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The GiftThe GiftThe Gift by NimaruHinodashi
A flash animation script by NimaruHinodashi
Characters belong to myself, Disney, and Irrational Games
Based off of the Crystal Meth scene in Family Guy
Inside of the R.L.S. Legacy, about 5/6 pm.
[Annabelle is reading a book about quantum physics with her miniature Songbird. Jim is in there too, but he's writing in his journal. Booker DeWitt comes in, holding a bag of a mysterious white powder in his hand.]
[Looks up from the book]
...What is it now,dad?
So I brought some Crystal Meth! I thought you and me could share it together!
Uh, I think that's a bad idea Mr. DeWitt...
Tell ya what, I'll get us started!
[Booker DeWitt sets up the meth on the table, and snorts it up his nose with a straw. He then rises from the table, his pupils dilated and hair all over the place.]
Ah, that feels... That feels a whole lot better.
Uh, dad? Are you alright?
All I know that the guys who
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[Curtis/Christoph x Reader]
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Huffing, you sped out of the Gym, wandering around until you spotted a nice flowerbed. You slid to the ground, burying
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