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"Well. You look like a happy fellow." Bond scanned the other, a crack-head with a gun. Always lovely to see.
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askmetodefineinsanity started following you
"Well. You look like a happy fellow." Bond scanned the other, a crack-head with a gun. Always lovely to see.
Michigan ;-;
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"Let us get one thing straight. Just one thing. This is my fucking island. Everything I own is on this island. And that includes you. Now what the fuck do you people want?!"
[HIYA FRIENDS!]
Hands tied behind his back, Ryder was pushed into a large room by two muscular pirates. “Dude! Seriously!” he called back to them as they exited the room leaving him on his own. Ryder clicked his tongue in annoyance and scouted the room, to his suprise, he quickly spotted Vaas, hiding in the shadows. “Jesus man, what’s you’re problem? What’s with the kidnapping all of a sudden?”
Staring, Vaasa's head tilts, hair moving onto her shoulder as she arches a brow. "Who the fuck is that?"