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Jag och Gisela hade en gång ett rollspel, som efter ett halvår dog ut. När jag blev bättre komips med Michael provade vi att rollspela med våra fursonas. Men jag missförstod honom och trodde att hans karaktär hette Mike, när det egentligen skulle vara Alex. Well, vi rollade på duktigt i ett halvår, men sen tog det liksom bara stopp. Jag får nog ta på mig skulden, eftersom det var jag som tillslut inte svarade. Jag fick väl slut på inspiration, eller visste inte riktigt vart jag skulle gå till väga.

Igår satt jag och läste genom vad vi skrivit, och jag måste ge mig själv en klapp på axeln för, wow. Jag är faktiskt imponerad själv över hur duktig jag kan vara på att skriva emellanåt, om jag bara ger manken till.

Rollet med Michael är dessutom på engelska C:


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Andy
"Oh, sorry.. I didn't.. I mean.." Andy moved his arm from Mike and accidently hit the wall making something fall down. It was a neckless and it fell down around his neck. This wasn't a ususual neckless. No, it was a dogtag with the name Jack McNub. Andy looked shocked at the neckless and then at Mike. Was this a sign?

Mike
Mike looks up at Andy still blushing when he hears something fall on Andy's neck"Hey whats that?"Mike goes to situp but accedently brushes his crotch on Andy's making his arm shake and him fall back into Andy's arms"S..sorry...i didn't mean to...*Mike looks at Andy and wipers slightly hopeing he didn't hurt him.

Andy
Andy looked down at Mike and stroke his head. Then he helped him up and showed him the neckless haning from his neck.
"I guess you can see that this is a dog tag." He sighed and was quiet for a second before he continued. "I was six.. and it was the day after christmas day. My parents were eating breakfust, and i was playing with my new toys." Andy played with the dog tag in his fingers.
"The phone rang. Dad answered. Then after a couple of minutes he went out from the kitchen, and sat down beside me. He told me that he had to go back to the army."

Flashback
"Hey Andy" Jack patted his sons head as he sat down.
"Hai dad!" Andy giggled with a big smile.
"What a nice car you got there."
"Ya, I got it from mr. Wisson!"
Jack smiled at Andy. Mr Wisson was accually Mr Willson, or as he knew him. Private Willson. Jack sighed, the same way Andy would do in the future.
"Andy, the army just called. I have to go there tonight."
Andy looked at his father with big shocked eyes.
"But dady! My birthday is soon!"
"I know Andy. I'll be home until then."
"Promise?"
Jack picked Andy up and huged him
"I promise."

Back to Andy and Mike
"One week before my birthday the phone rang again. It was Willson, and he told us that my father saved his life. But therefore got KIA."
Andy looked at the dogtag.
"But I know he's watching over us now. And for some reason.. I think he likes what he sees in you."


- -- Gårdagens inlägg -- -
Andy
Andy grabed Mikes butt with his both hands and pulled the wolf close to himself.
"Mike, I've never been more sure about anything in my life." He gave the wolf a deep kiss as he let them both fall down on the bed.

Andy walked down to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Gosh, his throat was so dry. He tiptoed down the stairs to be sure not to wake his mother. They kept the glasses in the cabinet above the sink, so that's where he got the glass witch he poured the water into. After he had drunk a full glass of water, he still felt thirsty, so he poured another one and drank. It didn't help.
"Weird", he said to himself as he put down the glass in the sink.
Just as he was turning around, Andy heard a noise from the stairs. It sounded like if someone had fell down from the last step. Worried that it was his mother, he hurried there to take a look. Andy froze. On the floor, next to the stairs, laid his mother. Covered in blood.
"Mom!" he shouted. "Mom! Wake up!" He fell down on his knees. His six year old knees. "Momie! Pwease, wake up!" The little reptile tried to shake his mothers numb body.
Someone laughed. He looked up the stairs. Andy's blood froze to ice. Standing on the top step was a half black half pink wolf. He was grinning down at Andy as he held a big bloody knife.
"Aww, poor little dragon." The wolf started to walk down the stairs. Andy wanted to run, but he couldn't move. His body started to feel numb. He looked down at his mother. Still not moving. His hands were now covered in blood. Then he looked back up at the stairs. His father was standing, just where the wolf had been a second ago. Andy called for him with his six year old voice.
"Dadi! Momie's hurt! Help her! Help her!" The blue reptile started to walk down the stars, while he gave Andy the same evil grin as the wolf had. The little boy could see the bloody knife in his fathers hand. He closed his eyes. His father had always told him to do so when something scary happened. He waited until the steps stopped.
When it was all quiet he opened his eyes again. He was in his room. He looked around. Everything looked like normal.
"Just a bad dream" he thought. Andy got up and walked back to his bed. When he lifted the cover and revealed what was beneath it. A black wolf covered in a pool of blood.

"MIKE!" Andy screamed and woke up. He opened his eyes, and next to him was Mike. Looking both scared and surprised, over being waked by hearing Andy screaming his name. The reptile burst into tears and pressed himself to the wolf.

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