Jun 17, 2006 01:59
The air grows deathy still. The room gets very cold and dim. Floorboards creak ominously where no one walks. The beat of a disembodied heart seems to emanate from various points in the room, moving about. Suddenly every door in the nexus slams at once and you hear a pleading voice ask. "Why?"
((Mun has gone to bed))
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That is really not funny. Not to mention, I don't think killing someone would exactly improve their eyesight.
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*his hackles raise a little at the voice behind him and he turns around to see what made it*
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You're talking out of your invisible ass. You don't know anything about it.
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Like I said, you know fuck all about it.
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I'm sure you're not as young as you were when you went to the other side. You've probably heard worse by now.
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