"You won't get away with this, I won't let you!!!" "Ahhh, but I already have darling." zei a tall, skinny pinguïn with green eyes and straight black feathers for hair. Her name was Voliet. She was very pretty. That was how she almost always ended the world. "Don't call me that." "Darling, Darling, Darling." "Besides I have a nice, long ride all set up for you, Kaitlyn." She zei that with glee in her voice. Kaitlyn was a pinguïn with curly white feathers for hair and shiney blue 'n purple eyes. "We'll meet again though, trust me." "The last thing I'd ever do is trust you!" Kaitlyn spat into her face. Voliet punched Kaitlyn knocking her to the ground and managed to tranquilize her. The last thing thing Kaitlyn remembered was being drug at roughly and thrown into to a large, damp, wooden krat before she passed out.
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"Hello?" Kaitlyn zei exhastedily. No reply. She had a 5 seconde panic attack and fell to the ground because her vision was still uneven. They eventually adjusted and Kaitlyn eventually became aware of her surroundings. It was a damp crate. Then it struck her *flashback* "Because I have a nice, long trip all set up for you." "I wonder where." Kaitlyn thought out loud. She sat down in the corner, thinking hard, and passed back out.
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"Kowalski, analysis." ordered a voice from outside. "It appears to be a crate, Skipper." "Yeah, I see that, but I mean what's in it." "A female penguin, sir." "Hello?" Kaitlyn said. I tried to make my voice sound stronger than I really felt. "Rico, crowbar." Kaitlyn heard the sound of vomiting. She made a face and thought, "Did he just do what I thought." Her conconcius spoke up. "No!" But deep inside her, she knew she was wrong. The door was pryed open. "Ummmm, hi." Kaitlyn zei nervously. Skipper took a quick glance at her then shouted, "SPY!!!!" " What! Where?!" They pointed at me. I did a sarcastic laugh. "I am not." Then the boys huddled together, murmuring stuff. "I wish this was some whacked out conspiracy." Kaitlyn thought, looking around.
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"Hello?" Kaitlyn zei exhastedily. No reply. She had a 5 seconde panic attack and fell to the ground because her vision was still uneven. They eventually adjusted and Kaitlyn eventually became aware of her surroundings. It was a damp crate. Then it struck her *flashback* "Because I have a nice, long trip all set up for you." "I wonder where." Kaitlyn thought out loud. She sat down in the corner, thinking hard, and passed back out.
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"Kowalski, analysis." ordered a voice from outside. "It appears to be a crate, Skipper." "Yeah, I see that, but I mean what's in it." "A female penguin, sir." "Hello?" Kaitlyn said. I tried to make my voice sound stronger than I really felt. "Rico, crowbar." Kaitlyn heard the sound of vomiting. She made a face and thought, "Did he just do what I thought." Her conconcius spoke up. "No!" But deep inside her, she knew she was wrong. The door was pryed open. "Ummmm, hi." Kaitlyn zei nervously. Skipper took a quick glance at her then shouted, "SPY!!!!" " What! Where?!" They pointed at me. I did a sarcastic laugh. "I am not." Then the boys huddled together, murmuring stuff. "I wish this was some whacked out conspiracy." Kaitlyn thought, looking around.
"No" zei Skipper, "why would that help?" He crumpled the paper. "Wait!" He said.
"What?!" asked Private.
"I know what happend!"
Abigail's past 1st person
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I could hardly see through the tears. "Skipper!" I cried, pulling away from my mother. I ran after Skipper and my unfaimiliar father. I knew I could save my younger brother. After all dad wanted both of us. Our parents had divorced right after Skipper was born. Our mom got both of us and ever since then our dad wanted one of us.
It's my bedtime now I'll write meer later.
"What?!" asked Private.
"I know what happend!"
Abigail's past 1st person
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I could hardly see through the tears. "Skipper!" I cried, pulling away from my mother. I ran after Skipper and my unfaimiliar father. I knew I could save my younger brother. After all dad wanted both of us. Our parents had divorced right after Skipper was born. Our mom got both of us and ever since then our dad wanted one of us.
It's my bedtime now I'll write meer later.
User: Hello?
Cleverbot: Who is this.
User: I'm Fred.
Cleverbot: You're fred?
User: Yeah. Well that's what my parents named me. It could have changed since then.
Cleverbot: How do I know you're not lying?
User: How do I know I'm not lying?
Cleverbot: Because I'm a nice person.
User: That's nice.
Cleverbot: Ask me a real question.
User: Okay.
Cleverbot: Person, place, of thing?
User: What?
Cleverbot: So how would u define yourself? Are u yourself because of your actions, of are your actions based on who u are?
User: I'm a squirrel.
Cleverbot: Yes u are a squirrel.
User: Uh-huh.
Cleverbot: Haha.
User: What's funny?
Cleverbot: You.
User: Um good. I guess.
Cleverbot: You're hopeless...
User: hallo that's what Granny tells me!
Cleverbot: *facepalm*
User: Why are u hitting yourself?
Cleverbot: Who is this.
User: I'm Fred.
Cleverbot: You're fred?
User: Yeah. Well that's what my parents named me. It could have changed since then.
Cleverbot: How do I know you're not lying?
User: How do I know I'm not lying?
Cleverbot: Because I'm a nice person.
User: That's nice.
Cleverbot: Ask me a real question.
User: Okay.
Cleverbot: Person, place, of thing?
User: What?
Cleverbot: So how would u define yourself? Are u yourself because of your actions, of are your actions based on who u are?
User: I'm a squirrel.
Cleverbot: Yes u are a squirrel.
User: Uh-huh.
Cleverbot: Haha.
User: What's funny?
Cleverbot: You.
User: Um good. I guess.
Cleverbot: You're hopeless...
User: hallo that's what Granny tells me!
Cleverbot: *facepalm*
User: Why are u hitting yourself?