pacxfist
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belated welcome and thanks for following.
yo
names shizuo and youre welcome for whtver that was
*whatever
you came to my blog, didnt you?
yeah kinda
i mean seeying what you reblog is my liking
yeah
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pacxfist
eradicari
belated welcome and thanks for following.
yo
names shizuo and youre welcome for whtver that was
*whatever
you came to my blog, didnt you?
yeah kinda
i mean seeying what you reblog is my liking
yeah
thats the only day that i can sleep in without people bothering me then tom comes out of NOWHERE and drags me around great
His name was Izaya.
i didn't missed getting online been busy running around the flea since he came from ikebukuro to MY PART OF CITY fucking pissed off as hell but yeah uh i suppose that im back thanks to tom
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"Alright, give me your best then." BH retrieved the wallet. "But please, not to strong, last time I woke up in Kongo. It was weird…"
''Sure,'' he mumbled, pouring something in the shaker and starting to mix it with ice. He grinned wide at his comment. ''-- Sounds like you have plenty of adventures?''
pacxfist
eradicari
belated welcome and thanks for following.
yo
names shizuo and youre welcome for whtver that was
*whatever
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please like this post if i owe. moving over to bed c:
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"Sure, why not." He smiled, finishing his cigarette and throwing the butt into the bin. "Any recommendations?"
''Mixed,'' he nodded at Michael, opening the door to the bar again. Immediately, the men behind the counter scurried over to make him space-- they did right, because the blonde jumped behind the counter without wasting a second, taking a shaker in his hand.
''... That's what I always do, at least.''
makes the rules page small and short so everyone can read it ---
i kinda like how tom logic works
he always tell me if i wanna come with him and he knows that i cant say no or reply with 'what about you go and i stay home'
smooth man
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"No, not really." BH shrugged. "I need to get it repaired or recalibrated, as it doesn’t bend properly… Something’s jammed."
Well, it did hurt. Did hurt a lot in the past, but young Blackfeather decided to shoo away the nasty memories.
Shizuo squinted for a moment, before he shook his head and stood up again, squishing the cigarette between his fingers. He had enough to smoke.
''Hope a drink can send away the pain?'' He suggested, pointing at the bar behind them with his thumb.
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What’s wrong with violence?
well its wrong to start with
punching people is kind of a bad thing to do and earns you a consequentially bad opinion from others
but to be honest thats exactly what i do, not my fault
+ 4
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Hello, etc, etc, would you be overly offended if I asked you about murder as a conversation starter?
now i HATE violence but thats a good conversation starter, most creative
yeah i diont think ive never murdered anyone until now
injured pretty badly but no killings
sir shizuo you need to stop being attractive for a second
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BH lit up his own cigarette and leaned against the wall. When he got asked whether it’s really him, he nodded.
"Ya, that would be me." Michael spoke, intensely blue eyes shifting on the other man. "As for the cane…"
He used it to lift the sleeve of his trousers, shoving the prosthetic leg.
''Hmm,'' he replied with a grunt, inhaling some smoke before puffing it right out, knowing that he spotted the right person. Nodding, he poked the sunglasses on the shirt he was wearing, and then slipping them into his gilet's pocket. Much better. Safer.
He frowned once Michael lifted up his pants to reveal-- oh. Shizuo blinked and leaned over to check it better, crouching down to him. ''Shit,'' he commented. ''Does that hurt?''