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can’t say what~?
you KNOW what i mean.
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slrynn replied to your post: dosney? what, we can’t say d*sney here?
can’t say what~?
you KNOW what i mean.
slrynn replied to your post: “What happens if you didn’t get a New Years Good...
fuck em up!!!!
“Which ones? The boomers? I mean it can be pretty tactical to just get the advantage before they attack...”
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“Of course you do. The choices may not always be great— actually they might be really shitty, but you’ve still got them..”
He’d normally rather not be in an expensive housing area; he’d get judgmental stares strong enough that sticking around meant someone calling the police. As much in shambles as the rest of the city this time, it was fair game. Who was going to be proud and defensive of a house half-standing?
His feet left the ground just before the community’s outer concrete fence, one making contact before his arms pulled him over. Once he’d landed on the other side, he was out of view behind the several meter-high barrier. He stopped immediately to pause the sound of his footsteps, but it wasn’t clear if it mattered with how loudly the static thing was now pounding on it to reach him.
There was someone else on his side, too. From a glance not an enemy, so all Akira did was hold up a hand, palm forward like a makeshift stop sign, his ear turned back to the fence to listen.
Another crash, followed by a weaker one. Maybe defense was more important than their houses if this barrier was so much sturdier than everything around it. Then the sound fell away to silence, and he started to lower his hand. Speaking already struck him as a bad idea, so he raised it again to shake it dismissively. No problem, now.
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While wandering through Little Tokyo, Haruaki hadn’t expected to see so many... Hobby (anime oriented) stores. Not that he minds, but browsing through the collections of DVDs is a bit frustrating when tries to remember if the apartment he’s been shoved into here even has a DVD player. The computer should at least be able to play them, right? Buying a game is out anyway, since he knows for a fact he doesn’t have a console.
He sighs, absentmindedly going for a random, brightly colored box collection on the shelf only to accidentally brush against the hand of someone else reaching for the same thing.
“...Hm? Oh, sorry. You take it, I’m just looking.”
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The island was weird, sure. But no weirder than the Hotel Valhalla in his opinion. Just as much death and nonsense. All around him, it seemed like he saw remains of a bloody battle, as if Ragnarok had come early while he had been reading. It was like seeing through the Gap though. One minute, he could see the ruins, and then next, nothing. The totally normal island.
With a tired sigh, he started looking around for people to help. There were plenty. He started by heading straight for the giant hole, since it was an obvious land marker.
“Clearly, I’m still on the island.” He muttered to himself. Everyone seemed to be running around like chickens without their heads, as if trapped in their own personal doomsday. And yeah, he could hear the wolves, and it made his knees buckle and threaten to give out under him, but he knew he was destined to die elsewhere.
He spotted someone cowering, and raised his hands slowly so they could see he wasn’t dangerous. Sure the trash can lid could make some mean noise to distract the wolves if needed, but otherwise, he was defenseless. And he didn’t like that. “Hey, can you tell me what you see?”
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"Would you please shut the fuck up already?” He immediately regretted saying those words out loud, but was surprised by the amount of people agreeing with him.
Conner was traveling on a bus, heading nowhere in particular — he just needed to see the city without using his limited flight — when some loud passenger got on. For about an hour, the passenger had been on the phone complaining loudly about how crowded the bus was. Several of the other passengers did their best to ignore him, but couldn’t.
The teen just wanted to enjoy his day relaxing, but instead had to deal with this disrespectful person. If he had his full array of powers, he’d throw the guy off the bus. Actually, he was pretty sure he could still do that.
“Stop the bus, driver!” Conner yelled, getting out of his seat and walking towards the loud passenger. Unfortunately, the driver couldn’t stop. Conner wasn’t surprised. “Even better, I guess.” He said, confronting the dude.
“I’m not going to ask again. Shut up.”
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“ in order to read much more of that novel, one would require the pages to turn. you’ve been staring at that singular page for some time now. is it that complex of a title? it seemed rather drab for my taste. “