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 Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 4:47 pm
A plain and simple apartment with nothing too special and a lot of dark colors (mostly gray). There's a living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and another room which remains locked at all times (mostly). That's for storing his various weapons. There are no decorations whatsoever and the outside is blank and dismall aswell with a yard of dead grass and a couple of scattered rocks.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 4:49 pm
Inventory and such has yet to be added to...coming soon....
Marks: 42... I think...
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 4:51 pm
Currently in possesion of...well...not much...soon to change, I'm sure...
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 5:32 pm
Luke sat on the small, two-man couch in the living room, writing something on a piece of paper to pass the time. He still didn't take his hood down as he wrote, even though he was inside. The sound of the pen scrathing on the paper was the only sound in that house. Other than the air conditioner blowing a comfortable 76 degrees farenheit.
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 6:18 pm
He put down his pen and walked outside, sitting on his front step and staring up at the night sky with a sigh. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one, smoking it nonchalantly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 7:10 pm
He sighed, puffing smoke out of his mouth and groaning softly. He could tell he was going to hate it here, just like he hated everywhere else...
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