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Namine: I DON'T WANNA BE NEXT!!!
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Namine's sketchbook came flying into the dark room. She ran in and picked it up.
"Guys,"Namine shouted "That wasn't funny!"
"Sit down." Voice said.
"Ok?" Namine sat down nervously.
"Know your stars. Know your stars. Know your stars."
Namine yelped in surprise.
"Picasso,Vango,garlic,donut."
"Bit,garlic and donut aren't artists."
"Neither are you."
Namine gasped.
"Namine," Voice said "Her art is as cliche as her art."
"But," Namine said "My outfit's white..."
"Dull,white,boring,tackey,cliche. Like your art."
Namine sighed angrily.
"Namine," Voice continued "Draws her heads like feet."
"Say what?" Namine was annoyednow.
"Yeah. I mean,"A projection of Namine's art showed up "That kid's head looks like a foot."
"I'm a good artist."
"I bet,Miss cliche."
Namine ran out the back entrance.
"Where are you going,Miss Cliche?" Voice asked "The entrance is in the front."
Namine came back with a giant laser gun.
"What are you gonna do with that?"
"I'm gonna blast you to smitherrins!" Namine said.
"You can't. I am a voice in your head. I am...an prancy fairy princess! But,atleast I'm not cliche."
Namine started fireing,but missed every shot."
"I am the voice of Christmas Past!"
Namine screamed in frustration and ran out the room.
Voice checked his list.
"Hmmmmmmmm. Fun!"
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That was too easy! Namine tryed a laser,but failed miserably. --;
Next up:Demyx XD
Me: My bolonga was a first name. It's K-A-T-H-Y.
My bolonga has a second name. It's
B-U-R-B-E-R-K-I-N-G-!