached, he fell to his knees and curled up into a ball on the floor, just trying to hold himself together. "Hjälp mig hjälpa mig snälla snälla någon hjälp mig......!"
2015-11-01 10:28:40 -
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Ivory let out a breath. "Madison. It's not /that/ bad."
2015-11-01 10:29:31 -
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"F--fuh--fuck--I--help--" He held his head tightly against his shoulders, as if it might fly off at any second.
2015-11-01 10:32:38 -
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She walked over, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You're alright. You're going to be fine."
2015-11-01 10:34:08 -
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Both were shaking. "It /came off/, it...what do I...?! ...I'm not alright, it just--!"
2015-11-01 10:39:19 -
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"But it's back on right now."
2015-11-01 10:40:13 -
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"It can /come off/!! What else, my arms, legs, /hands/...."
2015-11-01 10:42:11 -
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"Well they haven't /yet./"
2015-11-01 10:44:30 -
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"/Yet/?! WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING THAT?!" He buried his face in his hands, making sobbing sounds, but no tears fell. Kinsley sat up a little, not sure if he should help or if he even could, but wanting to nonetheless.
2015-11-01 10:46:02 -
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"Because it's the truth."
2015-11-01 10:46:59 -
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"I'M NOT GOING TO DROP DEAD /YET/, I'M NOT GOING TO COMPLETELY FALL TO PIECES /YET/?!" Kinsley reached out to put an arm around his shoulder and, without looking up, he shoved him away. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, I DON'T WANT YOUR PITY!" His nose grew behind his fingers, unseen, and he ducked his head further, crying going silent.
2015-11-01 10:52:13 -
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"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO FALL TO PIECES AT ALL! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY? THAT MY KNOWLEDGE ON THIS SHIT IS LIMITED BECAUSE A VAMPIRE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO KNOW /ANY/ OF THIS?! BECAUSE THAT's EXACTLY WHAT'S GOING ON!"
2015-11-01 10:54:54 -
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He didn't say anything. He didn't respond at all. He just sat there and took it.
2015-11-01 10:56:20 -
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"...." She let out a breath. "/Look./ You're going to be fine. Whatever this is, should be able to be reversed."
2015-11-01 10:58:22 -
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He put a hand to his face and there was a snapping sound. "...........................I'm sorry.................."
2015-11-01 11:01:08 -
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"....It's okay."
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"...................I'm just.........so scared............."
2015-11-01 11:03:53 -
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"I understand."
2015-11-01 11:04:20 -
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She understood? "..........I lost my head. Pun............not intended."
2015-11-01 11:05:14