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Who: Havoc, Sam
What: something wicked this way comes
When: March 15th, 2009
Where: Neon City
Somehow, even though his leg was feeling better, Havoc felt more pathetic than usual. He had found out what this "virus" thing was all about, and yet, even with women practically throwing themselves at people, he still couldn't date.
So he sat at the bar of this restaurant, staring at the event being played on this "television" device.
"What did you say this game's name was?" Havoc said, mopingly.
"Windball," said the bartender, an Ogremon in a suit.
"... Huh," Havoc replied, just as his head hit the counter.
What: something wicked this way comes
When: March 15th, 2009
Where: Neon City
Somehow, even though his leg was feeling better, Havoc felt more pathetic than usual. He had found out what this "virus" thing was all about, and yet, even with women practically throwing themselves at people, he still couldn't date.
So he sat at the bar of this restaurant, staring at the event being played on this "television" device.
"What did you say this game's name was?" Havoc said, mopingly.
"Windball," said the bartender, an Ogremon in a suit.
"... Huh," Havoc replied, just as his head hit the counter.