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8/3/2015 9:47:06 PM
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*several spikes of dark matter pin you to the wall as I take the pillow away*
You could have just said so
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*i smile* "what can I say? I like to do throng a bit differently. Can I come down now?"
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*the spikes retract* Doing things differently can get you killed
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"Yeah, but worth it!"
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 8/4/2015 12:09:15 AM*pats you on the back and quickly leaves the room inspecting a familiar bottle* So this is what he drank...interesting
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[b]I pull out a pistol[/b] "I'm a drunk man with a gun" [b]then I shoot my self and die[/b]
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"wow. I'll get the Lazarus squad." *i pull out a phone. "Hello? Yeah we need a revive. A bullet through the head. Yeah, I can pay that."
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[b]I gasp[/b] "woah dude that stuff is strong"
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"Yeah. It's customary for everyone on my planet to drink this. We are extremely tolerant to drugs."
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"Wow I had some wierd hallucinations"
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"You've been out for about 2 days."
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"You've been out for about 2 days."
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"No I know exactly how long I've been out and I forgot to tell you I can't die"
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"No. You told me you can't die."
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"I did?"
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"I don't remember that"
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"Just so you know I can't die"
