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11 days ago
Current The bugs are back.
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2 mos ago
If this watch breaks, the foreign exchange market will take a twenty-eight percent hit. People will die.
5 mos ago
bro aren't you 15 go do your homework instead of screaming about your WIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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5 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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7 mos ago
Thеy needed a stealth soldier, so I put my hands on the hibachi hot plate at Benihana and burned my fuckin fingerprints off. They will not find me.
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Absolute clown. Dark and gritty superhero fan fiction guaranteed or your money back.




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Here's my character!

(Uh... The guy on the floor was my character. EDIT: Apparently Abigail was also sitting on Yagamine; in that case, disregard the previous sentence.)

"My name? Well, my name means nothing here now. Call me Six." He says to the male Number One. "And I suppose I'll have to call you both Number One." That was when Number Eight introduced herself to the group. Miguel said that he hopes they can be friends because she looked cute, then gave a smile that looked really creepy (well, at least to Six). Six had to keep himself from laughing.

Then, the female Number One started choking. The male Number One asked if she was alright, and she nodded. 'Poor girl,' Six thought, 'forever doomed to the friendzone. Oh well. Not my problem.' He looked at the group. "Well, this has been an... Interesting day. It was nice meeting you all. Wish our initial interactions didn't have to involve me injuring my foot or more than likely getting a minor concussion."
Interested. I'll try to get a CS up tonight. Expect a Rorschach-esque character.
'We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when...'

That was what Thomas always heard at the start of his mornings, at least ever since Metal Gear Solid V came out and he set his alarm clock to play The Man Who Sold The World. Made him feel like Big Boss waking up from the nine year coma. Anyhow, after adjusting his eyes to the morning light and looking around a bit, he sits up and stretches, yawning. "Although I wasn't there, he said I was his frie--" The song was interrupted by Thomas hitting the snooze on his alarm clock.

With a sigh, Thomas threw off his boxers, put on a new pair, and walked into the kitchen. He started his coffee maker, slipping back into the bedroom to put on a shirt and pants while it was, well, making the coffee, then walked back out just as it finished. He poured himself some coffee in a mug that reads 'World's #1 Jackass' (self-deprecational humor always lightens him up), then set it down on his table as he went back into his room to grab some socks, slid them on, then walked back out, grabbing the cup and stepping into his loafers before walking out to the hotel lobby.

Thomas didn't like playing receptionist, but until he could afford one that was what he was stuck doing. And if he got bored, he could just leave a card with his number there and leave. Just as he sat down in his chair, one of the residents, Montana Clayton, better known as the town drunk, walked out of her room, more than likely leaving behind a young man who would emerge later, confused as to where she went. "Have a good one Tommy, see you later!" she said. God, he hates being called Tommy. He made an exception for select few, like mom or a girlfriend/boyfriend... Or Harry and dad. Thomas shakes the thought off, 'too early in the day to cry my eyes out', he thinks. Besides, she left too fast for him to reply. With a sip from his mug, Thomas settled into his chair and sighed. He really needed to hire a receptionist...

'Fuck it,' he thought, 'I can't do this today. Time for the card!' With that, he whipped out a card from under the desk, reading 'The receptionist is out, call this number if you want to book a room: 867-5309'. God he hated having that number. Dumbasses always called asking for Jenny. One of these days he's gonna change it. Then again, that might go as well as his quest for a receptionist. As he walked to the door, Thomas sang: "I want to marry a lighthouse keeper, and keep him company. I want to marry a lighthouse keeper, and live by the side of the sea..." And he continued to sing until he reached the gas station.

Ahh, the gas station. Thomas' least favorite person worked here: Noel Bunker. For some reason, he just hates the kid. Kind of screwed up, considering he's a twenty-something man feuding with a teenager. He thinks that it all started when his blatter was about to burst, and the closest place was the gas station. "HELP!" He said to Noel as he ran to the bathroom, "I NEED TO PEE REALLY BAD!" The doorman, a young Asian kid, said that he needed to buy something first. After a bit of arguing back and forth, Thomas' blatter almost burst and he ran to a bush, just barely managing to open his fly in time to pee in it. And, just his luck, the sheriff happened to drive by. He arrested Thomas for indecent exposure and Thomas spent the night in jail. Needless to say, that made Thomas hate Noel. The feeling's probably mutual.

Groaning at the memory, Thomas grabbed a one liter of Coke and a bag of chips. He put them on the counter, letting the guy scan them, then paid the required amount. As he walked past Noel, he stopped, then asked: "So, refuse to let anyone into the bathroom recently?"

@Bombardier
Gonna get a post up today, just Thomas getting up and setting up at the hotel. Maybe I'll have him go to the gas station, so Bombardier and I can get a sense of our characters' chemistry.
Six shakes the man's hand, and he was one of the first people to say his room number. That's good. "It's nice to meet you Number Seven. I'll probably go rest in my room, but I feel a lot better. Face still stings like hell, though."

As he says this, the boy from room one and a girl he's never seen before walk up to Six. The girl asks if he's hurt, but Six laughs. "Well, could be better. Nothing an ice pack and some rest can't heal." He then turns to Number One (Miguel), "Does she live with you? If so, looks like I'll have to make a compromise on my room number only rule."
What amazes me is the fact that there's like, 11 people in this town but a shitload of buildings. Why do we need an entire high school building when there's only one teenager?
@Wick
Uh, the GM forgot to edit the OP... The mogul is already taken (by yours truly). The General Store Owner is still up for grabs, however.
@KatherinWinter
Still here.

EDIT: Oh.
Like Rumiko said, you were probably asking who hasn't run the course.
Nevermind then.
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