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Post by Charley C on Jul 28, 2006 9:19:47 GMT -5
(As the lady) *The Lady drags her swollen body to the top of the roof. Her time has come. Groaning she lies down and expels from her body a baby girl. She knows her end is near. Reaching down to hold her daughter one last time she whispers in her ear.* Celia, your name is Celia. *She climbs to the top of Apollo's Lyre and throws herself off, not want to die of childbirth.*
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Post by Charley C on Jul 28, 2006 9:23:43 GMT -5
*Celia looks up at her mother and cries to see her fall. She picks herself up and dresses in the clothes her mtoher laid out to her. She crawls down the steps of the roof to find someone to look after her.*
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Post by Louis on Aug 3, 2006 13:36:57 GMT -5
((wow...are you like...a newborn genuis? dressing yourself as soon as you're born? I'm very impressed. no really! I am! I want to MEET the kid who could do that..would make babysitting a heck of a lot easier XD))
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Post by Faline on Aug 18, 2006 13:26:37 GMT -5
((LOL! *dies*))
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