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*takes off earrings that she probably shouldn't take off since she just got her ears pierced last Thursday*

*punches yo face*

*tries to dodge but is too slow, gets up quickly and punches back*

*falls backwards, kick you in the stomach as I fall*

*falls down, hits the ground hard, looking up, contemplating life*

Life is not to be contemplated. Life is to be ended. *Smashes face with foot*

*pulls on foot, making her fall down. She gets up, wiping her face* "Are you a murderer?"

To be or not to be? That is the question. A murderer is simply an ambitious bully. And, afterall, we have all been bullies at some point. *rolls over, gets up, and grabs her arm and twists it, making her flip over.*

(this is like turning into a story lol) *groaning, she attempts to turn over* "I don't really care about your Shakespheare crap."

*Pins her down by putting her knees on her wrists* "Death is calling. Answer the phone."

"I'd prefer to hang up." *she kicks and moves, trying to get free, even spitting in her face*

*pushes down harder on her wrists and grabs her face firmly with one hand* "Ignoring the call shall only make it worse. Answer it, and be free. Death, has chosen you. Do not disappoint death."

*mumbling* "M-murderer." *she still attempts to kick*

*lowers face so she is right in front of her face* "G-Genius." She corrects mockingly *bashes her head into the ground and gets up. Walks over to the table on the other side of the room, grabs a bag, and walks back.* "Let's have some fun, shall we?"

(this is hilarious oml)

(ikr i'm currently dying of laughter) *even with a concussion and a gash in her head, she begins to scramble to her feet, starting to limp away as fast as she can. sadly, she is slow. after all, she just got her head bashed onto the ground*

“You can run, but you can’t run fast enough.” *runs infront of her and grabs her shoulders, pushing her onto her knees. She grabs her arms and jerks them behind her, cuffing them together. She opens her bag and pulls out a thick rope and meticulously ties it around her feet in a tight knot. * “Im excited for this. “

*She spits on her, wiggling around, saying* "You went from a bully who wanted to fight to a blood-thirsty murderer."

*wipes spit off and opens her bag once more, to reveal..................... a gun. She shoots her in the arm, watching as the blood starting pouring out*

*she yelps in pain, holding her arm to stop the blood flow*