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Post by B. on Feb 6, 2014 11:23:27 GMT -5
I am really very excited.
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Post by B. on Feb 6, 2014 11:24:48 GMT -5
In reality sherry ann me and nicole would be in the same team because nicole and i are short enough to be a single unit
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Feb 6, 2014 11:59:34 GMT -5
No way, Nicole's with me. Though if we all beat our other opponents and get matched against each other we should totes pull off that poisoned berry thing.
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Post by Charles Vane on Feb 6, 2014 13:00:57 GMT -5
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
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Post by Charles Vane on Feb 6, 2014 13:03:21 GMT -5
i cant believe you're not competing but its also really sad whenever you kill yourself off. i am incredibly jelly i am not on team sherrybee, penillim or songsam. BUT YAY ME AND LINDA
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Post by Charles Vane on Feb 6, 2014 13:33:40 GMT -5
i do love winning things so i call now that i get to win.
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Post by Charles Vane on Feb 6, 2014 13:34:45 GMT -5
im so excited for charlotte and kyle too. i request that charlotte, me or charlotte and me are in every scene.
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Post by Rellim on Feb 6, 2014 14:03:53 GMT -5
i prefer fretsy
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Post by penne on Feb 6, 2014 18:42:01 GMT -5
penillim sounds dirty
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Post by Charles Vane on Feb 6, 2014 19:17:32 GMT -5
i didnt want to use betsy in the name though because its not kosher anymore. penlizabeth.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 23:53:33 GMT -5
Round 1 - Match 1 It was the first day of school. For Bee, it was her first day at a brand new school. Her family had just moved to a new city. Her classes were going fine, but she hadn’t made any new friends yet. Then she got to the class with Mister M and Anka. The three of them started chatting and found out they had a lot in common, such as watching Doctor Who, and being teenagers. They made plans to meet after school at the local Karate dojo, because karate was one of the other things they had in common. While walking to the dojo, Mister M explained to Bee that Anka and him were a couple. “That’s sweet,” said Bee. At the dojo, they met Mister M’s sensei. “Nice to meet you, Bee,” he said. “If you like karate so much, why don’t you sign up for the tournament next week? Who knows, maybe you can even beat our defending champion, Mister M.” Bee laughed. “Maybe I can,” said Bee enthusiastically. Mister M scowled. He didn’t like being upstaged, and certainly not to a girl. Outside the dojo, things took a turn. Mister M knocked the books out of Bee’s hands. “C’mon, if you’re so good at karate, let’s fight right now!” Mister M kneed her in the stomach. Bee didn’t know much about karate, only a little from some books she read and a few classes at the YMCA. Mister M, on the other hand, was the best student at the dojo. He did a kick move, knocking her to the ground. “I think she’s had enough,” said Anka worried. But Mister M wasn’t ready to stop. “An enemy deserves no mercy,” he said. Right as he was about to land a finishing blow, Bee’s new neighbor Sherry Ann jumped down from a ledge, deflecting the attack and sending Mister M flying. “Are you okay, Bee-bayan,” asked Sherry Ann. Bayan is a term which here means miss or young lady in Turkish. “Yeah, thank you,” said Bee weakly as she was still on the ground hurt. “Can you teach me how to do that?” Sherry Ann smiled sagely. “I promise to teach you if you promise to learn. Whatever I say, you do.” Bee agreed, and Sherry Ann helped her home. “The first lesson is dusting filing cabinets. But only dust using up down motion.” Sherry Ann showed Bee the specific motion to use, and then watched as she dusted the cabinets. This took an extensive amount of time, because Sherry Ann has a lot of files. Sherry Ann watched on from a lawn chair, sipping on some water. Several hours later, Bee was finally finished. “Okay, let’s get to something good,” said Bee. “The next lesson is washing and waxing my car. Wax on, with your right hand. Wax off with your left hand.” “Wait a minute, now, I’m just doing your chores,” complained Bee. “You promised to do whatever I said, remember.” Bee sighed, and cleaned her car, then waxed it, exactly as Sherry Ann described. After she was finished, she went inside and saw a note Sherry Ann had left for her. “I went to the most relaxing place I can think of, which is obviously an empty room at a school library. While I am away, you must paint the house, but only left to right motion.” Bee was furious, but painted anyways. Once night had fallen, Sherry Ann returned home. “You missed a spot right there,” she said. “Hey, how come you went to the library without me?” Sherry Ann kept walking into the house. “You were too busy training.” Bee followed her. “Training? I was too busy being your Goddamned slave. We had a deal. You’re supposed to teach, and I’m supposed to learn.” “You’ve already learned plenty,” said Sherry Ann. This was too much for Bee. “I learned how to dust your files, and wash your car!” Sherry Ann stopped inside the house, turning her back to Bee. “Not everything is as it seems,” she said softly. “That’s it, I’m going home,” said Bee, storming off. “Bee-bayan,” said Sherry Ann firmly. Bee turned around, and faced Sherry Ann. “Show me dust the files.” Bee looked confused. Sherry Ann grabbed her hands, and made her do the up down motion she had spent so long doing earlier. “Now, show me wax on, wax off.” Understanding this time, Bee repeated the circular waxing motions she had done. “Now, show me paint the house. “ Bee repeated those motions. She still didn’t understand. “Now, show me wax on, wax off.” Bee started to do the motion again, but this time, Sherry Ann punched at Bee. The only thing that prevented her from getting hit was the motion, which blocked her fist. “Now, show me paint the house.” This time Sherry Ann did a kick, and Bee deflected it. “Now, show me dust the files.” Bee again was able to deflect any blow that Sherry Ann threw at her. And then, without even being coached, Bee continued to block, anticipating anything that Sherry Ann threw at her due to muscle memory. Sherry Ann finished, and bowed at Bee. Bee reluctantly bowed back. “Now, you are ready,” said Sherry Ann, finally smiling. The tournament had started, and there were a lot of earlier matches which happened while You’re The Best by Joe Esposito played. Eventually, it led to the finals, which was Mister M vs Bee. “All right, Mister M, you can take him,” said the sensei. Sherry Ann took Bee aside. “Shoot for the stars,” she said inspirationally. The fight began, and it was a tight one. The two combatants matched each other blow for blow. Anytime it looked like somebody was pulling ahead, the other would make a move. The score was tied coming into the final point. “Alright, whoever gets this point is the winner,” said the referee. They lined up, ready to grapple, when Mister M kicked Bee in the knees, an illegal move. She fell down and grabbed her knee in pain. “It’s over, Mister M’s going to win,” cheered Anka. But it wasn’t over. Bee was in great pain, but she looked over at Sherry Ann. She couldn’t quit, not now. She got back up to the crowd’s surprise. They lined up again, and the referee whistled. Mister M attempted the same cheap move, but Bee did a little jump backwards, then kicked his head off. Mister M’s decapitated corpse flopped over. Bee was declared the winner. Anka was so distraught over the death of her boyfriend that she promptly died as well. Bee hoisted the trophy over her head. “Sherry Ann, we did it, we did it!” Sherry Ann looked on proudly. “Bee and Sherry Ann have won the first match,” said the supernatural light with a glowing voice. “And what an exciting match it was. Next up, Kyle and Charlotte vs Terry and Hermes.”
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Post by Kit's tits kick ticks on Feb 10, 2014 3:39:42 GMT -5
I knew we would lose but you could at least have not made us assholes.
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Post by penne on Feb 10, 2014 4:05:39 GMT -5
omg I love this a lot. I liked how Bee could decapitate Mister M with a kick. also the karate kid lessons. this is just great
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 8:21:12 GMT -5
I knew we would lose but you could at least have not made us assholes. It's a parody of a movie, and Mister M is the villain in the movie. I tried to not make him too bad, but if I failed at that, I'm sorry. I also talked to him before I posted the chapter and told him that he was the villain, and he was fine with it.
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Post by Sixteen on Feb 10, 2014 15:10:54 GMT -5
Mister M is barely even the villain anyway. Bee acts smug, thinking she can defeat him before she's ever even stepped foot in the ring. Though Anka supports him, his pride is so hurt that it pushes him to perform an illegal move in the final.
And what does he get?
Decapitated.
There's no justice in this world.
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