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1/26/2016 11:42:03 PM
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She sheds a single tear.
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[b]he hugs her, not caring if she wanted it or not[/b]
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Roger clenches his fists, causing them to glow slightly. Tara accepts the hug.
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"Rodger... I would really appreciate it if you didn't pummel my face in at my own brothers funeral..." [b]he keeps hugging Tara, shedding tears of his own [/b]
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[b]he looks to the rest of them[/b] "I'm so sorry guys... Look, Roger, I'm not in a state to be punched to death right now... Please." [b]he sounds defeated, bloody tears stream down his face[/b] [spoiler]dont bring him back. He's dead.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Ok[/spoiler] Roger releases his fist and slumps over, defeated. "After everything, he still died." Tara says, crying before running to her room. Granberia and Alma go to check on her.
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"T-Tara.. Please.." [b]he falls to his knees and stares at the floor in front of him, defeated[/b]
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She's already gone. Roger stares blankly at the floor.
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"Hey, man..."
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"He may have been mad but he was still a friend." Roger says as he stands. "We must live on in his memory.
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"Not like I have much of a choice, do i? I'm more concerned about her..." [b]he runs toward Tara's cabin[/b]
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He finds Granberia and Alma standing outside the locked door.
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"THIS ISNT HAPPENING AGAIN!" [b]he charges strait into the wooden door with his shoulder, breaking through it at the cost of his shoulders dislocation[/b] "Tara... Tara we're here for you, don't refuse our help when you know, undeniably, that you need it." [b]he breathes heavily while speaking, looking back at the door and holding his shoulder[/b]
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She sits bolt upright, startled. "I was trying to get some rest! I've found it is the best way to..." She trails off.
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[b]he grunts and snaps his arm back into place.[/b] "Sorry, sorry, I thought you where trying to kill yourself... And don't try to pull that BS on me, I know you need someone around to help..."
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"I'm not going to shoot myself, I just need to..." She slumps over on the bed, eyes glowing.
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[b]he books it to the side of the bed, screaming for a medic[/b]
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Erubetie and Roger rush in with the others following. She goes to the bedside and puts her slimy hands on her head. "Give me a moment."
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"Oh god... Oh god no.." [b]he starts pacing[/b]
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Tara opens her eyes. "No, not this soon."
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"NOT THIS SOON WHAT... TELL ME TARA..."
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"Another evil is rising."
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"I'll gladly die fighting it...."
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"One of the mind."
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"How do I kill it..."
