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I heard someone say "come on guys!"
I heard someone say "come on guys!"
WilsonTurner
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Born too late to explore the world; born too early to explore the galaxy.
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Like how about naw
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>is waiting for people to return with chains
I wrote things.
Ya'll should write things now.
>is waiting for people to return with chains
I wrote things.
Ya'll should write things now.
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We are coming, Haley!
Thanks for the encouragement tho :b
We are coming, Haley!
Thanks for the encouragement tho :b
Might actually have great inspiration for Drakken post now.
"6 Days ago"
@WilsonTurner I know, I know, I see. I'll post maybe tomorrow when I'm decompressing from all-state tryouts.
"20 days ago"
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I'm wearing a real crown :b
Imaginary crowns versus gold ones, gold always wins
I'm wearing a real crown :b
Imaginary crowns versus gold ones, gold always wins
Rainer, whose identity of being a 'god's son was currently hidden from everyone but himself and his new... headmaster, or whatever, listened to the man's overzealous speech with an interested, focused expression. A petty display of brute force and an overly difficult way of injecting new demonblood into the human world- but it got him away from his enemies when he needed it, and he could twist the other people at this 'academy' to suit his own needs. Sure, there was the big hulking Wrathy guy and the arrogant Greedy, but they would be easy to stomp.
It was his personal opinion that this would be a vacation more than anything, and that his new 'leader' was doing a horrid job of trying to intimidate the demons. Or encourage. Or whatever he was trying to do, really.
He was the Dishonest. No one would know unless he let them, and he would almost never allow anyone to know what he was actually meaning. What was the fun for spelling things out for others, if you can watch them try to figure it out, stumbling over themselves in doubt and uncertainty.
So he gave what appeared to be a genuine smile- unaffected by the wreckage of the podium, accept his folder, and disappeared to his new room.
Which is where he looked around, and sighed. He should've just stuck to facing the half dozen hellhounds and the hunting party that they belonged to.
So, folder in hand and thoughts drifting to a peaceful little bench somewhere to think things out, he stepped out of his new room, and followed the folder's map to the park. On his way, he glanced down the other corridor of sorts, for the first row of apartments- and caught quite the sight. One lady was certainly looking fancy. A small smile and a quirk of his eyebrows was the only outward expression in response to the woman, who glanced his way and gave him a smile, before disappearing into her apartment.
He made a mental note of her apartment, as well as anyone else entering their own rooms, and continued on to his peaceful park bench.
It was his personal opinion that this would be a vacation more than anything, and that his new 'leader' was doing a horrid job of trying to intimidate the demons. Or encourage. Or whatever he was trying to do, really.
He was the Dishonest. No one would know unless he let them, and he would almost never allow anyone to know what he was actually meaning. What was the fun for spelling things out for others, if you can watch them try to figure it out, stumbling over themselves in doubt and uncertainty.
So he gave what appeared to be a genuine smile- unaffected by the wreckage of the podium, accept his folder, and disappeared to his new room.
Which is where he looked around, and sighed. He should've just stuck to facing the half dozen hellhounds and the hunting party that they belonged to.
So, folder in hand and thoughts drifting to a peaceful little bench somewhere to think things out, he stepped out of his new room, and followed the folder's map to the park. On his way, he glanced down the other corridor of sorts, for the first row of apartments- and caught quite the sight. One lady was certainly looking fancy. A small smile and a quirk of his eyebrows was the only outward expression in response to the woman, who glanced his way and gave him a smile, before disappearing into her apartment.
He made a mental note of her apartment, as well as anyone else entering their own rooms, and continued on to his peaceful park bench.
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