Athena counts down from 5‚ and as soon as the doors open‚ Papa Bastion got behind Reinhardt’s Shield and Roadhog’s fat sweaty hands on his hook to grab people into bastions range. Lucio speed boosted Tracer and 76 out of the door and looked for the three nerds thinking that they wouldn’t be in spawn. They looked around until they finally looked at the enemy spawn to see where they were and‚ Roadhog snatches Tracer but Roadhog missed his shot and tracer recalled back and got a little bit of damage
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Cuauhtemoc the cat sprinted alongside the Spirit of the forest‚ and his tail flapped behind him like a flag. Occasionally he would stumble--not just because the ground was uneven but because things kept erupting out of it. A fleet of deer‚ a flight of squirrels‚ mounds of loamy soil‚ mazes of dewy grass‚ a kitten crying out at the first light of the sun‚ a lion exulting over a meal. All the while‚ a chorus of golden birds followed them and sang a dizzy tune to the beat of their Mother. The Spirit
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Got it‚ I’m not being sprayed anymore‚ good for now. Airway and breathing. He’s screaming pretty loud‚ good for now. Circulation. The amount of fake blood on my face and hands gave me the impression he may be running a little low. “Administering 500 mL Hextend.” I mumbled‚ throwing open my aid bag and retrieving an IV kit. “Soldier medic‚ you think he lost enough blood to need that?!” My instructor questioned in a mocking
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from my mom sobbing like she’d lost her child. I knew cause her cries were of a broken mother. A young girl whom could’ve been maybe twelve or thirteen was fanning the older lady with one of those paper fans from church. It had a picture of praying hands with a rosary and a scripture on top. The man that was standing next to her rubbing her back‚ tried helping her up but she wouldn’t allow him to touch her. Every time he would say "C’mon momma" reaching for her arm‚ she would jerk her self
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One cold morning‚ just as the sun had risen above High Street‚ two men‚ both in black‚ dashed hurriedly out of the Merlin Bank. One of the men wore a beard‚ and both were trim and fit looking‚ in their late thirties or early forties. They both carried briefcases‚ from which large denominations of banknotes were poking out; the first man was also carrying a sack with rectangular shaped packets silhouetted against the side; he called out to the one following‚ “Get a move on‚ Gilbert; we will miss our
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Putting the mask over his face‚ Erik stared into the mirror. His one-sided conscience told him that destroying the property of families and friends is hilarious. “Let’s go!” Arthur‚ the sidekick begged to start vandalising. The two high school boys got into the black Jeep. Erik grabbed the brown bat. There were red streaks in the groves of the bat. Smashing the window‚ Erik began to hit the mailboxes. Arthur’s car engine roared‚ wanting destruction. The mailboxes cried. Brown‚ black‚ pink‚ orange
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Nirvana. Lorelai didn’t know if she could handle another damn Nirvana song‚ it was driving her up the fucking wall at this point. Standing at the bottom of her stairs‚ she called up. "I’m gonna come up there and throw that damn thing out the window if you don’t stop!" Did her son hear her? Most likely. Did he listen? Not a chance in hell. She mumbled some shit about her ex-husband while walking back towards the kitchen. It was Colin who had bought the The Beats Pill speaker and Lorelai was almost
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Gone “Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss in life is what dies inside us while we live”-Norman Cousins. I think half of me died along with him too. It has been 11 years since my dad passed away. I was brainwashed when Dedicators bought me into the city. They’d said I’d never get over his death‚ honestly‚ I didn’t. He was fighting back‚ from what exactly I couldn’t place. I saw my face in his full of a rare savage. He was on the ground full of agony and pain. I was weeping
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Lannon was a 13-year old boy who had an awesome life. When he was born‚ the doctors had said‚ “Mr. and Mrs. Jenson‚ you have a perfect son living with you now!” Lannon was the perfect weight and size‚ he had lots of hair already‚ and he wasn’t a very fussy baby. Lannon’s parents were wealthy lawyers. They had won almost every single case that they were ever hired for‚ and they had gotten hired for a lot. Lannon had tried to keep track once‚ and the numbers grew to over two hundred in one year
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“Okay‚ point taken‚” Phillip retorted as Leland pushed open the lid to a trash receptacle allowing Phillip to dispose of his waste. “But next time I’m about to do something in your world that will hurt me‚ why don’t you just warn me first‚ I promise I will listen?” “That’s a deal‚” Leland agreed. “But‚ for now why don’t you sit back down and listen to what we all have to tell you about your world‚ you really need to hear this?” Phillip did just that. It was about time he got some answers and he
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