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 Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 9:53 am
hi there
*mic said without locking up from his notebook*
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:06 am
*looks at him and then blows out the candle*hi
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:06 am
*mic walks to thefier and sits in a chear and starts to smock and thinks about the girl from last night *
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:07 am
*pulles out his sword and start to clean it*
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:10 am
*picks up the sword and slashes at the table cuting it in half or close to it*
good it still sharp i need to go train some more with it if i can use it the right way
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:11 am
so what up
* he said wail he blows smock outof his mouth *
o im sorryu im being roud ...im micali or mic if you dont mind
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 10:44 am
*win the guy left mic gos back to his cig and he starts to think about the girl agin*
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 11:18 am
*mic loocks at the fier and thin he sacks his head and thin he gets up and walks back up to his room*
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 11:39 am
* he walks down the stairs fixing his hair and jacket
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 11:45 am
*he cracks his back and his knuckles before going and reviving the fire
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 11:50 am
Time for some fun * he walks outside and disappears in a forest
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 12:26 pm
*Runs in, late*
Damn it all to hell......
(Actually logged on at 2pm, sawy I missed ya Z)
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 1:49 pm
*walks in*
Haha, no more school this week. I am so happy, school has been hell.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 4:58 pm
*wanders in and as usual he takes his seat in the back and put his feet up on the table. A Sprecher Root Beer appears in his hand. He takes a drink as he rocks back*
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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 5:31 pm
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