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Nov 22, 2010 21:39

[He needed a project. Soething to keep his mind off the fact that they were liing on a whale and everything had ceased making sense. Zelores had it's flaws, but at least it had been a perfectly reasonable location for people to live.

And some of it's inhabitants tended to have some things of worth he could take when he was bored.

So, here he is. One armed, one eyed, holding a hammer in his good arm and some nails in his mouth, looking down at the boards that would soon be a proper hideout.]

aerofoils, red motherfucking wolves

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