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 Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:21 pm
: biggrin ances through the door::
Ello people
::Grabs a smirnoff and continues to dance::
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:30 pm
*Walks in, and scans the group of people. Eyes a few that seem to intrigue him, then walks to the bar* Give me a smirnoff, and quick. There's blood to be spilled tonight.
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The Committee Staff Gaian
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Posted: Wed Aug 09, 2006 10:02 pm
pjpf *Walks in, and scans the group of people. Eyes a few that seem to intrigue him, then walks to the bar* Give me a smirnoff, and quick. There's blood to be spilled tonight. i hope you mine yours stare
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 8:08 am
*walks in and sits down at a side table alone and looks at everyone and then at the table and then pulls out a pen and paper and begins to right a story*
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 10:44 am
The guy in the pask and shirt, walked into the bar, flowers in hand. "Ouch." he said, slowly and thoughtfully. He staredat the bar. He could have sworn it wasn't there before. he shrugged and walked away, his footsteps echoing in the silence that followed.
couldn't resist XP
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 9:03 am
Marshall strolled into the bar, each step seemingly pronounced as if to implicate a tone of restlessness and despair.
Setting his briefcase down on an empty barstool next to him, Marshall pulled a fifty out of his pocket and smacked it down on the counter. "How many shots of Absolut will this get me?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 7:59 pm
*slowly walks in and scans the crowd then walks over to a stool at the end of the bar* margarita on the rocks please.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 7:24 am
*A beam of light shines through the bar and after a few seconds it disappears and a angel is sitting at the bar*
"bartender....I want a whole bottle of Belvadere..."
*Hands Bartender a bag of gold*
"Keep the change.."
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 6:11 pm
. . . drunk before drinking? Now that takes skills. *laughs*
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 11:24 am
Dark_Virgo *slowly walks in and scans the crowd then walks over to a stool at the end of the bar* margarita on the rocks please. *stumbles over to sit next to you and asked*"hey you wonna be friends???"
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 6:20 pm
Folded_socks_ninja pjpf *Walks in, and scans the group of people. Eyes a few that seem to intrigue him, then walks to the bar* Give me a smirnoff, and quick. There's blood to be spilled tonight. i hope you mine yours stare *walks over to them*"don't worry, he looks weak"
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 11:55 am
*walks into the bar and leans on the wall and watches what is happening*
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 5:27 pm
Can I get something hard to drink? I need something knock me out for a few hours... either that or warp my memory...
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 8:06 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 10:23 am
*searches the bar for antiques wines and liquors, finds none and disappears into the night*
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