Roxy Lalonde (
bev_rage) wrote in
sortinghat_rp2012-07-04 01:35 pm
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Forwarddated to Saturday night
i'm duying dying
im gonna die here on a footun
rip roxy lalonde she died on agutun footun futon covrd in snacks n blood
oops should i put a tmi warning?
tmi im bleeding erywhre n it sux send help
ps im not rly dying, just bleeding frm my girlybiys bits
pps smene tell dirk i'm not rly dying pls
im gonna die here on a footun
rip roxy lalonde she died on a
oops should i put a tmi warning?
tmi im bleeding erywhre n it sux send help
ps im not rly dying, just bleeding frm my girly
pps smene tell dirk i'm not rly dying pls

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Have a towel while he tries to find the phone to call the emergency line.]
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Dirk, Mum already explained all this stuff to me way long ago. It just means I'm growing up! It's not a big dea-ffffuuuuuuck my insides. [Being grown-up sucks.]
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[NOPE HE'S NOT LISTENING TO YOU. fuck this. why is this happening. he can't handle it. why is he the only fucking dude here. why was he ditched. he doesn't know how to help you roxy and it's making him feel even worse, as if he needs that in combination to the panic attack this is giving him.]
Okay.
Shit.
I found the phone. Don't worry, Rox.
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I'm not fucking worried! You're the one pulling your hair out!
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That doesn't sound natural. Just. Stop. Don't accept this.
[And now he's dialing 112 to report a medical emergency.]
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What? What am I supposed to do! You're sprawled out and groaning like you've been impaled and the flat is turning into an ocean of blood.
HOW CAN I DO NOTHING.
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SHIT DAMN FUCK COCKSUCKER GODDAMNIT ROXY
THERE AREN'T THAT MANY LITRES OF BLOOD IN YOUR BODY. MAKE A TOURNIQUET OR SOMETHING.
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IT'S REALLY HARD TO MAKE A TOURNIQUET WHERE I'M BLEEDING FROM, STRIDER!
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MAKE IT STOP ROXY.
I CAN'T DO THIS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON I CAN'T HELP YOU MAKE IT STOP OH MY FUCK I THINK I SEE SOME OF IT.
I'M GOING TO BE SICK.
I'M GOING TO THROW UP AND YOU'RE GOING TO DIE AND WHEN I'M DONE RETCHING I'M JUST GOING TO FEEL LIKE SHIT BECAUSE I CAN'T SAVE YOU.
[being completely useless in a crisis is a strider trait.]
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[Yeah. He only saw 'bleeding' and 'dying'.]
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Fuck...
There're stitches in the first aid kit in the bathroom. I'll walk Dirk through stitching you up.
[Guess who. feels like the worst person on the entire planet.
It's not Bro.
That's because Bro feels like the worst person in all of existence.]
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And I think Dirk is puking.
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[There's a noticeable tremble in her voice now. You've got an eleven year old girl on the verge of tears, Bro, what do you do?]
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Alright fine whatever. No big deal. Just. Relax and calm down and don't fucking die okay? Seriously.
FUCK.
You're gonna have to stitch yourself.
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aroudaround\thanks
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jus becomin a woman ovr here
becuming a woman hurts