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.ooc: Where did Slaveless' RP character, that I could have sworn was named Bonty, go? Slightly confused, and sorry Red Muse, I didn't mean to call you a his...it's just a habit I guess I do, I just without knowingly call the people I don't know the gender of his and such. Terribly sorry though.
IC: Jade nodded his head as he was being told of what Arthur was doing, but when Arthur was then caught off guard by the receiving end of the phone, Jade was first worried Arthur would get mad at him, Jade, but then Jade found some amusement in it.
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Scranton was pressing as hard as he could on the deep gash in his head. It hurt terribly bad, it never stopped bleeding, his clothes were bloodstained, better yet blood drenched. He had a small puddle around him in blood. He was sweating like crazy. He was trying to move around to find the door. He found none, but found a wall. Where on the other side, he swore he heard the sound of paramites and scrabs, like babies...possibly actual hatchlings. Scranton realized it was life or death, and he knew that scrabs and paramites would either eat dead natives by nature, or if by sympathy they helped it heal. Scranton knew this was all crazy yet he smashed against the wall with all his might, knowing he could smash the entire wall down. He screamed with relief as he heard the crack of the wall toppling. It was then, Scranton realized how much of a fool he had been. His arm had cracked, it was now broken. The wall was metal, there was no way of it coming down. Scranton stared at the perfectly stable wall, without even a dent. Scranton ran into what looked like a door (which was the actual boiler access) He tripped over something right before he left and there he lay unconscious once more, his elbow down to his fingertips hanging out the doorway, the only way anyone would help him, was if they saw his arm and tried to help. Scranton, as we could say, was screwed.