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[Gogo hasn't done much the in past while. The cockatrice nonsense held no interest to her, since no matter what way she thought about it, they were still chickens. Chickens that could turn people into stone, but chickens nonetheless. Boring opponents. So, she mostly kept to herself ( Read more... )

[The last thing Gogo remembers is the stabbing pain of nails penetrating her foot, and then the sight of the Bride swinging that broken table leg towards the side of her head ( Read more... )

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