[color=00a651][center][h2]Alex[/h2][/center][/color]
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To: [color=00a651]Maribel Harper[/color]
From: [color=00a651]Alex Coleman[/color]
Subject: [color=00a651]Re:Re: How do you use the copier?[/color]

[color=00a651]Corpse Collector only shot at me. I could run from that; I didn’t even help out all that much honestly. I crashed a car and got shot at. Then I fell through a floor. I achieved a grand total of zero things in that fight, besides maybe a nice backing track. This copier on the other hand? I’d rather face Corpse Collector naked, wielding a butter knife, surrounded by thousands of Dissolutions. 

Hurry and save me from this hell made of paper and ink toner~! :P[/color]


Sending the message Alex was at his wits end, with this damn copier he clenched his teeth and punched the air above it

[color=00a651]“Pieceofgoddamngarbagecantevenworkproperlyisweartogodimgoingtobreakthispieceofjunkandburnitifitdoesntstartworkingsoon!” [/color]then accidentally lashing out, Alex’s fist came down on top of it and as if it was the Fonz with an actual jukebox the copier whirred to life, lights glowing and started spitting out papers.

[color=00a651]“Are you kidding me? What is this, a cartoon? Since when does hitting the thing make it work?!”[/color] perplexed Alex decided to not worry about it, the point was, it was working and he could finish the job Bel pawned off on to him. Wondering when the guild leader would actually arrive, the smell of ink made him heady and really wanted an escape.

[@TheWindel]