"Rock solid? My foot didn't feel rock solid that time." Max replied
to Dean with a smirk. "Pretty sure it kicked the jelly interior."
Then he started laughing and walked towards his tent. Dean was
becoming more and more amusing. Teasing would be the best option
with him now. 'Teasing him should be fun.' Max thought.
(Shy, should Max get snatched away during the storm?)
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
alexandra got up and tugged on arin's sleeve.
''c-can you sense where my brother matthew is? i'm worried
something happened, he wanders off at time's but not for this
long.. can you please help?'' she asked, tear's swelling up in her
eye's.
(Wolf, when a word ends with S, it doesn't have to be an apostrophe
s. Wanders can have just the S at the end. Just a tip, 'cause some
people get a bit rude to people who forget that, and I don't want
that to happen to you.)
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
(I know, but not everyone understands that. I'm not trying to be
mean, I'm trying to make it so less people are mean to you because
of your grammar. Some others aren't as forgiving to bad grammar as
I am. I've been using forums for a long time, sometimes there are
rules that you have to have good grammar or you can't join.)
"No, you're kind of a coward Dean. Cowards aren't rock solid
emotionally." River told him.
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
"At one point I was." Dean said, "I've been as hard as a rock until
Jr. High, when people kept on ignoring me, nobody hurt me anymore,
not even the bullies."
"Nobody dared bully me." River said, "I don't know why. Was it the
crazy murderous brother, or a mom with a room full of weapons? Or
was it because I know about 100 ways to kill someone with a knife,
and 20 ways with a pen. You can kill people with a pen." He looked
at Anna and told her, "So if you run out of weapons but there's a
pen nearby, use it and stab the target to death with it. Aim for
the throat."
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
Arin looked to Alex, and closed his eyes. He pointed west. "He's
fine." He stated. Adrin looked up at them. "I was bullied a lot for
my intelligence and shyness."
(There might be something wrong with me, 'cause I actually know
about 10 ways to kill someone with a pen, so I can more or less
back River's knowledge up. Also, pencils can kill too, but are less
dependable from the whole breaking thing.)
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
"I prefered being physically bullied. It helped, a lot." Dean said,
"It's interesting, I loved being physically and emotionally harmed,
and I still do."
"If you want to. I'm just saying it because it's pretty impressive
to know more than eight ways to kill someone with a pen." River
said, nodding. "Some of them aren't very straight-forward."
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
"Uhm... I have four fingers and one kidney...? And I suffer from
depression?" Adrin stated, hesitance in her voice. No one noticed
the finger thing on her left hand, so she never spoke about it.
Arin stiffned, but smiled and pet her head, nodding.