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Forrest Semi-Crack RP { for EFE }

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please let me die

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it’s strange. i feel a hole in my heart right now, as if some nostalgia is attempting to seize it. i haven’t experienced melancholy in quite some time, but i… can also feel my heart breaking.

sometimes i recall the laughter of a boy which sounds like my own used to with my father. even so, i am assured it cannot be my own. bountiful curls. lace. a new sweater. it smells like lavender. he calls me father. i feel so unworthy of him, which is only natural considering my prior callous behaviour towards him. depression, maybe? no. it’s anxiety that crawls towards me. anxiety that i will never be able to make up this time to him.

( pensive dabs of ink line the page. leo stops writing for a mere moment and stares at the quill in his hand. )

i’m quite positive he isn’t real, but i anticipate he already knows how deeply i care for him if he is.

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*scratches his ass and looks around*

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im dying. im dying for the 100th time and i just knwo

my father absorbed the body. 

bye.

remember i;ll always love you.

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Howdy, my name is Saizo Smith. I’m a 27 year old Hoshidan Angloaholic (Nohr fan for you foreigners). I draw cartoons and comics on my tablet, and spend my days perfecting my art and playing superior Nohrian games. (Halo, Gears of War, Call of Duty) I train with my sword (no katanas) every day, this superior weapon can shoot straight through steel because it kicks ass, and is vastly superior to any other weapon on earth. I earned my sword license two years ago, and I have been getting better every day. I speak Nohrian fluently, both the Midwestern and the East Coast accents, and I write fluently as well. I know everything about Nohrian history and their Constitution, which I follow 100% When I get my Nohrian visa, I am moving to Nohr York to attend a prestigious High School to learn more about their magnificent culture.  I own several cowboy outfits, which I wear around town. I want to get used to wearing them before I move to Nohr, so I can fit in easier. I keep cool to my elders and seniors and speak Nohrian as often as I can, but rarely does anyone manage to respond. Wish me luck in Nohr!

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father:?

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munakata kyousuke is the sexiest man i’ve ever seen in my life. i wanted to say that before i die

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*disappears into the light*

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subakirulez replied to your post:@nohrbility cant wait for you and siegbert to die...

siegbert’ll be killed soon enough

oh, thank goodness

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@nohrbility cant wait for you and siegbert to die so i can take the throne ugly

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jsut let me die

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Years pass, skeletons no longer skeletons, but dust. Church no longer a church, but a myth. Legends say that in the midst of the ruins of an ancient civilization, a pink beret was found and had contained magical powers. 

Of course, it was always a legend. What happened to the pink hat? No one knows anymore.

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(wanders on alone, through ruins and forests, carrying his best friend’s corpse) i..i gotta…i gotta find it..

(days after, he finds an abandoned church, which was used to commemorate marriage and love) 

t-there it is…

(crawling in, you see abandoned party supplies, tattered paper that only could be translated as “C__GRAT_____NS F_RR__T _ND _GNAT__S”)

(putting the others body on the alter, leaving his pink beret on) 

(soon after, brady collapses on the floor, the light taking him) 

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A-AW CRAP!  F-FORREST! I AIN’T MEANIN TO SOUND LIKE A TINY BABY OR ANYTHIN BUT I MISS READIN ALL THOSE GOSH DAMNED FANFICS WITH YA! THOSE WERE THE BEST MOMENTS, I TELLS YA!

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brady...? im dead. 

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