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25 days ago
Current @DocTachyon that would be based I think
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1 mo ago
The bugs are back.
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3 mos ago
If this watch breaks, the foreign exchange market will take a twenty-eight percent hit. People will die.
6 mos ago
bro aren't you 15 go do your homework instead of screaming about your WIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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6 mos ago
"No. This is somewhere to be. This is all you have, but it's still something. Streets and sodium lights. The sky, the world. You're still alive."
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Absolute clown. Dark and gritty superhero fan fiction guaranteed or your money back.




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Back with Norman. Basically the same guy with a few little changes.
You know I'm interested.
@Ninkitty, @BlackPanther
Tom couldn't speak; he couldn't deal with someone talking with him, let alone a girl. "Uh... Erhm..." Were the two 'words' that escaped his mouth, though he followed the woman anyway when she left. 'Shopping, eh?' Tom pondered, 'guess I might as well do it if I'm stuck here.' He followed the woman, pulled out a piece of paper, and wrote 'my room number is 9' on it then handed it to her.
@Prudence, uh, are you ever gonna reply to Pundii and lovely complex's post? It's been two days and you still haven't replied.
In Legendary 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
@Claw2k11
"Well we're bloody busy at the moment. Come back later, when we don't need the sword anymore."
I'm still here; just been really depressed lately and haven't been on.
@DigitalDemon, @Lilygold, @fourtimesnine, @RainbowFactory
"AH, GOOD, AN AUDIENCE!" Declares Papyrus. Sans simply watches on, before turning to his brother and asking: "you ready?"
"YES!" And with that, they unleash yet another long, deadly attack on Kim.
In Legendary 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
@Delta44, @Claw2k11
"Possibly dead means I found fucking blood in the shower were she was. Someone took her, and we have to find out who." Then, Connor looks over at the orc. "And what the hell is it that you want?"
5 Days Later...


Norman lay in a hospital bed, both sad, scared and angry. It's been five days since those Evo hunters tried to kill him. He was scared that they'd come and kill him while he slept, or during some other shit. He was scared that one of the doctors would find out he was an Evo and turn him into a group of Evo hunters. He was scared he'd be fired because he jumped out of a window and hasn't shown up in five days.

So many things to be scared of.

At night he'd create little dust devils by the door out of fear that someone would come in. If they did, he would have just enough time to throw them against the wall and run. But last night he just stopped. In fact, last night he decided he was done. He got out of bed, and walked around the hospital. Then, he just walked out of the hospital. The doctors and nurses tried to get him back to his room, though he just pushed them aside with a dust devil.

He headed back to his apartment, clad in a hospital gown, and found it in a state of disarray: things were scattered all over the floor, his mattress was up against the wall... They even broke his monitor and smashed his computer. And what of Gordon, his beloved dog? They shot it dead. Norman was only sad about that: his only companion was dead, and now people were trying to kill him. At least they didn't take his weed.

With that, Norman grabbed his baggie of weed and got dressed, then grabbed some money he hid in the wall and left the apartment with nothing but his weed, a few hundred bucks, his lighter and the clothes on his back. First he needed to buy a gun. Then he needed to find as many Evos as he could. Then he needed to slaughter any fucking Evo hunters he finds.
It was still light out, though the sun was almost setting. Tom had just gotten off work, and walked into the bedroom. Unholstering his pistol and setting it on the dresser, he got out of his uniform and threw on a suit. Before putting on his suit jacket, he put on a holster that was meant to be worn around one's chest, and tucked his handgun neatly inside. "Can never be too prepared," he said.

Upon throwing the suit on, he tucked his badge into his inner suit pocket and walked into the living room. His son Ben was sitting there, playing on his phone. "Ben," Tom said.
"Yeah dad?" Ben replied, not looking away from the phone.
"I'm going out tonight, Marsha'll be coming to babysit you at seven."
"Alright, later dad."
"See ya, son."
With that, Tom walked out the door whistling a little tune. He got into his car, turned on the radio, and drove. The radio played a generic mix of seventies rock, Tom's primary taste in music, and on came a song that Tom loved ever since he saw the movie it served as soundtrack to. Tom truly felt badass as he drove down the street, singing along.

He arrived soon after. "Place got a new paint job." Chuckles Tom as he heads to the entrance. He decided that he was going to wait to head inside, and pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Once he was done smoking, he stayed outside to wait for his old friends, see what they looked like and ask what they've been up to. Perhaps they already arrived? Hell if he knew. A sigh escaped Tom's mouth, and he stuck his hands in his pockets. This was gonna be a looooong night.
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