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Involuntary Seculsion Of Loathsome Arrogant Twits Everywhere
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comon, i'll give ya to someone who'll treat ya real nice
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I met a fish that said it would grant me three wishes if I let it live, which I didn't know I was threatening its life, but I seized the moment. And then...
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Alex was lying on her stomach across the living rooms worn-down sofa, writing notes in a beat-up, red five-subject notebook. She was making notes on her Galaxy City route; notes about deliveries she made, open bargains that were negotiated, and pre-arranged pick-up times for later dates. If anything, this notebook was the journal for all the Homeless Trade Markets activities; she created this system so that people in need could exchange, or barter, goods and services, basically using the philosophy that one mans trash is another mans treasure. To some, it has earned the nickname The White Market, due to its similarities in structure, but difference in purpose to the Black Market.
Sadly, she placed a circle with a slash through it next to the Pizza Ports name, to remind her that until further notice any deliveries from the Port were cancelled until it returned to business she also reminded herself that shed need to try to contact Paul and Maria Summerfield, the Ports owners. Alex then flipped the pages to the rear subject where she kept separate notes of the apartments' residents which she learned included an incredible number of heroes, seven times more than she would have thought. Absentmindedly, she kept darkening the P in Pyrokinetic that she wrote under Blakes section, though her thoughts came back into focus when she heard the knock on the door.
Alex closed the notebook and shoved it inside her backpack before scrambling to the door. She beamed a smile at Blake when she saw him, Hi, youre all cleaned up. -
Heya Art Forumites,
I've been lurking in this neck of the woods for quite some time now and kept an eye on what has unfolded. I'm proud to say I finally have a piece of art to call my own
The subject of the piece is Gray Huntress, who has been my main hero in the game for about 3 years now; she is also my only 50 and I have devoted easily 40 times more of my energy into playing her than all my other heroes and villains combined. The artist is Seikon, and I'm proud she agreed to render the hero I value most.
So here she is, in her first portrait: Gray Huntress.
If anything, this experience has inspired me to want more to add to my newly born collection...so I'll be looking around, and I'll be sure to return to Seikon in the future. -
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How'd you know what my birthday suit looked like?
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I began my wish, "I wish that--" A sneeze interrupted my wish!!! And then...
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Hmmmm, what could Erik want with Blake... But Alex let that thought pass out of mind; she figured she'd just hang in her room until either Blake returned or she fell asleep.
"No problem," Alex smiled at Blake, "I'll probably still be here when you return, so feel free to knock. Though be careful when you're out there, I don't want you to get attacked by another wolf...because I won't be there to save you." She playfully stuck her tongue out at this last part. -
Alex was in the bathroom pulling on a black T-shirt when she heard the knock on the door. Her hair was still wet from the shower she just finished to get the grim off from the Pizza Port incident, so she quickly brushed it back so water wouldn't drip down her face.
"I'm coming!" She called at the door and in a few moments she was looking through the peephole. She smiled when she saw it was Blake and promptly opened the door, "Heya there. What's up?" -
Look above my previous post; I'm going to grab the rack of torture devices.
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My neighbor, and I had this chance to act like a hero I always wanted to be, and then...
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What does that feel like?
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Why don't you try and find out? -
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Really, now, you should be posting more things like that
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Does Kheldarn turn you on?