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Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


Author:
Tortalla
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Date Posted: 20:42:52 02/27/02 Wed

The world shifts suddenly. Humans and digimon alike are gone. You are in a car. The scene is chillingly familiar. Everything is sort of fuzzy. You hear a shout, yelling, noise. Then suddenly the door is open and you are flung from the car, to hit the hard road. Horns blare. In pain, you roll out of the way in time to avoid being run over by another car, and watch, sobbing as the car you were thrown from drives away, and into darkness…

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[> Subject: NNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!


Author:
Moro
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Date Posted: 21:22:15 02/28/02 Thu

DAD WAIT NO COME BACK!!!!! I didn't do it I didn't! Please no not real no not real NO GET ME OUT OF HERE COREY HELP PLEASE!!!!! NO *goes down on her knees and holds head as starting to sob* No get out of my heaad I don't want to see that it is not fair I didn't do anything and now my mom thinks I am a killer it is not fair *starts to hit herself* GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!!!

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[> Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


Author:
Tortalla
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Date Posted: 19:38:11 03/04/02 Mon

Your mother's face appears before you, accusing and harsh. "It's your fault!" she shrieks. "Your fault! My husband's dead and it's all your fault! What a stupid kid!" The voice continues to yell, and you feel it...in your heart...you are guilty. Your are guilty of killing your father...

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[> Subject: What did I do


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Moro
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Date Posted: 17:38:29 03/05/02 Tue

I didn't do anything so stop accusing me I didn't you weren't there he was crazy I tell you he was it wasn't my fault I hate you I hate the world it means nothing to me if I had the heart to kill myself along time ago I would have. Jim left me then I had nothing and I was about to kill myself here and I stoped myself because I love corey and you don't matter anymore and niether does dad and I only care about corey so stop going through my head I DON'T CARE ANYMORE SO GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!

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[> Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


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Tortalla
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Date Posted: 17:53:14 03/05/02 Tue

The angry red face of your mother seems to blur, then shift into Corey's face. "I don't love you!" he cries angrily. "Stop following me and hanging on me! Pol's better than you, she's my girl, so give it up! Hang on Zenone or something! You're stupid and ugly and annoying, so just go away!" Pol's face appears next to Corey's, and she gives him a brief kiss before smiling benignly at you. "'Fraid you've lost the game, Moro," she laughs. "Corey's aalllllll mine now!" And Corey turns to Pol and gives her a long, passionate kiss, while Pol continues to laugh, somehow. The faces fade, but the laugh continues, echoing in the enclosing darkness.

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[> Subject: No this is not real I am not watching you DREAMS NEVER COME TRUE


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Moro
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Date Posted: 18:05:22 03/05/02 Tue

SO THIS IS IT YOU MIGHT BE IN THE BACK OF MY MIND BUT IN THE FRONT OF MY MIND HE WILL ALWAYS BE MINE SO STOP TRYING POL IT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN

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[> Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


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Tortalla
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Date Posted: 19:12:22 03/05/02 Tue

The darkness flickers slightly, but then mother's face is back, and with her are Corey and Pol. "It's her fault!" your mom shrieks again, pointing at you with a long-nailed finger. Corey and Pol come up to flank her, eyes flashing dangerously. In unison, they pull out sharp, jagged-toothed daggers. "Your fault!" mother hisses. "Boy-stealer!" cries Pol. "Stupid nuisance!" adds Corey, and they all rush at you, knives flashing...

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[> Subject: STOP!!! *put hand out*


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Moro
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Date Posted: 19:28:38 03/05/02 Tue

This is not right! You are not here! I am not here! This is impossable. I is not right YOu are scaring me and if you do this Everyone will die even you and pol corey so stop I am not part of this it is your own problem

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[> Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


Author:
Tortalla
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Date Posted: 16:33:28 03/10/02 Sun

Bienvenue à la version finale de Spammy du contrôle par totalisation français! Restez s'il vous plaît assis dans tout le tour, et gardez vos jambes de mains à l'intérieur de l'ordinateur à tout moment. Ici nous allons!
Il était une fois il y avait un squelette qui est mort. Il meditated et s'est demandé pourquoi il y avait une chose telle que la mort. Caitlin a trouvé son histoire triste tandis que chacun pensée d'autre il était drôle, et Ashley a ri de Caitlin, et il était bon.
Plus tard, ils ont été forcés de manger Shannon. Là rejoicing beaucoup.
L'extrémité!

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[> Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


Author:
Tortalla
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Date Posted: 20:53:42 04/17/02 Wed

Paying no attention to your words, they continue to run at you, knives glinting in an ambient life, shrieking their hatred. "I loathe you!" Corey cries, his yells penetrating the air like a fork cuts through air. "You're annoying and stupid and you're clinging!" Pol calls over his bellows, "Boy-stealer! He doesn't even like you, give it up!" "You killed him!" screeches your mom, eyes flashing angrily as she bears down on you. "My husband's dead because of you!" And they fall upon you, knives rising and falling in the still air, and you feel them cut deep into you, slicing, blood spurting, as they make known to you that you are hated...by all.

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[> [> Subject: Re: Mooorrrooooo...


Author:
Moro
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Date Posted: 20:58:41 05/17/02 Fri

NONONO!! They do not hate me this much not at all this is all fake I am through with this!

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[> Subject: Mooorrrooooo...


Author:
Tortalla
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Date Posted: 20:11:31 05/22/02 Wed

The image shivers suddenly, trembling, as if it has been struck an awful blow. As though in pain, it bends in on itself, then explodes outwards, ripping through you in a burst of sound and light that your eyes are forced shut and you are temporarily deafened. When you come to and open your eyes, it is dark again...but not as if in a dream. The vision is gone. You are back in the room. Others around you are completely still, locked in an expression of terror, anger, horror, or a mix of all three. But for you, for now, the nightmare is over.

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