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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 12:29 am
"******** this," a young man said, watching a couple of 'off-the-hook hotties' walking by. Sure, they had paid him a pretty penny to hand out the fliers advertising "Guys r slaves grls are masters" nightclub, but tonight was filled with extra energy. Special energy.
"Let's do this," he said, tossing the fliers to the side.
Soon after he was gone, a strong gust picked the fliers off the ground. They swirled around each other, coming closer and closer until they fused together, turning into a humanoid of paper. Turning it's "head" around, it took the surroundings in.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 12:37 am
The paper man headed towards Affluency Row, drawing the gaze of several passerbys as it went.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 2:57 pm
He was gone. Somewhere where she couldn't fine him. Never before had she faced such a problem. It was as if he'd never existed. The brave woman refused to cry, and merely took her anger out on passerby, striking them within an inch of their life in fury.
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