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Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by tash777, May 7, 2012.

  1. That was kinda harsh, dont u think, tash?
     
  2. What was harsh? 
     
  3. His comment, duh  running away with a puff if wind going out is not harmful lol
     
  4. I'm running away from Hannah and her threats 
     
  5. Bump! Omg she should bring the while gang to back her up when she goes into the forest  she's so brave to go back in theree...
     
  6. Nope, she's going alone. They would only try and stop her going since she is still injured.
     
  7. Update!!!! Bump!!! AMAZING!!!!
     
  8. Here is a short update so Hannah will stop threatening me and to leave a little cliffhanger  and Hannah as a punishment your character won't be put in yet >:)

    I limped into the forest, trying to figure out where I had left my bag. There was a dull pain in my arm where I had cut it. I sat down and took the bandages off, expecting to see an almost healed wound. It was far from it.

    What had been a scab this morning was now a complete mess. The cut seemed to have gotten deeper, and the skin around it was sore and blistered. The veins I could see surrounding the wound had swollen and changed from their ordinary light blue to a dark purple.

    I lightly touched the cut. Pain rocketed through my whole arm, causing me to scream in agony. I clamped a hand to my mouth to stop the sound from being heard.

    I carried on walking and tried to ignore the persistent pain in my upper left limb. I carried on going, searching for my bag. Occasionally I would see something I recognized, like one of my traps or a crossbow bolt covered in dried blood.

    Sometimes even the odd half eaten mutant corpse, with the body of an innocent animal next to it that had been stripped to the bone by other animals smart enough to tell the difference between mutant animals and normal animals.

    I noticed how terrible I felt. I was dizzy and nauseous, and it seemed to grow worse and more intense every time I took a step. Something was wrong with me. Very wrong.

    By the time I reached a point I definitely recognized, my sight had become blurry and my temperature had risen by what felt like a thousand degrees.

    The place was covered in dried up mutant blood, and the floor was littered with their bodies. I looked over to see my bag hanging from a branch, not too high up.

    I started to walk over to it when I staggered and collapsed onto the floor. My vision was becoming dark and my senses where turning numb. All of this came from that stupid cut. Was this death?
     
  9. Wrong thread 
     
  10.  update please, bump
     
  11. IM SORRY I EPICLY FAILED! 
     
  12. Sorry for the death threat you know I would actually kill you 
     
  13.  ok now I'm scared...