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"What's goodbye?" "It's going away, that's what it is. Forgetting about us all over again." "Could you do it? Could you do this? One last day with your beloved. Which day would you choose?"

I actually agree with Moho here. Gun control is a big issue at my school. We have a gun range, we live next to the mountains in a part of the US that's mostly pro-gun use, and we have guns. I have shot them myself before and I've seen people shoot them. Some of my friends are amazing marksmen. Some of the people I look up to the most own guns, and not just one. Several. I'd trust a lot of them with my life. And the thing is, you can trust a lot of gun users with your life. Someone who owns a gun should be able to know the responsibility. Most gun owners care about owning a gun because it's become a part of them, a daily part of their lives. They are responsible people and they feel unfairly treated when some random stranger's mass killing results in them getting what they perceive as a "right" removed. I can understand why gun use might make people feel apprehensive, but especially around where I am, it makes sense. A mountain lion was spotted near our school about a week before vacation. Having a gun, something to protect yourself, it makes you feel safer. Like Moho said...most people are reliable. Most people only use it for self defense. It's the one out of a million that decides it's time to go on a killing spree. As for banning...when there's a will, there's always a way. I believe Prohibition actually increased the amount of drinking... I haven't really taken a side on the gun control debate, but I see reasons for both sides. I don't think this debate will ever come to a satisfactory ending. There will always be outliers. There will always be "crazies." We can't see into the future or predict who's more likely to shoot someone and who's not. Already...to own a gun means to sign paperwork, do background checks, etc. Laws are tightening up already. We'll never reach a balance. I guess the best we can hope for is that in the coming years, things will get better and not worse.

(Sorry, but I'm gonna have to drop out. :/ I was looking forwards to this too...)

Dear Anonymous, I'm crying. I hate crying. If there's ever a post I know you won't read...it's this one. You're not going to be here anymore. I know it's a stupid thing to cry over, but... I was counting on two more weeks. Two more weeks, and I would've been happy. I would've been satisfied. Was two more weeks too much to ask for? All I wanted was those two weeks. It's been all I've been looking forwards to these past two days and yet... Time is so cruel. I counted on two weeks, now I have two more days. Was two weeks too much to ask for? Two weeks where I'd be happy. No stress, no work, just us. Together. Having fun. Eating apples and sugar cubes and carrots and... Two weeks. I always knew it would end, but not...like this. I can't stop crying.

Phin opened the shades to the main Habitat. This was where most of the animals who weren't in isolated confinement and observation tended to be. Unfortunately, Phin had to come do inspection every day. A couple of the experiments were standing near the vent. That wasn't unusual...Phin imagined the air might be better near the vent. She frowned as one of the experiments ran away from the vent. Phin didn't spend enough time near the Habitat to know the regular patterns of the experiments, but she was pretty sure that the experiment hadn't fled from agression. In fact, they seemed to be listening. Phin didn't particularly care if they figured anything out. The vent was connected to one of science labs, not one Phin regularly worked in, but still one of the genetic modification labs. Phin frowned. What were they doing? The only thing that the laboratory would tell them would be the experiments they were planning to conduct. It wouldn't help them much if they were trying to escape. Maybe they could turn back into humans though... They should stop. Phin didn't think that way because she was loyal to Medicorps...not at all. But if they did escape...where would they go? They'd be alone. Even if they turned human, it'd be long and arduous to get used to life. Here, at least they had one another. At least they weren't alone. Phin shrugged the thoughts away. She didn't care for the Experiments or Medicorps. Once, she would've--she might even have helped. Not this time though. She'd let whatever happen happen.

"Number 72, peregrine falcon." Phin lifted the blinds, revealing a woman around twenty. Her arms were grafted into large speckled wings and her legs were claws, dirtied and yellowed. She opened her mouth, a noise erupting from her throat that sounded like a mixture between a blood-curdled scream and a screech. The other scientists eagerly began to take notes. A girl, who looked like she'd just gotten out of high school, turned a little green. "Oh God," she murmured before she bent towards the ground, gagging. Almost robotically, Phin lifted a trash can towards the girl. She accepted it gratefully, puking into it. New. Phin hated having to lead rounds with the newer recruits. She'd wondered why she'd been assigned to 72 and 19 today--they were the somewhat more normal Experiments and weren't currently under any new medication or genetic modification process. She watched as the girl continued puking before finally lifting her head weakly. Some of the other scientists were pointing...the girl had gotten a little something on her white lab coat. She heard a snicker behind from one of the more senior scientists. Phin watched as puke girl cringed. Phin stayed silent. All recruits did this, all went through it. It was like initiation. You're strong enough to make it to the next level or not. Each man for himself. Did she mention how she hated leading rounds with new recruits? Heck, she hated rounds. Phin finished her rounds half an hour later and returned to the experimental lab. She'd much rather work with chemicals than the animals. She worked better in the lab, and she didn't have to see the results of her work. Phin wasn't naive--she knew what Medicorps was doing and what her work was being used for. Her own morals had vanished three years ago with her brother's life. To some, Phin was impenetrable. It was better to keep it that way and Phin would rather stay away from the creatures. That was easiest.

Dear Anonymous, I am good enough. I have the skill. I just need courage. I need strength. I need the guts to manage it. And that's not anything that anyone can give me. ~ Jean

Some of the details are private, but basically somewhat of a boys vs. girls with knives and guns thing.

Poll has been put up about the special DCW IRL round. There is a pretty good chance that there will be a special round with an unlimited amount of participants, but we'd like to see how many people would be free and interested around that time.

Just a reminder: You guys have about a week to finish this up...or else, if KKLT won't, I will blow all of you up. One of your loving mods, IdentityUnknown

I would use the name that they had at the time. To have to go through and replace names would be a bit taxing over time.

Pretty sure that was on purpose. If you look at the other words in that sentence better is also misspelled and while I can see it misspelling one word/having a typo, the chances of it having two are slim to none.

"Seeing the dark in this world is so easy. It takes someone special to live in the dark and yet envision all the light."

"And by the time you finally turn around, half of your life is gone."

For some reason, I'd like to add a couple words of my own to this thread. I know it's been said already, from the start, but let me emphasize it again. Chances are, if you are good friends with a guy, if you like him and you've spent time with him, you will know. You probably won't be certain (and unless you ask, there is no other way to be certain), but you should have a good idea. Usually, you will have hung out quite a bit and unless he's obviously shown signs of no interest, then you should have a pretty decent feel of whether or not he likes you. Give it time and you'll figure things out. If the guy spends time with a bunch of other girls as well who are his close friends, it's a little tougher but still. You should be able to recognize the details. Girls tend to pick up on a lot of them. If you're a guy and you like a girl, generally the same rules apply. Girls like confident guys and if you've hung out with her quite a bit and she doesn't have a boyfriend or have shown interest in other guys, you should have a good feeling as to whether or not she likes you. Disclaimer: This is for people who are actually seeking relationships. Physical attraction is something different.

No worries, just make sure not to post anything after.

I thought I was going to come back to see that all of you guys were still continuing and trying to destroy each other, but wow! I'm surprised you guys actually ended it! I know I was a horrible sub-mod since I was unable to look through everything due to exams. I apologize for that, though I do hope this was enjoyable. This topic will hopefully be locked soon, but please no more posts. Feedback can be sent to me or on the IRL thread. Thanks to all of you!

One day. Wrap it up before I blow all of you up.

Hey everyone, IRL has been somewhat inactive recently due to exams and other interferences in real life. However, soon it will be around spring break and nearing the end of the year. If you're able to be active in DCW IRL, I'm sure that the moderators would love to have some input from you as to how DCW IRL is, how it's been working, and what we should improve. Also, suggestions for future DCW IRLs you'd like to see and participate in would be great. Cheers!