Ic: Jerr looked at the creature whom he had no idea what was. It seemed to be next to the paramite."I'm sure it's playing dead. It did that in the lab. It just screeched out."Jerr said assuringly. 'I'm really hungry now...' He thought glumly. "Either we put it somewhere else or fix it up and put it in the stockyards. Now who is going to clean up this mess?!" Jerr said grouchily. He was in a terrible mood.'But this is going to go great in my report.' Jerr reminded himself. Who knows? Maybe he would get a bigger and better shotgun.
Ooc: Is grouchily a word?
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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