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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/9/2016 8:28:52 PM
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"Well, moral support would be a start... How far have you come? What drugs are you taking? I'll have to hide them but maybe you can give them to me and I'll give you what you need when you need it. I will start giving you less and less every time and then once you're completely off of them I will dispose of the rest... Possibly in the toilet in my house because I made the toilet and even [i]I[/i] don't know where the stuff goes..."
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[b]She rattles off a list of every drug in existence.[/b]
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"Are you f@&$ing serious?"
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"Yes! Very serious!"
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"Please tell me... Why have you not died?"
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"I... Don't know. Maybe dumb luck, maybe I'm just resilient."
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"No... That's not enough... I'm being serious when I say mixing a number of the chemicals in those together should have caused you to explode in a green fireball... Take me to where you keep them..."
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"Oh! I don't keep them anywhere. I just kinda... Pull em out of nowhere when I want them. Never seems to run out. Ever."
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Edited by Skatch142: 10/9/2016 10:36:06 PM"How? Show me."
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[b]She pulls a joint from seemingly nowhere.[/b] "See? I don't know how!"
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Edited by Skatch142: 10/10/2016 12:38:46 AM"Okay... Follow me..." *He starts walking in the direction of his house.*
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[b]She follows, skipping.[/b]
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*They reach the box and he opens the door for her. She can clearly see that it's bigger on the inside.* "This is my house... I'm going to get you something to help you quit those drugs..."
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"Okay..." [b]She seems amazed that a small box could have a house in it.[/b]
