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Your Text: Insert Slimies » Insert UBB Code » Close Last Tag \| All Tags UBB Help	~[i]like a gazelle, he leaps onto the scene. coughing mildly from a mixture of cigarettes and dank air, he looks around to survey his surroundings.[/i]~ "odd," he says, as he almost trips over a very large, very drool-happy inmate without a patch of hair on his head, surplanted by pieces of metal. "i don't think we're in kansas anymore." which was good. he had very, very bad memories of kansas. it involved a teacher...and some ky. shrugging that feeling off, he went deeper into the morbid scene that had unfolded mere hours (or perhaps days) before his return this instant. the carnage was beyond what he was accustomed to, being nothing more than a big-city designer locked away for unfair reasons. the baby was already dead...and he will always stick to that story. passed out in the far corner he saw what looked to be an important person. his hair was tossled into a unique facsimile of the planet earth, complete with continents and oceans--a film was coating the sphere. a film that, at first our intrepid explorer didn't want to touch, but soon couldn't resist. he touched...the ozone. [This message has been edited by twItch^ (edited 03-05-2001).] Loading...
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