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15 May 2011, 02:51 AM   #1
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Last edited by ‹ㅑJïNxㅜㅇNㅕ›, 15 May 2011
Well its a regular room with a regular bed- atleast- seemingly. I wouldn't want you to get any ideas, but the kid is obbsessive, so becareful where you step and what you touch theres no telling what could happen.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

15 May 2011, 03:01 AM   #2
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Tayte's body was completely still, he would never be able to acccomplish such a
simple task if he hadn't discovered the cure- the cure that he realized was starting to
eat away at his flesh and inner organs... But all is well as long as he continues to
comsume atleast the same amount of minerals and protiens the serum he injects himself eats
away. So he can replenish whats missing each time. Tayte's eyes looked heavily apon the
notes he was writting- he would right whenever he felt the serum effect him diffrently. He
tried to come up with a new serum countless times but none of them were any better
substitutes. Nothing was going to change his body, or the serum.. Unless he broke his
promise.. The one he swore to his mother and father just before he found them both
slaughtered in his own home.

He had to remember that using it wouldn't make anything better- it would make everything
worse.. Atleast- thats what he was told but- - it seemed so worth it- what could be the
harm in using an extra ingridient.. Tayte jotted a few more things down in his notebook
and on the next page he drew a picture of Channing's face. He smiled slightly to himself-
the boy was a good artistist, especially when he had controll of his arms and legs he
could practically do anything.. He earased the soft mellow dramatic lips he had drew on
channing and replaced it with a wide thick grin that was acomplished in only one stroke-
it made the whole thing look a bit cartoonish but it still amused him. He wondered if
Channing would ever smile at him again- based on what he did and said there was a pretty
likley chance the answer was never in a million years..
Tayte was sitting apon a silver titanium alloe case that saw onto of his bed, 3 tattered
looking books infront of him not counting the one he was writting in. His newest one out
of the bunch.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

15 May 2011, 03:17 AM