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[Helmuth]

ҽɱɱα ʂƚσɳҽ

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The atmosphere enveloped her under a dark, thick blanket, making her throat swell with emotion. How the heck could the world end? It... just never happened. Okay, maybe the whole Noah and the Ark thing was close, but it was definitely different. Life... was just chaotic. Emma glanced at the pool, and was horrified to see Justin Bieber floating on by...

"Wow. Well, I hope Obama died a painful and horrible death." She glowered. Suddenly pain exploded in her left shoulder and she was being hoisted up. Crying out, she twisted around, clenched jaw and all... to be staring into the fiery eyes of Arnold Schwarzenegger. "Let me down," she growled. He did and when she took a few steps away, she noticed he was smiling. "I did not think anybody else was alive."

A hysterical shriek erupted from down the road, followed by the roaring of a chainsaw. A baby wailed. She paused, and then said, "You mean celebrities? Because I think we could really use Billy Burke right now." Arnold nodded his head in agreement, and just then Channing stumbled out. "Who the heck is that guy?" Arnold asked incredulously, pointing at Channing.
"That's an drunk idiot. Now. Listen to me: You have any idea when this is supposed to be over? Any idea at all?" Arnold shook his head. Emma pursed her lips and then lolled her head, giving Chloe Grace a scornful smile. "See, Gracie? This is why I hate Jay. He gives me false hope."

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Location;; Emma, Josh, Jack
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"Stay calm.... stay calm"

xxxxx Jay Baruchel looked up from Josh after he whispered to him and glared standing up quickly dropping his cards and marching over to Emma and Chloe who went out. As stubborn as he is he rushed out the door looking around. He swallowed hard trying not to look at the bodies near by. Walking around and sighed seeing them near the pool and walked over whispering as quietly as he could but it still sounded sharp and angered. "What's your issue?" he said crossing his arms. "You call me crazy when I want to head out and make me stay then you go and do it? Two girls without help." he glared rolling his eyes. "You confuse me." One minuet she's smiling happy with him the other she's worried telling he better not do that. Now she's daring and wants to go out with Chloe. Is she bipolar? He looked over to see Channing and.... what? Really? Arnold? He smiled forgetting everything. "Your alive! I love your movies!" he said at first loudly but he lowered himself and whispered again just making sure. "Oh boy would it be great if you joined us. Did you learn any survival tactics from the Conan movies? Terminator? The Expendables?"


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ღLove is like cliff-diving. You can back away from the edge or let yourself fall.ღ
Taylor sighed. Everybody was running around, talking to each other, sobbing over the death's of loved ones. She thought she heard Someone talk about her, but ignored it. Personally, Taylor was trying not to think about her family. Her parents and younger brother were all in Nashville, where she lived, last she'd seen them. What was the last thing she said to her mother? She couldn't even remember. Shaking her head, Taylor walked away from her seat, looking for Selena again.
(I know I haven't posted in forever, could someone rp with me?)

[Helmuth]

ҽɱɱα ʂƚσɳҽ & ᶜʰᵃᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵃᵗᵘᵐ

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Emma glanced up to see her friend. "Hi, Jay..." she said awkwardly, the comedian rubbing her neck nervously. "Alright, you know how you said you wanted to go out. Well, that got me thinking. So, here I am. But it wasn't because I wanted to do it! You know I'm a daring person! It's your fault, so pff!" She nudged him playfully with her blow.
Arnold raised an eyebrow at the group. "I'm just a body-builder, kids." He chuckled. "But if I had a uzi-machine gun, I might be able to do something there."
Out afar, Channing could make out a figure slowly coming to them. He leaned against the door frame, pulling himself to his feet. Shakily, he rose a hand and pointed at the figure. "Don't tell me that's Miley Cyrus, or I'll have to kill her right now."

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"Stay calm.... stay calm"

xxxxx Jay Baruchel sighed annoyed that he cant ever be mad so long. He opened his mouth to respond till two word hit his head and his hopes went from. "Okay we can make this" to "just kill me now." The words were. "Mikey Cyrus." Turning his head sure enough was that thin tight clothes, figure of Miley." Jay had ten times the amount of clothes she had on and all he had were jeans, a shirt and a hoodie. Walking towards Channing Tatum he whispered so only he could here. "We're doomed." walking back to Arnold and Emma he watched Channing to see what was next.

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{I'm back home you guys! Recap for Mr. Franco pretty please c;}

[Helmuth]

{I'm back home you guys! Recap for Mr. Franco pretty please c;}

:) I've actually missed his posts. Okay, as for everyone else: Emma led a party outside, followed by Chloe Grace, Channing, and Jay. Arnold Schwarzenegger has showed up and Jay's fan-girling about his movies. They saw Justin Bieber floating in the pool. Um... Miley Cyrus is walking up... Channing's drunk, and Taylor's back. That's pretty much it.

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occ;; yeah Helmuth pretty much covered that well. Yes, weird.

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The house was rarely quite once everyone went outside. He soon realized Chloe Grace went with Emma stone and the others on the mission. James was slightly worried about his best friend and lover but, he seemed to shrug it off distracting his mind with wiping down the counters and picking up trash. Some empty bottles lay around and he set them carefully up on the counter all next to each other for Jay or someone else to fill with water but, it would probably end up being him whom filled the bottles up because of simple boredom. Franco ran a tired hand through his think, dark brown mess of a hair and sighed heavily. “What to do know?” He mumbled self-consciously to himself, knitting his eyebrows. Once all the visible trash was picked up and the empty bottles and cans lined up on the marble counter there was nothing else to do so he grabbed the bottles one by one and filled them up carefully with the clear tap water.

(Sorry, I didn’t know what to write. Wb)

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It took a long moment for the information at hand to file itself neatly into Chloe Grace's mind. Arnold Schwarzenegger was standing before her in the middle of the apocalypse. Jay had turned into a total fan girl, like how she was when she first met Matt Damon on the carpet almost three years ago. Worse, maybe. And Miley Cyrus? She glanced up at the dark, ashen sky, mentally begging for an explanation for the suffering she was about ready to be put through. Some part of her mind, no doubt the angel sitting on her shoulder that was fond of four-lettered words, was telling her that Miley was human too and the only difference between them was that Chloe Grace had the majority of her sanity and clothing.

She looked up at Arnold, a slight smirk on her face, amused that she was even talking to him. Even though she didn't put on a display of fandom as massive as Jay's, she was a pretty big fan. "So, Mr. Arnold," she said, "Tell us what you know so far."

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He couldn't believe it. He looked at the cards scattered across the table. Everyone had obviously been infected with some disease that made stupidity a norm. Even Jay had succumbed to the idiocy. Josh stood and peeked out the door, holding the edge of his shirt over his mouth and trying not to breath. Breathing in would most likely be suicide. He caught a glimpse of something he had never thought he'd see with his own eyes. The Terminator. He blinked, now certain he too had been infected with the Crazy Disease. Then caught sight of Miley Cyrus. Either he was hallucinating, he was having a nightmare, or it was real. Quickly, he closed the door. He was tempted to lock it, but figured that since the people outside were Infected they wouldn't be able to open the door even unlocked.

Slightly dazed, he went into the kitchen, drawn by the sound of running water. Had he not been shocked out of his senses, he would be surprised to see James Franco doing something productive, but instead he just stared blankly. "We can't open the door," he said. "The others got infected with some disease that makes them crazy, and they're all outside, even your girlfriend." He paused, tilting his head to look up at the ceiling. "I think I'm going to lock the door now..."