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When My Fist Clenches, Crack It Open; Day Four
Topic Started: Nov 24 2010, 02:23 AM (4,022 Views)
Sean
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((Milo Taylor continued from Fucking Compasses... How Do They Work?))

Milo had been running, screaming almost nonstop for roughly half a day and a night. This was nothing new for him; the island was getting to be less and less enjoyable with each passing minute, let alone day.

Eventually, however, he made his way to the woods.

Good. Thank Me. We're good. I'm away from the cockroach. Little did Milo know, as fortunate of an occurrence as it was, the tranquilizer had worn off.

"Shit, I'm hungry," he muttered to himself. He set his daypack down, unzipped it, took out a loaf of bread, and began digging into it like some kind of annoying idiot piranha.

Suddenly, he heard rustling, scribbling and human speech a short ways off. He wrapped the small amount of bread that was left up, stuffed it in his daypack, hefted it up, and took a walk over to see who it was.

Lo and fucking behold. A few people he didn't know, and that douchebag that broke his iPod speakers yesterday. Fortunately, the group and the douche were moving separately from each other, or so it appeared.

In a moment of stunning clarity of mind, he decided to mask that he knew this, walk a short ways out, and call out to them.

"Hey, anyone there?" he yelled.

This is gonna be fun, Milo thought bitterly.
Edited by Sean, Dec 6 2010, 04:27 PM.
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Quoth Super Llama:
 
One day, the fabled Ragnarok will come, and as the gods descend to earth and wage war while the world dies around them, WickedIcon will lead the charge, a 12-gauge shotgun in his right hand, and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his left as he rides a steed made of fire and pain.

And the masses will look upon him and weep at the beauty of it all.


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[19:25] Hallucinogenic: it's not like i wanna put my anus on parade


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Sean
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((Narrowly avoiding inactivity.))

Milo walked out of his hiding spot a bit and looked at the man who'd broken his iPod speakers.

"Yeah, fuck you too," he said.

He then looked over at the girl who'd just wondered who he and the man were.

"I'm Milo Taylor, and that guy's an asshole," he informed her. "Any way I can make myself useful? I've been wandering around on my lonesome for a while, it's refreshing to see people that aren't either trying to kill me or violently attempting to make me leave."
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Quoth Super Llama:
 
One day, the fabled Ragnarok will come, and as the gods descend to earth and wage war while the world dies around them, WickedIcon will lead the charge, a 12-gauge shotgun in his right hand, and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his left as he rides a steed made of fire and pain.

And the masses will look upon him and weep at the beauty of it all.


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[19:25] Hallucinogenic: it's not like i wanna put my anus on parade


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04:26MimiOH
04:26MimiTHAT'S LESS BAD
04:27MimiI THOUGHT SHE HAD TO JERK OFF MONKEYS
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Sean
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((Skipping to get out.))

Rob had started to act like a douche again. This made Milo a bit uncomfortable, particularly since the dickery was in the guise of defending him; however, Aaron, the leader of the group, had thrown a shitfit and fired two shots at Rob.

Milo didn't exactly know why he'd fired shots, other than something about a murderer, but this was a very pleasing development. If there was anything Milo liked other than himself, it was seeing people who pissed him off get a bit of punishment for it.

I'm gonna follow this guy. He seems pretty badass, Milo thought as the "Great Leader" ran like hell with that crazy girl, Jacquard or whatever, limping after him.

Operating under the assumption that the others would know where to go, Milo followed the leader.

((Milo Taylor continued elsewhere))
Edited by Sean, Jan 1 2011, 11:36 PM.
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Quoth Super Llama:
 
One day, the fabled Ragnarok will come, and as the gods descend to earth and wage war while the world dies around them, WickedIcon will lead the charge, a 12-gauge shotgun in his right hand, and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his left as he rides a steed made of fire and pain.

And the masses will look upon him and weep at the beauty of it all.


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[19:25] Hallucinogenic: it's not like i wanna put my anus on parade


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04:26MimiOH
04:26MimiTHAT'S LESS BAD
04:27MimiI THOUGHT SHE HAD TO JERK OFF MONKEYS
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