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Tomorrow
He's back. Now than ever I see more close a new project with Namor and Talokan!
First place, isn't worth it when you see its all two faced. Trying to fit into a world with no new space. Commit third degree murder “what for?” tryin play me like a Hollywood Whore....
((Bash’s back view))
now that uri changseobi is back, im,,, just,,literally,,,fucking,,,happy,,,that,,,i,,,wanna,,,cry
MINECRAFT IS BACK (LET'S DO THIS)
I’m like 5 months late, but
HE’S BACK!
Blow The Man Down
Retson whistled himself a merry shanty tune as he lowered the lifeboat down into the calm, clear water. Laden down as it was with a chest of gold and gems, it wasn’t terribly hard to do, and, given the clear skies and cooperative seas, he had plenty of time.
He wasn’t keen on lollygagging, keeping in mind how the ship full of dead pirates he was leaving behind would quickly start to bloat and rot in the tropical sun.
So, the instant his lifeboat hit water, he cut himself off and began rowing, lazily, away towards the distant shore. He had, of course, the sense to check over his shoulder in case anyone had happened to fritter themselves away in a barrel or chest mid-rampage.
And as it turned out, someone, one of the ship’s Sylvari crewmen, had done just that.
Retson reached into his coat and pulled out a thin, blinking cylinder, wiggling it as the Sylvari brought up his sniper rifle.
Before the plant could fire, Retson’s thumb fell upon the little blue light, and the ship was torn asunder with an almighty roar and a cataclysmic burst of flame and smoke and wood. The pirate sniper was consumed by the explosion, and fell, screaming, burning, headfirst into the water.
Not missing a single note, Retson kept on whistling his way to land.