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It was so real. We were in Los Angeles for some stupid gaming expo. I thought girls weren't even supposed to go to those things. There shouldn't have been that many trying to steal his underwear or rip the shirt right off him ( Read more... ) -
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I don't know what he was serving, Avari, but I'm pretty sure I've puked out everything I ever ate. I don't remember leaving either. That was either really good or really bad alcohol. I can't even eat chocolate.
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Matt? You do know that most of this electronic crap you've strung around our loft is going to work when the world changes back, right? It's going to be more useless trash. Maybe if you're lucky, Avari will be able to use it in something. Just how much are you planning on attempting to take with us ( Read more... ) -
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It's probably not healthy to be jealous of electronic shops, is it? By the way, waking up with a PSP pressing in a tender area is not a fucking good thing. How about that not happen again, Matt ( Read more... ) -
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((The screen flickers on, showing a blond haired kid eyeing it curiously.))
This doesn't play any games. What a jip!
((The communicator gets dropped as the kid starts pawing through some things. A chocolate bar is seized with a 'Cool!' and the paper stripped off. Gnawing on it, he pushes aside somemore stuff, coming up with a gun. Inspecting ( Read more... ) -
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This can't end well. I don't know what the fuck you all are up to, but leave me and Matt out of it. We like our bed, like our loft, and I like having easy access to booze. I'm not moving my chocolate stash again, and too many people would like to steal Matt's cigarettes. First person to spray me with holy water or whatever it is you demons use ( Read more... ) -
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I'm going on a Matt-hunt. I figure his cigarette-clogged lungs could use the exercise, and Avari is going to be pissed if we don't both show up for dinner. This way I win both ways. Just need to grab my handcuffs out of my desk at work ( Read more... ) -
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Lucifer, you may bite me.
City, thank you for confirming that I am the better looking in leather one. Not only did I beat that psychotic guy claiming to be an angel, but it was a resounding defeat by more than a two to one margin. Thank you, thank you.
Who the hell puts a rubber bar of chocolate in an Easter egg? -
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Why is it always my pillow? Why must the innocent suffer so? My chocolate supply seems a lot lighter too. Why is it when Matt gets little he likes chocolate and then to throw it up? Defeats the whole damn purpose ( Read more... ) -
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Schuldig, I don't know what the fuck you were thinking of sliding in there at the end of yours and Axel's broadcast that I was the Crimson King. I'm pretty fucking sure that I'd know if I was. Keep that shit up, and Matt isn't going to want to get into bed with me. I like it when Matt's end bed with me. If I don't get any, I will make sure ( Read more... )