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6 yrs ago
Current Well, well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions.
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6 yrs ago
She knocked that smug look off my face but luckily I was wearing a second, smaller smug look underneath.
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8 yrs ago
There's nothing more intoxicating than the clear absence of a penis.
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9 yrs ago
Half of Blink 182 is Wink 91.
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10 yrs ago
A Freudian Slip is when you mean one thing but fuck your mother.
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Christopher Freidrich

Sitting against the wall, he was minding his own business 'till he felt his brains being penetrated and shot through. Barely managing his composure, as training his adaptation took alot of mental fortitude. He looked around to find the man who's eyes were resting on Chris."Buddy, before penetrating me, dinner and movie first." he said to the man who was looking at Chris, darting his walking stick next to Kane's neck, "You really shouldn't try that again."

Snapping back to his surroundings, more and more of the most notorious in the asylum are seemingly gathering, a bead of sweat dropping down his forehead. A crazy concoction that was bound to explode anytime, and fast. Suddenly noticing another pair of eyes on him, looking rather intensely at Chris. "Don't stare too long, I get shy." he said to her with a soft smile.
If the colors are annoying I can drop the multicolored but I hoped it would help portray her personality.


It's alright, though I would prefer lighter colors so that it'd be a bit easier on eyes, well atleast mine.
@Inertia Well I'm not sure what the rule about double posting here is but I edited my post to target Christopher because I forgot that attacking women would be OOC for Kane...


Oh God, I didn't read it yet, gimme a sec.
Welp, excuse the small post :L, not much to go on I guess.
Christopher Freidrich

Suddenly being yanked out of his rather comfortable cell, before being grabbed, he managed to grab his 'real' walking stick, the rough hands quickly shoved him too a room he was unfamiliar with which surprised Chris Oh? A room I don't know about, that's new, I thought I had this whole hellhole mapped out in my head. The steady drum of heartbeats goes ever faster as seconds go, Wouldn't blame em'. Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees the mystifying duplicating Eleen. Walking next to the newly formed square, he faked tapping on the floor like a real blindman and 'accidentally' hit one of the clones,

"Oh, excuse me, I didn't see you there." he said to them with a slight smirk, then quickly placing his back on the wall, the drumming beat getting ever so louder, he sits with the wall behind him. So what do those crazy doctors want? Also who the hell are these 'new' prisoners, I've never seen, well, heard them before. Really odd, huh.
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how?


I-
I think you can edit it and just put
<Ignore this>

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nevermind me, just being an idiot, and a newbie


Well I would suggest removing it :S
Post up, and it's not the greatest but hey.
Can't wait to meet up tho
Chase Dawnshard

The blackness of night had struck the land, not one would expect two figures dwindling about at the death of day,
"Hasten whatever you're doing, I feel jitters this dead of the night" said a raspy, haggard voice with a tinge of fear "I feel something watching us."

"What are ya' scared about? Getting cold feet you cur?" another voice replied in a snide tone. Both men continued about but one still couldn't rid the feeling of being watched by callous eyes.

Dirt was strewn and spread all over the place, and a hole could be found in-front of a venerated gravestone. The two greedy shadows quickly ravaged the body, "Hoho, we struck some rich bloke didn'we?" the voice tattled in the condemning darkness, "Just hurry up and gather the valuables." the other said, in a hushed, distressed tone.

An outline could be seen in the distance, walking slowly to the two shadows dancing in the dark, slowly sheathing the weapon out of the holster, and pointed it at the two shapes who were now staring at the mysterious figure. "Halt your misconduct, you have debauched Zlore and her people." the alarming and dark voice said. "Place everything back and I will let you go."

"Wh- Who in Jergal's name do you think you are?!" one of them said, in a demanding voice devoid of any confidence to the hooded figure. The other pulled out a short, snubby knife out of his coat pocket, "You don't wanna mess with me you damne-" before he could finish, his rusted knife was cut in half,

"You really don't want to do any of that, you're not fast enough, y'see?" the hooded figure said, resting slightly on his long sword. A puddle was quickly forming on the ground below one the individuals. "No- No way, IT'S REAL?" he said through clattering teeth. "I- I thought it was myths and legends!"

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Soon after the kerfuffle, Chase could only sigh at the two escaping shadows, only the fear of God in hand. "Where is this 'Specter' legend coming from?" he said to no one in particular with a raised eyebrow.

Shoveling the dirt back to their rightful place, then swiping the sweat off his forehead, he quickly paid respects to the defiled graves and started to walk back. Softly whistling a tune to himself, he stopped in his tracks when a peculiar thing caught his eye, particularly, a swirling ball of light. He noticed it get bigger and bigger, when in actuality, it was drawing closer, Chase instinctively clutched his sheathed beauties but came to a halt when he noticed that it slowed down, it spun around him many times, "Woah, dinner under the stars first, buddy" he said to it with a smirk.

It suddenly jerked away, and stopped, as if it was looking back at Chase, urging him to follow. Chase, being bored in the entirety of his night 'patrol' as an over-glorified watchman, decided to sate his curiosity and follow the playful little ball of energy. Slightly chuckling at his horrendous pun, he trekked on, not really knowing what to expect, only seeing distant mountains.
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