12- the war [part 1]

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!!warnings!!: cursing, war, trauma, weapons, guns/gunshots, bullets/gunpowder for gun, blood, ptsd, flashbacks, su!c!dal thoughts, sharp objects, death, murder, assault, violence, insanity, eating disorders, emotional numbness, characters fainting or something
(what? It's a war... it's a war and all characters are here I think so...)

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Names:
Paintbrush • Grey Pinceau
Lightbulb • Petra Ampoule
Test tube • Maria Provetta
Fan • Ray Ventilateur
Silver spoon • Henry D'argento
Candle • Serenity Kerze
Yin Yang • Cosmo Pínghéng
Yang • Blake
Yin • Robert
Bow • Pembe Heeobou
Baxter • Baxter
Microphone • Mikayla (Mic) Mikrofon
Soap • Sofia Gallúnach
Cabby • Gabby Arkivskap
Mepad • Andy Meeple
Ballpoint Pen • Sebastian Kugelschreiber
Steve Cobs • Steve Cobs
Tissues • Dan Tessuti
Trophy • Bradley Bikar
Paper • Peter Bumaga
Paper's alters: Ky and Pete, both not II, and Evan("evil paper")
Dr Fizz • Doctor Michael Fizz (Doctor Fizz)
Toilet • Nurse Logan Treegrip (Nurse T)
Bot • Bow/BowBot/Bot
OJ • Otto James "OJ" Apelsinjuice
Cheesy • Joey Keso
Taco • Isabella Taco
Dough • Dave Teig Heeobou
Marshmallow • Maddie Malvavisco
Apple • Ava Manzana
Goo • Gregory Schmiere
Baseball • Brian Yakyū
Nickel • Nick Münze
Suitcase • Susie Koffer
Balloon • Kevin Palloncino
Egg/Baby shimmer • Ethan (called "egg" by most characters) Shimmer
Clover • Claudia T̴͘͜͡r͞͏́͘͞é̀͝͠b̷͘͡o̷̡̕͞͞ĺ̢͝͏̴
Mephone4S • Manny Meeple
Blueberry • Devan Arándano
Salt • Sarah Salitu
The Floor • Fredrick Boden
Knife • Cole Messer
Pickle • Dylan Pepinillo
Bomb • Tristan Sprengstoff
Lifering • Logan Reddingsboei
Tea Kettle • Teresa Tetera
Pepper • Patty Poivre
Box • Ben
Cherries • Chris Kirschen

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Quote from chapter:
" But before more chaos could erupt, cobs spoke. That like, b####, that a##hole! That motherf###ing tyrant! I hope he like, dies in the arctic!!"
-Salt/Sarah
(a/n: aaaah! Sorry! I couldn't find a really good quote that didn't spoil anything in the chapter... so I just decided to do this funny one instead.)

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// POV:
SALT//

This is so annoying! Why do I have to come here? OJ isn't even here! This is a ripoff! I want my phone back.

I roll my eyes as I walk down the hall with the others. Patty's hand moves to mine and holds it. "Like, Patty P, can you like, move your hand? I need to like, grab my stuff from my satchel if I like, need to fight." I say to her and she takes her hand away; she lets out a heavy sigh. What did I do?

Like, I should definitely take it out of my bag now... I see some others doing the same. I pull out an old rifle my supposed relatives had used when fighting wars. My mom like, allowed me to have it and do what I want with it. It doesn't have bullets anymore, and I couldn't like- find any, so I'll just like- hit cobs over the head with it or something.

I see Patty take out a pocketknife. "Like, that will totally not work." I comment and she glances downward.

"It's the... like... only thing I could find..." She mumbles and tugs at her skirt. "Hey like, Sarah?" She looks up toward me. "Um.. how's that like, food thing coming along-"

"THIS IS NOT THE LIKE, TIME!" I snap at her before covering my mouth with my free hand. "Ah... like, sorry... and no. It like, isn't going well... I still like, CANT bring myself to like, eat even close to the amount I'm supposed to have.."

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