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"Let's try this wire". Josh whispered to himself. "Be careful". Sheila murmured. We were all running out of hope, and patience. The only thing not running out was wires, every wrong wire cut 30 minutes off of the timer on the bomb that was welded into my very skin. We knew we could not cut the device out because The Brothers had routed 7 of my major arteries and veins through, screwed it into my spine and sealed the piece to my muscle. My only hope was for us to find the right wire, and there was a total of 2000 noodle sized wires and only about a week left in hours. My team was blindly cutting the neat mess of wires. Our only clue was "All

I did my first role play ever, (unless you count when I was playing house and princesses when I was a kiddo.) It was for Harry Potter, I had to type an application for it, which the "Headmaster" said wasn't very accurate I typed "Accurate? This is role playing no one is being Accurate!"  then another dude by the name of Bloodhound Sky-leaf says: "that's offensive Ten points from Griffindor (The house the "sorting hat" gave me) I apologized, after awhile they start talking about Voldemort and apparently he wasn't dead yet because when I said "Voldemort" someone cussed at me took 10 more points away, and get this--- they took my wand away! So I