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So I was sitting around, thinking, like usual and I wondered... What year is it? It was 2009 when I died so I was just wondering how long I've been dead for....

Fuck you too purgatory. I hated the dust the most.

Zak you still better be here, I need a place to stay... I went to my old place and there was some midget tranny porn studio thing going on.

[Private to Zak]

♥

We're dancing tonight, got that Hal?

And you're my date. No fighing that.

Cooking pork chops isn't that hard actually. They are a little burnt but other than that they are pretty good.

Hey, Hal, how do you make rice?

Ahahahahaha, you fuckers don't got enough fucking brains to not get kidnapped.

Losers.

... I think that I'm going to jump on the carousel today and see how fast that fucker really goes. It's not like I can die if I get flung off.

So the city is full of n00bs?

What the fuck, it's like truth or dare day but without the fucking dare.

Hal; You need to loosen up, seriously. Or get laid, I'm not saying me but you know.... relax a bit.

Zak; You're cute. ♥

Sunny; You got a cute smile and I totally didn't want to say that out loud since I know that you'll kill me.

I'm whole again! It was pretty creepy looking like how I did when I bit the bullet... ahahaha. Okay, bad joke.

So, who's up for a little fun? I'm bored...let's shoot some shit or... drink something.

Oh... Sunny, I think I like you best this way. All shooty and pissy kind of cute.

Now I look dead. If anyone wants to see a bullet ridden corpse, come see me, Matt aka the dude with all the guns.

Now I'm going to try and count all the bullet holes I got... I say 57! I have to say, that bitch Takada's men were nice enough to not shoot my face. Fucking Kira.

[OOC; Matt was shot to death for those who haven't read Death Note, and ( Read more... )