The Elven War - Roleplay

Satoshi started sobbing blood, as he usually does when he sobs or cries at all.

Yo-Yo sits there, clapping and laughing.
 
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We hear yelling from a far “what the..” we walk up and see a dark elf beting a other one with a bat “HEY YOU! WHAT IN HIGHS NAME ARE YOU DOING! YOU DON’T GOING AROUD BET OTHERS WITH BATS! Wait a sec… you are tis one who cast a spell on us! Remove it now and we may let you be
 
Diediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediediedie Was the only thought that rushed into his mind. His catlike body was slightly frailer than a normal elf, so he couldn't handle relentless onslaughts of a baseball bat.
 
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I hit him more. I try to decide whether or not to summon a sword and stab him, but I can't decide.

(I'll decide if you say yes to killing him.)
 
(Umm.. errr... I.. ummm... *head explodes*)
Every time he got hit, the part of the bush he was stuck in was going tighter and tighter around his neck.
 
The second I get out of here i'll cut your arm off you *******! Satoshi struggled around, only tightening the bush. *cough, splutter*
 
Blood spurted out of Satoshi's mouth.
Yo-Yo closes one of his eyes. Tongue. Tongue. Tongue tongue tongue tongue.
 
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