forum Newsies role-play anyone?
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Fawn Yeet

(Adexa was her birth name, she made it up herself, but she's called Twista by others, Twista is her street name)

@PuffPoff

(okay so when people come back we can send our characters back and then they can talk about joining the strike)

@PuffPoff

(alright I'm out of school so I can finally do things lets bring our characters back so they can discuss the strike)

@PuffPoff

After a long twenty minutes of walking around, Finley decided to head back. One hundred and five papes…that's my new record! He hummed to himself as he walked down the street, his hands in the pockets of his pants.

@WriteOutofTime

Sacia waved to the girl she'd just met –err, Samantha? Susan? Savannah?– eh, whatever. She headed down the street, splashing through a mud puddle. She spotted Finley just up ahead, and ran to catch up. "Oy! Fin!" she shouted.

@PuffPoff

He turned around when he heard his name, waving to Sacia. "Hey!" Finley stopped in his tracks, waiting for her to catch up with him. "Guess what? I sold one hundred an' five papes!"

@WriteOutofTime

"Oh, really?" Sacia pretended to be impressed. "I sold every single damn pape I had. How's that?" She opened her bag to prove it, showing off the emptiness inside.

@PuffPoff

"Well I sold all of mine too." Finley showed her the empty bag. "Ha. One hundred 'en five papes. With time to spare."

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"Aw shut up," she teased, "I didn't even know you knew how to count to one hundred." She smiled to show that she was kidding, slinging her bag back over her shoulder.

@PuffPoff

"Nah, that's two hundred." He laughed, bundling up his bag and holding it in one hand. Finley began walking again.

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Sacia followed him, her feet obnoxiously scuffing against the ground. "Did ya read the front headline today, by any chance?" she asked, trying to disguise her curiosity.

@PuffPoff

"Yeah, I did. Those New Yorkers ruinin' it for all of us." Finley grumbled.
(I have to go for now bye!)

@WriteOutofTime

(bye!)
Sacia nearly tripped. "Oh, uh, right. Damn New Yorkers!" She shook her fist at an imaginary foe. "Always…messin' it up." She lowered her hand slowly, her mouth puckered. She hoped to goodness she wasn't the only one in Brooklyn who supported the New York newsies.

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"Well, guess I won't be needin' these anymore. Waste of money." Marvin finished dumping his papers into the sewers, defeated. He valued his life, Spot Conlon didn't.