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1/3/2016 1:34:23 AM
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[i]JT sits in the Avalon's bar, whiskey in hand, bored off his ass[/i]
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[spoiler]lmao, go read RoB posts for an hour, you'll learn what OP really is [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]where are these things[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Search RoB, you'll come across Rivers of Blood: a warhammer 40K RP. You'll see it[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]that cringe gave me stage 9/11 cancer[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]lmao, it'd be funny though, considering it's a grown ass msn doing that[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ugh[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]seriously though, a bunch of grown ass men took the time to do [i]that[/i][/spoiler]
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[spoiler]my faith in humanity can't get any lower, it just can't *reads some racist tranny bs* *faith in humanity: -787167172882938383838283577482991828373829918273738291019188282838484744728819191827474748887656776554567788899*[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Reads cringey ass fan fictions Faith: -99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]same[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]alright[/spoiler]
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Edited by The WORLD1897: 1/3/2016 3:26:13 AM[b]Jason walks in, carrying a bloodied cleaver, a sad look on his face.[/b] "Damn bandits." [b]He muttered, shaking his head, before sitting down at the bar.[/b]
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"Hey bro"
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"Heyo." [b]He sipped at his aged Scotch.[/b]
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"What's up?"
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"Damn bandits tried jacking my ship. They weren't in a negotiable mind set, so I had to kill them. Self defense." [b]He placed his bloodied cleaver on the table.[/b]
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"Aye"
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[b]He put it inside of his coat, and went back to drinking.[/b] "Any leads? On the murder?"
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"Not a damn clue, you?"
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"It's the same for me. I was thinking maybe... Cthulhu.. But why him..? Doesn't make a lick of sense. None of it.."
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"It ain't Cthulhu, him and his wife are in hell, chilling"
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"Ah. I got no leads. This murder case is going nowhere real fast."
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"Great, depression and an unsolved murder case, fūck me..."
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"I swing for no team, mate." [b]He said, sipping his scotch, chuckling.[/b]
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"Well, not my fault you're lucky. So far I've been fūck buddy zoned, turned down, and one of the 3 straight people on this damn ship went lesbian, God fūcking damnit. Doesn't help the last two are in relationships either..."
