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9 yrs ago
Current 乇乂ㄒ尺卂 ㄒ卄丨匚匚
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10 yrs ago
A sentence you wasted 5 seconds to read.
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10 yrs ago
Who came up with the idea to make our statuses quotes from philosophers, anyway?
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11 yrs ago
We could be doing something productive with our lives... instead, we're here.
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11 yrs ago
A random quote from some philosopher that we'll forget in a few moments.
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@Famo I'll try to contact Gisk. If that fails then I'll go with Ambrose.
I COULD try to take the place of Cyan and use her character myself, but I have no idea how Cyan planned to use Stitches.
I could make another character, especially since we now seem to be short 1...

Just a suggestion.
Sorry to hear that, so I guess I really need to find a new partner. Any takers?
Do we skip right to capture the flag or should we find other ways to pass the time?
Haven't gotten ANY progress ever since we started this thing...... sigh~~~
(How are your head? Lol really? I'm sorry, but I just find that hilarious.)

Press sighed. Sometimes people were so difficult to deal with. It was definitely much simpler to deal with machines. Nevertheless, he took note of them, as some might be potential allies and/or enemies in the upcoming capture-the-flag game. Also, it was time he took inventory of his weapons and tools. He would definitely need them if he wanted to win. He went inside the Hephaestus cabin, nodding to his half-siblings, and went to the place where his bed had retracted into the ground. He called out a series of numbers and letters, and his bed came straight back out, just as tidy as when it went in. He opened a drawer and took out his tablet, unfolding it and opening a list of his creation, while closing the bed drawer with his foot.
Name: Alexander Selee (sounds like melee)
Alias: Sniper
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: TBW
Abilities: Using just about any object as a projectile, firing it with his mind (with suprising accuracy). He needs to have actually touched the object first, and the limit of his ability is 200 meters. However, by touching a living creature, he can send homing projectiles toward it (although his 200 m. limit is still in effect).
Weapons: Bag full of small metal balls (each 1 cm in diameter), 3 rolls of quarters, anything else he can get his hands on.
History: TBW
Press stopped when he was behind the Ares kid, ready to stun. He had heard some of the others telling him that it wasn't necessary to keep up the tension, and he wondered if he should just stop. He considered it for a second, and decided to back off. He walked away, turning off his cloaking sphere and raising his left arm. Immediately Horus took off, landed on Press' arm, and walked up to his shoulder. Lowering his arm back down, he put away his tools in their respective places and moved away, back to the Hephaestus table. His sandwich, still half-eaten, was already cold, and he wondered if he should continue eating it or throw it in the ceremonial fire. In the end, he sighed and left it, walking toward the one who had started the whole charade. "Next time," Press said to Walker while wearing a disapproving look on his face. "Don't antagonize people. Especially if they're a child of Ares." Horus gave off a small screech, as if to agree with Press. He turned to the others at the Aphrodite table, gave them a brief nod, then walked away, heading back to his cabin.
Nothing from ColouredCyan for 5 days now. I think it's about time I find a new partner.
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