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Mailbox
Mailbox for Banky Edwards. -
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Presumably, our pups have lives that happen when we aren't playing them, as none of us can play 24/7. Some of the things that happen are tedious and everyday, and not worth thinking much on: It's fair to assume they eat, bathe, go to "work" or school as it applies, etc. But there might be things that happen between pups that, while not necessarily ( Read more... ) -
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A few days had passed since Banky had encountered that JACKASS JOEY in the playground. Ever since then, Banky had been positively STEWING ( Read more... ) -
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Very much accustomed to sleeping alone, it did not take Simon long to recognize that something about his current situation was REALLY FUCKING OFF. The thought shouted itself through his brain as he realized there was ANOTHER BODY in the bed with him. A WARM body with a really cold nose. Some part of Simon's brain suspected a small circulation ( Read more... ) -
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[Dated 5/5. From here.]
"A con?" Mamet echoes. Banky being involved with a con job is his first thought, but he doesn't know why the fuck he would be.
"Hey, I won't deny it," he says with a short laugh, walking toward the dorms with Banky."A comic con. A convention," Banky explained, not entirely sure he and Mamet were on the same page. "Part ( Read more... ) -
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[Dated to March 15, happens after this threadMamet hadn't bothered to answer Banky's demands of "Where the fuck are we going to do this anyway?". Instead, he'd just kept WALKING, so Banky had no choice but to follow him. They cut through the men's dorms, Starbuck and Poe at their heels ( Read more... ) -
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Banky didn't know what the fuck was wrong with him. The island had turned into something straight out of fucking Indiana Jones overnight a few days ago. He should be wanting to EXPLORE and HAVE ADVENTURES and shit. Only Banky wasn't wanting to do any of that shit ( Read more... )
