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Post by Talent on Jun 22, 2006 14:56:22 GMT -5
'e stood still as 'e felt t'e gun in 'is gut { 'he aint into drugs, thats why 'he left m'} vocals replied quietly
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Post by crazyalli on Jun 22, 2006 14:56:51 GMT -5
"Fine!" She looke at the person with a BIG scowl. "Just wanted to help...somehow!"
(Do you really hate me?)
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Post by Dierdre on Jun 22, 2006 14:57:23 GMT -5
REvolver was pointed to the ground near the whelp's shoe. Didget pulled the trigger, the bullet just barely missing the girl's shoe. "I said LEAVE!" She thundered, emotions seething.
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Post by Talent on Jun 22, 2006 15:04:36 GMT -5
[oi i hate dumb posters]
'e looked at them rolling 'is voids
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Post by Dierdre on Jun 22, 2006 15:21:00 GMT -5
"Idiots, the lot of them." She spoke. "And i'm guessing you still care for her. ANd thats why your quiting." pate nodded as if answering her own question. Palm shifted; the gun now in her jacket.
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Post by crazyalli on Jun 22, 2006 15:21:31 GMT -5
(Are voids your eyes?)
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Post by crazyalli on Jun 22, 2006 15:22:07 GMT -5
(oh i knew that!)
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Post by crazyalli on Jun 22, 2006 15:22:29 GMT -5
(lol,Sorry!)
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Post by Dierdre on Jun 22, 2006 15:35:08 GMT -5
She perched upon an old barrel, gaze remained upon the leader silently. Didgets traced the tatoo that made itself home upon her neck. Opticals narrowed slightly at the thought of the other arrogent gangs. The Cobra's were best and would remain the best; or so she believed.
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Post by crazyalli on Jun 22, 2006 15:53:51 GMT -5
As she walked back to the door with her head still popped in she watched all the action going on without anyone knowing.
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