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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:08:37 GMT -6
After a few weeks the girl didn't return... At all...
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:09:27 GMT -6
she decided to look for her hopping on her bike and crusing
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:12:23 GMT -6
She came upon a barn for certain desert animals, the Stallion there had Porcelain's eyes.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:13:49 GMT -6
she parked the bike and yelled "hey! you there!" she called
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:18:20 GMT -6
The stallion walked over. Wuts it dat yu want lil Missy?
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:19:22 GMT -6
"do you know Porcelain heart?" she asked
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:21:43 GMT -6
She's my daughter? Why?..... He asked angrily. Why do ya need er?
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:22:36 GMT -6
"she's a friend of mine" she said "and i wanted to see her" she continued
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:26:39 GMT -6
Well she ain't here... Get lost punk! He growled.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:28:17 GMT -6
"do you even know who i am?" she asked pulling a gun out
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:29:42 GMT -6
He growled and said. Fine... She's in the house.. I'll show you.... He bekoned her in.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:30:13 GMT -6
she followed holstering the pistol
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:31:45 GMT -6
She's downstairs.... Playing with toys..... He rolled his eyes.
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Post by Narwhalia on Aug 9, 2015 22:34:08 GMT -6
"she's not gonna be down there and your planning to lock me down there to prevent me from seeing her arent you?" she presumed
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Post by nightlyclockworkmoon on Aug 9, 2015 22:36:24 GMT -6
He rolled his eyes. Sweetie you down there? He called. Yeah daddy why? She called back, her faint whispering voice. He gave her a look.
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