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Aug 25, 2009 16:37

The last of the thugs had stood in front of the limp forms of his fellow mercenaries. He slowly advanced on the one eyed man who still had his finger on the matte colored smoking Desert Eagle. Bill, the man wearing the eye patch, pulled the trigger again and the thug flinched as he heard a soft click issue from the gun. A smile spread over the ( Read more... )

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labyrinthine_ August 26 2009, 02:53:22 UTC
mmm...dessert eagles...

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norsebiker43 August 26 2009, 03:11:00 UTC
Heh; deagles!
:)
Axes are good (so says the Nordic one), but having a spare magazine is MUCH better.
;)

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