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| Alma | Jul 22 2013, 09:07 PM Post #1 |
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That's the machine that goes 'PING!'
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| Kel94 ♪ | Jul 22 2013, 09:19 PM Post #2 |
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This looks like a job for....
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Autumn 23rd A single piece of paper haphazardly shoved into the mailbox. Written in a somewhat legible scrawl, this "letter" reads: Told ya I'd find you. Tomorrow. 2pm. Meet me at the docks, Obsidian. We'll catch a ferry from there. Mostly cause I don't have to walk as far. Bring a big stick to poke crap with. -Dante |
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[align=center] People say you've been talking, you got a big mouth. Saying words you know aren't true, what the hell are you talking about? So now we have a conundrum, and the problem is clearly you. This is the part where it gets ugly, and the solution getting rid of you. You'll never be safe in the shadows, I'll be waiting in the dark. With a shovel and a bag full of lime, and I'll say the devil made me do it. [/align] | |
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