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Monica: "But my leg..."
Monica: Blinks slowly.
Monica: Falls again, laying there.
Monica: Trips and scramble to get up, the flames burning her leg.
Monica: Screams and runs.
I agree with her. I role-play, but there are new people on here now, making role-plays with no plot, and it bothers the shit out of me.
(Do you want her to? ī....ī)
Monica: Spying on Rose, ready to stab. (Don't worry she won't stab her. :Dī)
Monica: Kicking tree crying.
Monica: "Delilah... Please be safe..."
Monica: Climbs up tree and sings to self crying softly.
Monica: Singing "Poor Thing" softly to herself running away.
Monica: Panicking.
Monica: Hears footsteps and gasps, killing person.
Mandy: Looks around.
Monica: "Matt!"
Monica: "Sick bastards. They think this is entertaining."
Monica: Nods.
Monica: Breathing heavily, clutching Matt's arm.