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 Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:54 pm
 Guns, violence, and horror...sorry, my fault. I belive my name is Drew. "Well..." Drew said after the girl was finished mubling about gay guys. He turned to the boy and smiled. "Has she not eatten in a couple days?" He was stunned and confused by the girl laying on the ground rubbing soup on her face but it was okay. They had food and he was hoping that he got some.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 9:12 pm
 ~The irresistible joy of being behind the wheel of a brand new life... thats what I live for~
From all my heart and a little bit of my stomach, Chantler. "I dont think she has." Chantler said staring at Clarance rubbing the soup on her face. He looked up at the mysterious boy. Shirtless and bloodstains on his pants. "Your not gonna kill us, are you? Cause thats probably the least of our worries." He sighed. "Well you have something to offer us. You look like you just got done killing someone. Theres another guy inside. He was beaten by a gang and left to die because hes gay. With you staying here now that makes 3 people in two days." He finnaly finished and stood up to start the grill. He turned it on just to see if i was working. Once the flames light up he immediantly turned it off. "Follow me." he said to the boy. He led him back inside and down the hallway and opened the door at the very end of the hall. "This is your room." It was a very plain bedroom but nice looking. "Its the last room so we cant take in anyone else. Oh, Do you have a car because theres a free space in the garage."
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 9:27 pm
Guns, violence, and horror...sorry, my fault. I belive my name is Drew. "No, I only kill people who ******** with me." Drew said to the boy He listened to him ramble and watched him light the grill. Then he follwed him to the room that was ten times better than where he was living before. "Yeah my cars out front." he said. "I think I have something youll like." He smiled and walked outside to ge his car. He drove it around to the back of the house and found the doors open on the three car garage. It revealed an empty spot, a grey convertible, and the bright yellow Hummer. He backed his car into the spot and immediantly got out and reached into the back seat. he got out a bag and a car battery. He brought it inside to the kitchen where he found the boy at. "Hey does is there an office here that I can turn into a kinda workshop?" he asked Chantler "Yeah its the door over there." Chantler said pointing to a door in the living room. "Oh and im Chantler. Whats your name?" "Drew and thanks." he headed to the office and immediantly began tinkering with the contents of the bag. He already knew how to what he was trying to do but diddnt quite know how to go about it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:27 am
 Clarance, Bitches.
Yes. I'm a ******** chick.
Get over it.
Clarance sat up at the mention of eating. She was so hungry. She really wished Chantler would hurry the ******** up with the cooking. She grumbled when she didn't see him anywhere in the yard and stood up, walking inside, leaving the cans beside the propane tank. She walked into Swen's room and sat beside him on the bed. She ran her fingers through his hair again. "I bet you can't wait until you can stand up without worry of your head falling off... Hopefully you heal fast, because I can't wait for it either. I hate seeing people not able to do something they wanna do because of someone else's dumbass self. I'll be sure to get him back for you, Swen. He deserves everything that's coming to him..," she said lowly, a hard stare aiming towards the wall. After a moment, she shook her head and looked down at him. "You want me to bring you outside? It's nice today. I'll have to change your bandages later on. If you want, I can kinda try to wash you off more with the pool water. That's all the water we really have..," she said quietly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:28 am
 Uhm... My name's Swen.
It's (Svehn) not (Swin).
Please be nice.
Swen nodded a little to her question. Being outside sounded wonderful. It really did. He was sick of laying here in the quiet bedroom alone. It made him feel dead and unwanted. He winced a little when Clarance stood and lifted him into her arms. He was sore everywhere. He watched the scenery change as she walked through the house. A few moments later, the two were outside beside the pool. Clarance had laid him down on the ground, taking her shirt off to give him some cushion behind his head. It was a house full of gays, so she figured they wouldn't really give a s**t. She had a bra on at least. Two, actually. One being a sports bra. "You don't mind me cutting your shirt, right?" she asked him. Swen shook his head gently and closed his eyes, enjoying the sunlight. He felt her grab the hem of his shirt and rip it straight up the middle. Then he felt her fingertips trace bruises and whatnot on his torso. Then he felt no touch for a moment before he heard the splashing of water and then felt a cool wet rag gently scrubbing at his skin. A smile spread onto his face. It felt nice to be cared for.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:43 am
~The irresistible joy of being behind the wheel of a brand new life... thats what I live for~
From all my heart and a little bit of my stomach, Chantler. Chantler grabbed four pots and sat them on the counter. He then brought them outside and sat them on the table next to the grill. He went back inside and down the hall-way back to the attic. He grabbed another random can for Drew. He then went back oustisde and continued to make the food. Once he finished he put the food into four seperate bowls and brought them all outside. He sat them all on the table and went back inside to get Drew. "Hey Drew theres food waiting for you outside." he said opening the door to the office. He was sitting at the desk cutting wires on a surge protector. Chantler had no idea what he was doing but felt that it would be benificial to them. He walked back outside and started to bring the bowls over to the two sitting next to the pool. "Time to eat." He said as he handed them the food that they had already choosen. "So we need to make a plan."
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 2:13 pm
Guns, violence, and horror...sorry, my fault. I belive my name is Drew. Drew nodded his head when Chantler came in to the office. "Okay." he said. He stopped what he was doing and left out of the room to go get some food. God he was starving. He was handed a bowl of chicken noodle soup and he couldnt be happier. "What kind of plan?" he responded to Chantler. He looked over at the shirtless girl with the shirtless boy in her lap. He then looked down and realized that he too, was shirtless. Chantler was the only one wearing a shirt... p***y He shoved his food in his mouth while listening to Chantlers responce.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 2:24 pm
~The irresistible joy of being behind the wheel of a brand new life... thats what I live for~
From all my heart and a little bit of my stomach, Chantler. "Any kind of plan!" Chantler responded to Drew. "Anything for the furture. You cant tell me that any of you dont miss electricity? How about running water? Sure we have the pool but its not gonna last long. While everyone is out there joining gangs to survive. We need to be here trying to reform civilization. Judging by you three being shirtless I think that the first thing we should do is get clothes." He looked up at the sun. It was right over head. "Its about 12 right now. Who wants to come with me to the mall?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 4:19 pm
Clarance, Bitches.
Yes. I'm a ******** chick.
Get over it.
Clarance nodded as she fed Swen carefully. "I do need some clothes... I guess I'll go. Swen, you wanna go? I can rig you up so your neck doesn't bend that much. It should be fine if I do it..," she said, looking down at the boy who nodded a little. "I guess Swen's going, too. Lemme get him fixed up real quick." She lifted the boy's back up carefully, keeping his neck straight. She sat him up and looked over at Chantler and Drew. "Can one of you help him sit up straight for a few minutes? I gotta go find some stuff..," she said questionably, glancing between the two.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 4:40 pm
Guns, violence, and horror...sorry, my fault. I belive my name is Drew. "I'll do it." Drew practically shouted. He couldn't help it. He wanted to do more than just hold that boy. He would prefer to hold something else but now was not the time for that. He did what he was told to do and sat there while the girl did what she needed to. "So what are your names?" He asked. Be please something sexy. Please be something sexy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 6:57 pm
~The irresistible joy of being behind the wheel of a brand new life... thats what I live for~
From all my heart and a little bit of my stomach, Chantler. Chantler stood up and went inside. He remembered that he needed to feed his pet bird. He walked into his room and sighed. The bird, a white parakeet with several light blue spots on his back, was sitting infront of a small mirror hanging in his cage, hitting his head against his reflection. "You have more to live for than this." Chantler said. At that he picked the cage up and took it back outside. He then removed the top half of the cage causing the mirror that had been hanging inside to fall on the ground and break. The bird Then flew out of the cage and landed right next to it. He then proceded to hit his head against his own reflection just as before. "Well maybe not." Chantler said in between his laughter. He scooped the bird up and placed him back in his cage. He walked back inside and sat the bird on the counter. After feeding the bird he closed every window in the house and grabbed the keys off of the counter. He walked outside to the three and looked at Drew. "I assume your driving your car. We have gas if so dont worry about that and I plan to get as much from the mall as I can. Clarance," he said as he turned his head to her. "If you can drive would you mind taking the convertible?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 4:52 pm
Clarance, Bitches.
Yes. I'm a ******** chick.
Get over it.
Clarance nodded, handing Swen off to Drew. "My name's Clarance. I'll be right back, guys," she said distractedly as she stood and walked off into the house, searching for the things she needed. She returned about ten minutes later with a thick, sturdy, small board, some medical tape, a large cloth and a large sheet of gause. She sat down beside the two and wrapped the board in the cloth, wrapping a spread-out layer of tape around it to hold it. She then pressed it against the back of Swen's head and in between his shoulder blades. She then proceeded to hold the board firmly in place, wrapping the rest of the tape around his neck, getting Drew to hold the gause where it should be against the gash in his throat. When she was done, she smiled at her work. "There. That way you can stand up without worrying about bending your neck back too far. It should work pretty well for a few days."
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 4:53 pm
Uhm... My name's Swen.
It's (Svehn) not (Swin).
Please be nice.
Swen gazed up at Drew. "S-Swen..," he whispered hoarsely at his question. He then blushed lightly as a thought crossed his mind. "Y-You're...c-cute..," he whispered bashfully. When Clarance came back and began to bandage him up, he didn't meet Drew's eyes out of shyness. "Th-thank you," he wheezed when she was done wrapping his neck up. He smiled softly over at her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 7:46 pm
Guns, violence, and horror...sorry, my fault. I belive my name is Drew. Thats sexy!!!!!! Drew blushed and looked up at the sky. He wasnt embarassed but he diddn't know what to say. He looked back down at the cute boy laying in his lap. Even though the world felt as it was coming to the end, he diddn't want to be anywheres else. They finished fixing up Swen and point-less chit-chat. He walked through the house and out to the garage where Chantler was already ready to leave. The three cars pulled out of the garage into the silent neighborhood. It seemed wierd being able to drive as fast as they wanted to. Cars littered the side of the interstate and several other roads along the way. The mall had a few cars, but still seemed deserted. There wasn't anybody at the entrance asking for donations for a charity. The food court was very dimmly lit. There was no light except for the single skylight. It was alot different than when he used to come to drown his lonliness in new expensive things. "Do you think anybody has been here since The Calling?" he asked the other three. Chantlers flashlight pierced the eeire darkness in the back corner. Something diddn't feel right. Drew pulled out a handgun and held it like an FBI agent would in a crime show. Just in case anything happened, he would be prepared.
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