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Tully laughed as best as he could. "I don't... I don't blame you. Day two- day five; It was gonna happen. Shoulda died like a minute ago, but Alex can't aim either..." He laughed, then gagged and rolled over to his right again. Puked, sputtered, tried to get as much oxygen to his brain as ...

Tully tried to grab onto Alex's legs as he stepped over him, running away like the bitch he was. "Get.. Back you-" He puked red. Rolled over. "I ain't- I ain't done with you-" More red came out. Even more blood burbled out of Tully's mouth as he tried to climb away from where he ...

Tully felt the fires of hell hot on his ass and let out a short yelp before he crumpled and folded backwards. He clawed at Alex’s face on the way down and gripped the collar of his shirt, tearing it as he fell to the floor. What fucking hit him?! Where’s his fuckin legs at? He tried to speak but a t...

Tully laughed as Alex rolled away, his wrists and fists pounding. He didn’t need to look at his hands to know how badly he’d messed them up, but that was a problem for later. The problem for now was this little shit; he was retreating instead of fighting back. He was learning. Too little, too late t...

The glass had shattered on Tully's head, leaving cuts and imbedded shards along the side of his shaved head. He was silent, unmoving, as he stared at the red mass below him, with the audacity to write his little body didn't have the cash to check. Tully smiled again, a silent wheeze of a laugh escap...

Tully smiled. Alex smiled. Tully smiled wider. He watched the little geek walk towards him, twirling his gun around like a bat, like he was going to hit him! Alex really believed it didn't he? He was the one? Alex swung for the fences, and Tully had taken the brunt with his wrist, before wrapping hi...

Tully locked eyes with Alex, and realized early on that he wasn't buying it. Either he knew Tully was bluffing about being suicidally crazy, or he knew the 'grenade' was only a smoke nade. Either way, he didn't buy it, and Alex was raring to send Tully out to meet his maker. He'd heard the blast lon...

Are we really doing this? Already? Looks like it. “Well shiet; today’s the day!” There was a click. Grasped inside Tully’s hand was a metal cylinder shaped object, it’s lever squeezed to his palm. In his other hand, twirling around his finger was the ring. He glanced at Dawn, she knew the trick by n...

Heroing Cassie with Tully.

No death ideas needed!

"Shit, Iunno."

Tully did a quick little glance at everyone else in the room before looking back at Dawn.

"I left to take a leak and I come back and now there's a bunch of different people here."

"Damn, y'all already woke up?" Tully had woken up earlier than the others because of the urge to potty. In his still somewhat inebriated state, he'd wandered around the halls, unable to find a restroom, so he went outside to take a leak. Sometime after that, he decided to go onto a walk, t...

Rolf's fishball hit Mildred. Tully watched her run in circles, pretty pissed about getting splattered in that nasty shit. He laughed even harder, pounding his fist on the ground. He didn't think a death game would be this funny. Probably wasn't, but with everyone else going to sleep that would be to...

Tully’s laughter stopped only for a moment. His eyes locked on the flying sirstrumming.

Ed Edd and Eddy.


Rolf’s fishball.

Tully wheezed.

"Ehehehehehehehehe~"











It sounded like a dolphin.