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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 3:12 pm
((Yeah, sounds cool.))
Marty sits down and looks around.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 3:14 pm
(thanks)
*Benoit goes to the gym*
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 4:52 pm
Rebecca walks in, lays on the couch, and tries to fall asleep. She was tired and bored.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 4:54 pm
*Was just pacing the room back and fourth. Kendo propped on his shoulder.*
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 4:55 pm
Rebecca fell asleep, she didn't care if anyone saw her asleep.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:26 pm
*Continues to pace back and fourth, back and fourth.*
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:28 pm
Rebecca was still sleeping, dreaming about her WCW days.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:10 pm
*Comes in the room all bloody and dragging his kendo stick behind him, but he had a grin on his face so he must have won his match with Awesome.*
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:15 pm
"That must have been a..extreme match."
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:16 pm
*Proud of Havok, so throws him a new chew toy.*
stare
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:16 pm
*Nods slightly at Rebecca. Takes the chew toy then goes to sit in his corner with it and try to figure out how to get the staple out of his back.*
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:18 pm
"Hey Thorn, I have a question. I'm not going to scream, yell, or bug you. How come you prevent Havok from talking to me?" Rebecca was still laying on the couch.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:21 pm
To keep everyones lies from entering his head. stare
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:22 pm
"What lies, Kevin? Or do you want me to address you as Thorn?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 8:23 pm
*Stuck the chew toy in his mouth and reached back, pulling the staple out of his back and then flicking the bloody little thing across the room.*
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