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thedman
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STATUS: Who needs drugs when you can just stand up really fast 5 yrs ago
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Who needs drugs when you can just stand up really fast
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6 yrs ago
I think I need a new razor. Shaving feels like rubbing a slightly pointy eraser against my face five times.
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6 yrs ago
It sounds like God is taking a piss on my house outside
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6 yrs ago
Just noticed that my total amount of reactions recieved is equal to the amount of reactions given. Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.
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6 yrs ago
Nothing quite like powering through an assignment through sheer anger at having to do it
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I have a few character ideas of my own.
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Maybe not a pony, but could I perhaps be a Sonic FC or Warhammer character?
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you can be pretty much anything you want.
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I like the first idea (the 'crashed spaceship in ponyland' one).
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I like the idea.
It's in the 0th post.
It all happened so fast.
The first thing he noticed when walking back was that everyone had started taking out weapons. When he slid into the booth, he saw Darnies doing...something. Something that he had never seen anyone do before. Before he could question anything, Darnies ordered Chasa to protect him. Why does he mean by 'mundane'? Watching her move to block him from leaving, he noticed that her chest was glowing. "What the hell is going on?" He asked, to nobody in particular. He could only listen with confusion as everyone spoke, as he was unable to see what was happening.
What was a Hunter, or a Supernatural? Why was the owner talking about zombie thralls? He didn't know, but he could tell that a fight was about to break out. Looking at Chasa, he gave her a desperate look. "The police are on their way. If they don't stand down, it's going to get ugly." He would have asked her what was happening, but everything was moving so fast that he didn't even think of it. "Tell them that. Maybe that will get them to stop." Maybe they would run away, if they knew the police were coming. Then, he could track down the perps and get them into custody without worrying about civilian casualties. And then, he could ask what the hell was happening here.
The first thing he noticed when walking back was that everyone had started taking out weapons. When he slid into the booth, he saw Darnies doing...something. Something that he had never seen anyone do before. Before he could question anything, Darnies ordered Chasa to protect him. Why does he mean by 'mundane'? Watching her move to block him from leaving, he noticed that her chest was glowing. "What the hell is going on?" He asked, to nobody in particular. He could only listen with confusion as everyone spoke, as he was unable to see what was happening.
What was a Hunter, or a Supernatural? Why was the owner talking about zombie thralls? He didn't know, but he could tell that a fight was about to break out. Looking at Chasa, he gave her a desperate look. "The police are on their way. If they don't stand down, it's going to get ugly." He would have asked her what was happening, but everything was moving so fast that he didn't even think of it. "Tell them that. Maybe that will get them to stop." Maybe they would run away, if they knew the police were coming. Then, he could track down the perps and get them into custody without worrying about civilian casualties. And then, he could ask what the hell was happening here.
Scott stayed silent as Darnies spoke. To him, it was becoming more and more obvious that he knew something. It's fear, isn't it? He's afraid. It was obvious that he doubted the police's ability to protect their witnesses, and their ability to find criminals. Scott couldn't help but feel like he'd just stumbled upon something that was far bigger than him. Before he could make a rebuttal to Darnies points, he felt a wave of unease wash over him. As Darnies stopped speaking, and Chasa moved over to their booth, he turned behind him to see a man covered in blood walk in. That's him, he suddenly thought. He's a killer. I can feel it.
Before he could do anything, Darnies started speaking again, whispering this time. From the way he kept looking over to the blood-covered man, Scott was sure he felt it as well. Looking at him as he spoke, his words only confirmed Scott's beliefs that he was too afraid to tell the police what he knew. Before he could say anything, he heard Chasa, and saw Darnies look up. Looking in the same direction, he wasn't able to see Harry putting his gun away, but noticed him looking right at where he was sitting.
He knew of the man, and was aware of some of the rumors surrounding him. He didn't expect him to show up. But, judging by the way Harry stared at him, he knew Scott would be here. He's looking right at me. Turning back to the two people across from him, he closed his notebook, and gave his best fake smile. "Well, it was wonderful catching up with you. If you don't mind, I need to use the bathroom real quick. Be right back."
Putting away his notebook, he quickly walked over to the bathrooms, entering the male bathroom and shutting the door behind him. Taking a deep breath, he took out his handheld radio. "This is Greenfield. I have a possible suspect at the Paradise bar. Send plainclothes officers, no lights or sirens." Putting his radio away, he leaned against the wall, taking another deep breath. He walked out of the bathroom, just in time to see Elise walk in, and was immediately hit with the same uneasy feeling he got when the blood-covered man walked in. He had, in fact, seen a girl like that go into the bathroom a few moments before he did, but his mind told him to say nothing. Nodding his head no, he uneasily walked back to his booth. Backup can't come fast enough, he thought.
Before he could do anything, Darnies started speaking again, whispering this time. From the way he kept looking over to the blood-covered man, Scott was sure he felt it as well. Looking at him as he spoke, his words only confirmed Scott's beliefs that he was too afraid to tell the police what he knew. Before he could say anything, he heard Chasa, and saw Darnies look up. Looking in the same direction, he wasn't able to see Harry putting his gun away, but noticed him looking right at where he was sitting.
He knew of the man, and was aware of some of the rumors surrounding him. He didn't expect him to show up. But, judging by the way Harry stared at him, he knew Scott would be here. He's looking right at me. Turning back to the two people across from him, he closed his notebook, and gave his best fake smile. "Well, it was wonderful catching up with you. If you don't mind, I need to use the bathroom real quick. Be right back."
Putting away his notebook, he quickly walked over to the bathrooms, entering the male bathroom and shutting the door behind him. Taking a deep breath, he took out his handheld radio. "This is Greenfield. I have a possible suspect at the Paradise bar. Send plainclothes officers, no lights or sirens." Putting his radio away, he leaned against the wall, taking another deep breath. He walked out of the bathroom, just in time to see Elise walk in, and was immediately hit with the same uneasy feeling he got when the blood-covered man walked in. He had, in fact, seen a girl like that go into the bathroom a few moments before he did, but his mind told him to say nothing. Nodding his head no, he uneasily walked back to his booth. Backup can't come fast enough, he thought.
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