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| Tobi | Jun 18 2009, 09:25 AM |
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"... pink... Wait, what?!" Clem stared at the boat. Then down at the letter he received, from someone who he clearly despised. Yet, he couldn't disobey this order, he felt it called him. It tugged at his heart, he had to go to it! He would be the King among Kings, royalty, blue-blooded! Everyone would cower before him, and no one would dare challenge him! He and Veran would RULE! Why, they'd be so frightened that the single look of him would cause them to soak their trousers, throw up violently and get into fetal positions in the corners! ... Clem may have been exaggerating... well, a lot, but the point was that he would have simply adored it! But sadly, this was not the Sadist's Convention Emma had told him about. No. This was some stupid love thing, that Clem knew he couldn't back down from. "She'll pay. Oh, she WILL pay." Emma was a rather cruel girl, that commonly blackmailed Clem of their time together. "She is one cruel mistress, and one day I will have God Himself strike her, for the irony!" It was ironic because she was an atheist, so dieing from something you thought never existed is surely insult-to-injury. Just up Clem's alley, too. He threw down a purple letter with the word: "Clem" engraved in cursive to the water, and watched it soak. "She is so dead." "Veran, if you ever meet Emma I give you full permission to gnaw her ankles off." Veran shrugged at this command, and simply looked at the boat ahead with disgust. "sigh.... we can't leave now, Veran. Besides, apparantely there's some kind of tournament here. I think we should try it out!" He said, and she perked up a bit at the sound of a brawl. She began racing for the boat, before Clem grabbed her tail. "No way, jose. Boat's not open yet. She was right about one thing- the time. We've still got about ten minutes. Can't you hold your horses til' then?" He said, and she scoffed and sat behind him. "Good." He said, as he began to wait, every now and then looking at the sky above. It was beautiful out today, as almost to celebrate the wonderous holiday. "Psh... Why do people celebrate this day, anyway?! Who cares about it..." He really did like this holiday, he just chose not to acknowledge it. He didn't WANT to go to this competition. He didn't have a heart to begin with, it was broke a long time ago. "Hmph..." Clem began looking at the bright side of things. Maybe he could bond with Veran while they were there. He was hardly close to anyone on this island, besides maybe Miah and Ali. Not even Veran seemed to really like Clem much. And sure as heck Miah didn't. "I wonder if Miah and Ali will be here, Veran. Maybe then can join us or something. Heh, knowing them they'll probably be so shy around each other here!" He made another tease to the love he always envisioned that consumed them. So, Clem began to wait for the boat to be open, so he could get it done already. |
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| Valetine's Day Plot · Events | |
1:26 AM Nov 30
