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samhain-hallows

“Hahah~ Ya got nerve, imma give ya that. I’m passin’ through, whether ya get outta my way or not.”

        “Says the thick one. Now why don’t you         move before we’re both trampled over.”         Oh, did she neglect to mention there was         a mob after her? && she should meet up         with Lock in 30.3 seconds to activate the         trap? Ah, well, must’ve slipped her mind. 

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“Move the fuck out of my way.” ((GUESS WHO???))

Sentence Starters

{S}——-               “Hahaaaaa. No.”

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this-time-we-bagged-him

Shock crossed her arms, watching Barrel from the window. He never acted that weird.

   Scratch that, he was always weird. But this was a different kind of weird.

“That’s true… He’ll probably crack eventually..”

       “You’re bothering too much over that.” Lock       scoffed as he reclined on their couch; springs       && stuffing nearly bursting through the stitches.       He waved a hand a the deck of cards spread on       the ground with a yawn. “I believe it’s your turn?”

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nightmarishnerds​

Danny gave an irritated ‘tch’, pushing him over to sit in the shade also. “Move it over, prick; ah could pick yeh up and throw yeh. In the lake. Sound nice?”

He loved sunny days and all, since they got so few in Halloween Town, but it tended to get irritating the longer he had to work in it without water.

          There was an indignant sound as he was pushed          away by the fishman. The gall of the man! Lock shot          a glare at him && scooted away, even brushing his          clothes where Danny touched him.

                   “Psh. You think because you’re sticking your                    mouth on the princess’s you’re all fine && dandy,                    hmm? Do anything that pleases you with no con-                    sequence.” Apparently, calling him out wasn’t                   going to move his fat, scaly butt. “Oh, yes, like                   you can lift anything heavier than your head. I’m                   heavier than I look, Gills.” Well ... the guy looked like                    he’d be a challenge for even Barrel’s buff, but no way                    would Lock leave his lounging spot to the likes of him.

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"I am convinced he's hiding something." ((Hello friend :3))

Sentence starters

{L}——-                “Barrel couldn’t keep a secret if his life depended on it.”

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everafrost

“Wow.” In response, she peered a bit closer–though still keeping a respectful distance–taking in the series of fang-like teeth. “Did you sharpen it, somehow? Or..?” The spirit made a face, then the next query followed, “Ever bit your tongue accidentally?”

      Even with the distance, the ghoul leaned      away from her. Most people would scream      at the sight of two rows of sharp chompers.      Then again, she didn’t even look like a person.

           “Uhh ... I gotta ...” With a flick of his head, he            padded away, bare feet against the snow.            Rude, perhaps, but he’d rather not stray from             his cohorts in the human world.

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"I'm allergic to the sun."

Sentence starters

{L}-------                “Get this, fishsticks; I could care less.”             Proceeds to lounge in the shade of a tree.