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Post by Mark Berry on Nov 17, 2005 22:44:20 GMT -5
Mark sat down at a desk waiting for everybody to arrive. "Hmm thats weird I'm usually the last one out..." He thought as he scribbled on a piece of parchment as Mark waited for his friends.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 18, 2005 14:43:37 GMT -5
((You have no friends!))
Pansy walked into the classroom looking at Mark in distaste. "Hello..." She said coldly and then sitting in the back of the room, as far away from Mark as she possibly could be. Pansy took out a peice of parchment and a quill and began writing down new and creative disdtruction ideas all where Mark either dies or enters much pain and suffering and then dies.
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Post by Mark Berry on Nov 18, 2005 20:04:22 GMT -5
Mark grabbed it and ripped it up then grabbed her quill and broke it. Mark put a spell oin the rest of her stuff so if she tried to write it would say Pansy adores Mark.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 18, 2005 22:10:18 GMT -5
"Lies..." Pansy said and wrote Marky insteed.
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Post by Mark Berry on Nov 18, 2005 22:44:20 GMT -5
Mark watched how whatever she wrote it turned to Pansy adores Mark.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Nov 19, 2005 13:58:40 GMT -5
Pansy started to get frustrated and wrote 'Idiot' instead of Mark.
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Post by Mark Berry on Nov 20, 2005 18:35:06 GMT -5
The spell conjured it to Mark
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