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27 days ago
Current Just ran a stale yellow. Nobody on this website is doing it like me, sticking it to the man like me, blazing a trail against tyranny like me. the only thing revolutionary about you is your rhetoric
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2 mos ago
Takeru Segawa is the type of man they made myths out of. Intensely privileged to be able to say I watched him burn so bright as he did before going out with a win. I’ll miss you, hero.
3 mos ago
a frayed thread on the colorful tapestry of our existence, begging to be yanked until the whole thing unravels, a suggestive, inviting golden glow around the idea of leaking my buddy's DMs to his wife
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4 mos ago
I'm like the "conspicuously modded with multiple trojan backdoors skyrim save on your friend's screenshare stream" of white boys
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5 mos ago
Completely fucking up my field sobriety test as i clamber out of the honda fit i've wrapped around a lightpost, staggering everywhere, before finally scoring a big fat goose egg on the breathalyzer
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before anyone misunderstands i'm not a nazi

my other great grandfather died in a bunker near the end of the war, when hitler shot him in the face
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He was an excellent doctor for my great grandfather. A cut above the rest, and he really slashed the medical prices for his friends.


he couldn't save mine

he died in auschwitz

some dirty jew pushed him off a guard tower


Luke Schwarz | Manual Labor


Apparently, as Lauren was eager enough to explain as the duo-turned-trio dashed down the hall, no, the sudden appearance of Sangue Naga was not that of someone covered in blood, but instead her own weapon in the form of a bright red neurotoxin.

For the sake of his poor, burgeoning heart and mind, Luke elected to roll with it and not question how she could be so casually coated in a deathly venom.

"Right. Dosh."

The drums were big and heavy by anyone's standard, and he could feel the sloshing of the fluids inside. Between the weight and the questionable balancing, lifting them was...

I feel like I'm going to drop this thing.

A challenge.

While he could get them up confidently enough, thanks to his experiences with deadlifting in his pre-enrollment training regime, carrying them was altogether another matter. How was Lauren...

The boy caught sight of his fellow pugilist eschewing the fight against gravity in favor of taking advantage of the cylindrical shape of the drums, and the lightbulb went off.

"Oooooh."

Well, far be it from him to not learn from her example. Setting the drum down on its side, he quickly procured another, and began rolling them towards the lift himself.


Luke Schwarz | N-Nani


"That's the spirit."

Unhyped. Gentle. Calm, like a still lake in the early morning.

Almost demure.

"Thanks, Luke."

W-wait, hold on, what exactly was going on here?!

He blinked, taken aback and feeling a little heat rise to his cheeks, but managed to work out a response.

"N-No problem."

"Bluuuugh, enough standing around! Let's get rich, kid!"

And just like that, the cute girl was gone and the hypest young woman to grace the academy had returned.

"Uh, right!" he replied, starting off after her as he shook off the shock from what he'd just witnessed.

"If we work fast, we can gank a finder's fee!"

"...Yes..."


Seriously though, what WAS that?

Lauren always did things at a hundred and ten percent, since when did she have a side of her that was so—

"We can..."

"What the-- Sangue?!" He nearly leapt out of his own skin, gray eyes wide and worn soles squeaking against the floor.

"When did you get here?!"

I'm gonna have to sue this team for cardiac arrest!
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this is going to retroactively be very funny


Luke Schwarz | Press 'Z' or 'R' twice


He listened quietly.

Luke wasn't too keen on his abilities for many things. It wasn't like he was being facetious in any respect in his surprise at the success of his attack upon the Manticore to follow Goodwitch's light show.

No, he genuinely couldn't believe he had managed it once he had returned to operating upon conscious thought instead of instinct and the secretions of his adrenal glands. He never sold himself as capable of feats like that, because he never thought himself capable of feats like that.

He was behind the curve in combat, and drastically behind it out of combat.

It was little secret how much faith he placed in his abilities.

But if there was one thing he would claim himself to be any measure of "good" at, it would have to be listening. His entire life, he had been listening to people, be they ordering him around, teaching him a skill, or simply opening up their heart a little.

So he listened. To her reasoning behind going after these barrels and the reasons that drove that reasoning.

She wasn't happy, he realized, with where she was right now.

She wanted to change that.

She wasn't doing this only because it was what she wanted to do, but because it was all she could do.

Well, I can't say I've never been there.

The lift creaked to a halt at the bottom, and her smile returned after the momentary dismay.

Lauren was Lauren, and Lauren got what Lauren wanted, one way or another.

He returned the smile knowingly. Even if he couldn't do much, he could listen to what she was telling him to do.

And if that meant being a helping hand so she could make tomorrow a little easier than today, well.

"Yes ma'am."

He had no complaints.
@Lugubrious he appreciates me


Luke Schwarz | Drum up some courage, lad!


...

He said nothing, instead electing to take his time to process her reasoning as he exited the truck in a similarly normal manner, via the door on his side.

He looked after her as she continued heedlessly forward, pep in her step and sway in her wide, wide hips that betrayed her pure confidence in everything she was saying.

Every single thing.

"No room of mine is becoming a sex dungeon."

His priorities set and plan of action already being laid out before his very eyes, Luke saw very little argument for another choice than to jog along after her and acquiesce to her demands.

Me and pretty girls, man.

As he drew up alongside her, he probed his dark-skinned counterpart with another pertinent question.

"You sure it's alright to do this? I get that I was kind of going to stand around and admire my work with the Manticore, and that there's an award for retrieval, but we did kind of end up leaving everyone else to their own devices with that thing."

He half-grimaced.

"I took its eyes out, but it's still pretty dangerous."
I miss Tay.
you're only mad at me because lucius threw a chair
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