Re: Voodoo and LA Combine! (Please join, everyone. We need all the variety we can get.)

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Styler: Lover? I went into complete laughter, full-bellied like Santa. If only the video was of better quality; it is a shame that it couldn't be so. I was ready though to do something if he did anything to him, I mean, he still was my little brother and with the blood and hair in that bag then I need to make sure my scape goat is safe, eh?
"Where's the bag I gave you earlier?" I whispered to Jace.

Ilia: This was getting freaky. I wanted the leave. I needed to leave. Sure I didn't want to be a party pooper, but I wasn't comfortable with all this; I didn't like paranormal things and fantasical happenings.

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Louis: "Once upon a time," I start, taking a seat on my trunk. "There was a girl who lived with her parents in a tiny town. She was a very energetic girl, she was a very good girl. Hardworking. Always happy. Never disobeying her parents. But it seemed that her one sin-" I hold up one of the unconscious people who had collapsed onto the floor. "Was envy. Deep and bitter green envy. So fearful was she that her lover would leave her for another of her prettier friends that she wondered into the town's jailhouse and told a little lie." I pick up the judge character and make her grimace abd gasp and pout. I make her storm around the room and throw things around, picking up and putting down bibles, even getting down on her knees and crossing herself. The "jury" characters walk in and look from the girl to the praying judge. The girl points to the dead people, who also gasp.

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(Woo, story time!!)

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(yeah! Please carry on, I'll post when you're done if you want )

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(Post whenever, it's all good! ;D)

Louis: "Witch," said the girl, the judge, and the jury all at once. The crowd laughs at their overdramatic faces. I move the puppets and make them point fingers at the "dead" "Let them be hanged!" says the judge. Two unamed people pick up the "dead" people, who begin to writhe and screaming in ther grasps. The girl turns and covers her face, hiding her guilt in the arms of her lover. The accused are put on chairs as the executionor walks bye, pointing at each girl and proclaiming "Witch! Witch!" to a small crowd of five. They all gasp and moan, one crying and tryin to touch a girl before being taken away. Suddenly, the crowd yells "Let them all hang!" And the chairs are kicked out from under the accused by te executioner. The rope comes loose, of course, and they fall to the ground to die a second time. The crowd cheers and heartiy walks away, as does the girl's lover. "But the girl, tortured by her guilt, went to her deceased friends' graves every night in hopes of repenting for her sins. It was one a night much like that night that a townsperson saw her cryig and scraming on the proclaimed witches grace and yelled "Witch!""

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Okay, I just didn't want to be sending useless parts is all, I'm better off waiting until the story ends.

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(Ugh. I promise you I don't write that bad on the norm. >.<)

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The same people who accused the girl's friends now start pointing for her, abd she takes off into the middle of the real crowd. "And so, what does she decide to do? She runs." The real crowd starts calling out to the girl. "Run faster, faster! You won't loose anyone at that rate!" And out if nowhere, she runs into the arms of her lover. They're both screaming and crying, him petting her hair and telling her everything will be alright. But then, he knocks her over the head with his gun. The crowd gasps. "The girl's lover was a pious man,severely faithful to his people to the end. He took her back to the village that night and took it upon himself to play executioner." The same scene is set back up with the girl standing on he chair and the crowd screaming. The lover says "Witch" one sad, soft time. The crowd screams it back in anguish. And with tears in his eyes, the lover pushes the chair out from under her.
I hold up the coin. "Heads," I say simply. The audience begins to clap.

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Don't worry, I'm enjoying the story

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Ilia: Whoa.
I found myself clapping even though I found it extremely disturbing. My eyes trailed to the boys face; yep, he was the one who was shopping for veggie food for his sister alright. Oh well, at least he put on a good show, though rather horrific, but still rather good.

Styler: He killed her?! The a-hole! Aww, that'll be a sour moment for him.

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Louis: I bow to crowd as I start yo' put my things away. "Thank you, you have been a wonderful audience! And I can promise you that no one was hurt during this!" I shake my dolls and the people come awake as themselves again.

Sasha: I clap from where I had snuck over on the Castello side. "Last time, it was the lover who died. Before that, the village burnt down. But I think it was still pretty mice, huh?" I swallowed. It'd have to be now or never.

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

Jace : I handed him the thing he gave me , still listening to the story half-heartily.

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Styler: I jumped slightly, looking at the girl.
"I thought there was a split down the room for Castellos and Laveragnes? So why are you over here?" I crossed my legs as I looked to the girl.
To be honest, even if my brother wasn't the lover then it would have been good.

Ilia: How did he do that? It isn't possible...

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Louis: I gather up my things and stuck them into the box, taking them back to the closet I got them from. It's amazing what some hair and wood could let you do...I go back to my table and look at the girl's stunned face. "What? Is there something on my face?"

Sasha: I sigh and bite my lip. The "possessed" were beig treated right now, so there was a small break in the festivities. I frown as one of the Prometheus girls looks me up and down. "A little birdie told me you have something of interest regarding the dead girl. As my family is...interested in the story as well, I'd just like to know what you found."

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Ilia: "I- I... I just never like things that I don't the answer to, but the only thing onyour face is a smug smile," I smirked, "Sorry, led up to it."
I sighed deeply, my fingers still fiddling with the necklace about me though my eyes trailed to the girl over talking to some guy.
"So that's your vegetarian sister then?" I asked, crossing my legs, "Bet she apreicates low fat meatless meat, eh?"

Styler: "Yep."
I slammed the bag on the table, a small smile on my face as I leant back slightly: smug didn't cover it well enough.
"You'll be glad to know that the girl,lived. She was found in a house extremely injured down the road."

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Sasha: I frown and pick up the bag. "Of course she was gonna live. My two year ld neice could've told you that," I say, wiping the smile from his face. I notice the Prometheus girl's eyes widen as I look over the things and she starts glaring at the guy.

Louis: "Yea. She's a health addict who thinks gluttony is the worse sub there is." I sigh and sit back in my chair. "I don't see why you looked so surprised. Most Lavergnes aren't too surprised by that kind of thing."

[Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~]

im lost again, there are so many charries o-o i may have to quit
ah sorry brb

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Aw, don't quit! :C
What are you confused about? I just wanted yo' get different charries so that I could represent all the different groups.

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Right, this may conflict with her bio, but just ignore it and go with this

Ilia: "Well, I'm not Laverage so it doesn't mean that I do," I shrugged.
Why the hell was he saying that I was one? That wasn't a thing that was at all plausable, not in anyway, but anyway why would he lie?

Styler: "Yeah, well we're all not voodoo heads with magical powers though, are we?"

I'm going to bed. Night. And Gaby! Don't leave!

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(Wait, confused. Is she really or isn't she a Lavergne?)

Sasha: "And we all can't be hyonotists and cult exdrodinaires, can we?" I say back. "Its not my fault that we were already a step ahead of you." I take out a back of matches from my purse, pour the contents of the bag into a nearby ashtray, and set them on fire. As it burns, I hear the Prometheus girls scream ",No!"

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Yeah, actually just keep with the bio, less confusing, okay? Let me just rewrite her bit then

Styler: "That was kinda defensive, was it not?" I raised a brow at the girl, crossing my arms, "So you must have something to do with the kid-napping, eh?"
She was only making her case worse to be honest, she was better off with just running off or something, y'know, something constructive... Actually, from that little thing her brother did it's obvious that you can't run away from fate. Interesting.

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Ilia: "Yeah, but I split from the whole thing once I actually heard about the voodoo thing from my mother when I was in my mid teens so I kinda strayed away. If this is a family thing then I'm not going to be happy; I'm not a Laveragne, I never will be."
That was something that I decided years ago, when I left home and generally parted from the whole family against all their wills, my mother's mainly, put I wasn't her puppet.

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Sasha: I bend down and blow out the flames. "It's what Mother Adelaide wants. What she has to do with it, I do not know. But she didn't ask me to be a snoop, did she?" I touch the ashes gently and they fall over. "And last I checked, the Castellos didn't ask you."

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Louis: "Let's not be ignorant now. You can marry a Castello, you can disown the world of your mother, you can even curse the very world you came from. But to damn the blood of your family is to damn the blood that runs through your own veins. You are the burden if her burden. And so, you are a Lavergne."

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Styler: "I don't have to do as I'm told," I rolled my eyes, "Anyway, is my brother back to normal? I kinda have to talk to him about family matters."
I looked at the girl blowing out the flames; she knew what she was doing for sure.

Ilia:"I never damned it, I just simply saying that to me my blood is tainted, prove me wrong then, show me the light if you will," I folded my arms, looking at the guy, "Also, what you said about 'damning blood of my family is to damn the blood that runs through my veins' is inevitable; everyone has blood that goes through their veins that are the same or like their parents/family; it's how things work whether I have Laveragne blood in me or not. And marrying a Castello? Their all scumbags that need to have a look in the mirror once in a while, but I do look up to you for the fact that you made one 'kill' one of their own. Nice touch."

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Louis: Great, a smart alek. I try not to roll my eyes. "Look, I don't give a crap about genetics and what not. All I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't pretend that you aren't a Lavergne. You're the one who said you never would be one." I get up as the light starts to dim. She's coming. "Abd as far as I know, we represent the absence of light."

Sasha: I pick out something from the ashes, stick it into my coin purse, and soundly close it. "I don't believe I'm his keeper."

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