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Post by Anthony Hope on Aug 27, 2011 0:26:52 GMT -5
Anthony shuddered at the Beadle's words. He was right; if he screwed up, he'd be swinging from the gallows. He couldn't, however, let the Beadle know he was intimidated. He kept the gun pointed at his opponent. "I can see the fear in your eyes...sir..." He spoke through gritted teeth. "Let her go..."
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Post by Judge Turpin on Aug 27, 2011 0:26:53 GMT -5
//Me too.
The judge walked up to Johanna's room after putting all his bags down, and settling in. He had a book to give her but, that could wait till later. He politley knocked on the girls door before opening the door himself for it was polite to knock.
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Post by Johanna Barker on Aug 27, 2011 0:30:27 GMT -5
She didn't look up, she was trying to see where they were, for the trees blocked her view. "Yes, father?"
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Post by Anthony Hope on Aug 27, 2011 0:32:22 GMT -5
//Hey just so you guys know, I've gotta get off for now! I'll be back in a couple of days! Love and hugs to all!
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Post by Beadle Bamford on Aug 27, 2011 0:36:53 GMT -5
//Night! See ya soon.
The beadle looked the man straight in the eye. Trying his best to remove his fear from his body. "Oh sir, I am not the one who is afraid. You won't do it. You wouldn't sacrifise your self because of me. I am only her captors assistant. Killing me would only kill your self. Wouldn't free Johanna. Nothing you could do sir would free Johanna." He said, taking a step forward showing that he wasn't afraid
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Post by Anthony Hope on Sept 3, 2011 11:47:12 GMT -5
//...this year has seriously sucked for me in terms of RP..
"I wouldn't bet that, sir...I can and WILL free her..."
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Post by Beadle Bamford on Sept 3, 2011 22:29:49 GMT -5
//It's fine
The beadle narrowed his eyes at the boy. "Is that so." He pondered "Just how would you do that?"
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Post by Anthony Hope on Sept 6, 2011 14:44:24 GMT -5
Anthony's whole body was shaking. He was terrified. He knew deep down he couldn't do it. With a sigh of defeat, he dropped the pistol to the ground.
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Post by Judge Turpin on Sept 8, 2011 13:25:39 GMT -5
The beadle smirked that evil smirk of his as the boy showed the sign of giving up. When the pistol was dropped to the ground, he grabbed it, and whacked him over the head with it. Planning to knock him on the ground.
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Post by Anthony Hope on Sept 14, 2011 21:37:30 GMT -5
anthony felt dizzy as the gun collided with his head in quite a sensitive area near the back on his neck. His vision went fuzzy and he fought to stay awake. Dropping to his hands and knees, he took in deep breaths, but despite his efforts he ended up dropping onto his stomach, though still contious.
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