" Did anyone see me at the Muscles Contest? I must say, some of those guys were well built."
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" Did anyone see me at the Muscles Contest? I must say, some of those guys were well built."
Um Open I think lol
Yukiko sat on the bench staring blankly at thew sky. "I wish every one wasn't so busy," She mumbled to her self.
M!A: a ‘Quick-Fix’ for two weeks. You have the ability to heal and regrow limbs, its difficult to get drunk, you can’t sleep easily and you hardly need to eat, if not, at all. Good luck.
A sudden sickly feeling brewed in the man's stomach, and he was certain it wasn't just the alcohol from the night before talking. Staggering up from his desk, Heinz leaned on the nearest wall and, rather ungracefully, emptied the contents of his stomach against it.
Shit, he thought, eventually controlling himself as he stood up straight again. He felt... awake, as if sleep was no longer a necessity. An almost animosity overcame him, an urge to... test something, try something out. As if possessed by something, he lunged for the nearest scalpel in the medbay. Shakily he rolled up a sleeve and made a deep, painful incision in his right arm like he had done many times before in self experimentation, slashing the blade across the limb.
He wasn't expecting the wound to heal up almost instantly.
Eyes widening in fascination, he wiped some of the blood up with his sleeve. Heinz's heart raced as he looked around the room, sinking against the wall; perhaps now he would understand how Matthäus lived his life.