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Nienna · 09-25-2009, 11:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Saawariya

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A big ball of green, yellow, puke-color mixture of colors stirred up inside of Lucy and she no longer felt good. Instead, she covered her mouth and attempted to endure to pain. Breathe in...it'll be alright. she thought to herself. She stood up from her seat, and faced the ginormous Lord Berty Borr and...

"BUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" It was as if there was a never-ending river of vomit...more, and more sticky, food-filled acid liquid spewed out from Lucy stomach, into her mouth and onto Borr himself. As soon as she threw up the last few drops, she began shaking, and shiny tears streamed down her face as if she were beggining for forgiveness. SHE WAS NOT SORRY. Rather, she upset, if anything.

Willie was happily enjoying the hug he was giving to Lord Borr, ignoring the other students that were hugging him as well. HE WAS HERE FIRST! No one would take his place. NUUU UUUHHHHHHH. HE WAS NOT GOING TO EVEN MOVE AN INCH.

Until something very warm, very smelly began to drip on his head. His eyes widened in horror as he felt that warm sensation go down onto his back. He froze. He... He knew that smell. That... horribel stench.

Slowly, he pulled away from Lord Borr and reached his hand to touch his head.

There was vomit on his head.

THERE WAS VOMIT ON HIS HEAD111!!!11!!!

WHAT WAS UP WITH HIM AND VOMIT THIS TERM?!! He looked up at Lord Borr, horror in his eyes. WHo would do such a DISGUSTING thing?! Turning around, he saw the culprit and then...

"CAN YEEEE NOT 'OLD YOUR THTOMACH?!!"! Willie hollered, his arms flailing about, flinging some of the vomit around. His face was RED and puffy. HE WAS MAD. MAD I SAY, MAD!

09-25-2009, 11:12 PM	#251 (permalink)
Nienna Acromantula Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: law school Posts: 30,704	lmfao. Willie is still hugging Borr... so... eyah. LOL. Lowsee ☆ The Joker ☆ Fantastic Baby! ☆ HufflyPuffly Quote: Originally Posted by Saawariya S A big ball of green, yellow, puke-color mixture of colors stirred up inside of Lucy and she no longer felt good. Instead, she covered her mouth and attempted to endure to pain. Breathe in...it'll be alright. she thought to herself. She stood up from her seat, and faced the ginormous Lord Berty Borr and... "BUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" It was as if there was a never-ending river of vomit...more, and more sticky, food-filled acid liquid spewed out from Lucy stomach, into her mouth and onto Borr himself. As soon as she threw up the last few drops, she began shaking, and shiny tears streamed down her face as if she were beggining for forgiveness. SHE WAS NOT SORRY. Rather, she upset, if anything. Willie was happily enjoying the hug he was giving to Lord Borr, ignoring the other students that were hugging him as well. HE WAS HERE FIRST! No one would take his place. NUUU UUUHHHHHHH. HE WAS NOT GOING TO EVEN MOVE AN INCH. Until something very warm, very smelly began to drip on his head. His eyes widened in horror as he felt that warm sensation go down onto his back. He froze. He... He knew that smell. That... horribel stench. Slowly, he pulled away from Lord Borr and reached his hand to touch his head. There was vomit on his head. THERE WAS VOMIT ON HIS HEAD111!!!11!!! WHAT WAS UP WITH HIM AND VOMIT THIS TERM?!! He looked up at Lord Borr, horror in his eyes. WHo would do such a DISGUSTING thing?! Turning around, he saw the culprit and then... "CAN YEEEE NOT 'OLD YOUR THTOMACH?!!"! Willie hollered, his arms flailing about, flinging some of the vomit around. His face was RED and puffy. HE WAS MAD. MAD I SAY, MAD!