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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Oct 25, 2009 0:04:56 GMT -5
The msterious man took out another cigarette and lit it up with his lighter.
EDIT: Halo your grammar needs work -.-. I fixed this for ya!
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Post by DawgX on Nov 4, 2009 16:58:55 GMT -5
"Man, work was boring today!" said the man known as Dexter as he walked down the beach towards his one bedroom apartment. Dexter, a large black man also mixed with Hawaiian on his mothers side, countinued to walk down the beach. He walked up on the sidewalk then across the street to a 10 year old apartment building.
Dexter worked at the local supermarket as a cashier. He made just enough to pay rent every month and also sustain himself. Walking up the stairs Dexter went still as images flashed through his mind. The images were filled with him apparently killing some inexplicable creature. He shook his head and wiped his brow of sweat. "Damn.. They're coming more and more frequently now.." said Dexter.
Finally coming into his home, Dexter closed his door behind him and locked it. He pulled off his work shirt and then his wife beater to reveal four rows(8 pack) of abs(yes im gunna make him hot. Anuhea watch out!). Dexter stuffed his keys in his pocket then started towards his kitchen to grab a drink and take some of his anxiety pills.
Dexter turned around to look out his window when something caught his eye on his kitchen table. "Whats this..?" he said as he picked up the smooth black ball that was no more then the size of an apple. He read aloud the green l33t words aloud, "These dumbasses lately have been weak! I need someone of your skills back! If you wanna come back, kill yourself tonight!" Dexter began shivering in his Nikes.
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Post by Жenophilius on Nov 4, 2009 22:20:27 GMT -5
Kelome sighs, rubbing his worn out face. "I'm gettin' too old for this shit." He mumbles as he takes a seat again, rubbing his poor old aching feet.
He can see the building more clearly now, but still he can't find the source of the scream earlier. "Not surprising they can't hear me." He says, cracking his knuckles. "Damn kids nowadays are practically deaf from all the MTV and MP3's." After going through his old man routine, Kelome hops back up and cups his hands over his mouth. "WILL YOU KIDS ANSWER ME!"
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Nov 5, 2009 1:29:44 GMT -5
(THIS IS GONNA BE A MISSION SOON!)
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Nov 8, 2009 18:18:05 GMT -5
The Sniper saw an old Kahuna walking around. he needed to eliminate any unnessesary issues. He pulled back the bolt, undid the safety, took a long drag of his smoke, aimed inbetween the man's eyes. He then squeezed the trigger.
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Post by DawgX on Nov 8, 2009 18:31:41 GMT -5
Dexter, sitting at his table now with his shirt on, looked at the black all on his table. He read the words over and over and over and over and over. He nodded. And the nodded again. Dexter got up and grabbed a knife, he sat down back at his table. He pressed the knife against his wrist. "Shit this is gunna hurt..."
He squeezed his eyes together tight. When he opened them his wrist was gushing out its red contents. Dexter sat as still as he could, absorbing the pain as best he could. He laid his head down on his table which was covered in blood by now. His vision started to blur. "Dying sucks....."
And then he was dead.
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Post by Жenophilius on Nov 8, 2009 19:59:11 GMT -5
Kelome stopped, blinking his eyes. Why did it suddenly feel like his brain was breathing. He reached a hand up and his fingers traced over the hole from which the bullet had caused.
He pulled his hand back, looking at the crimson liquid that stained his fingers. "Fuck." He said, falling onto his back, dead.
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Post by Craz on Nov 11, 2009 20:11:44 GMT -5
Once Zeke felt that feeling about to head back to the room. He walked over and grabbed his weapon bag."Looks like I'm going back...." he said staring outside the window looking into the sky. He had a feeling inside him, telling him not to die.
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