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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 9:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:44 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 12:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 12:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:04 pm
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Immortal Ghost Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:38 pm
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Immortal Ghost Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:39 pm
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Mat gave a snort"He ain't gonna remember you none, he ain't got no memory, so you consider him a friend yes, in the past he was a friend, now he's just kinda there, didn't even know his name till Phoenix wrote down his name, poor sap." Well he did feel rather bad for Adam, that would suck, no know anything about yourself, or past, or anything, gesh, "Oh he doesn't know anything about immortals either." Important fact to bring up, always.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 1:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 6:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 8:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:19 pm
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Adam stood amid the blowing hot sands of a desolate world, his short spikey hair stiff with sand and sweat, the Seacouver sweatshirt sticking to his scorched body. He put his arm up to shield his eyes from the stinging grit, his face feeling like it had been scoured with sandpaper, and continued stumbling along.
Where am I? It's... almost familiar. There was a horse... wasn't there? The wind stopped as suddenly as it began, and Adam shuffled to a stand-still, dropping his arm to look around. The arid landscape was silent, an anticipation like the world was holding its breath raised all the hair on his body. Someone is coming...
Horses screamed, shrill and angry, and Adam whipped around to see three men on horseback behind him, watching him with an amused menace. How did they get here? I didn't hear anything!
The man on the shaggy black pinto was the one he had seen in the mirror, and his thin lips parted in a grin of good fellowship. The grin of the cat letting the trapped mouse know there will be a game before lunch.
Another man, lean and hungry-looking with a dirty blond mohawk, sat on a spirited palomino, sizing Adam up as he tested the edge of his knife. His teeth were sharp and somewhat filed.
The third man was heavy-set, with sparce red-gold hair, tiny eyes, and a cheerful grin, and he straddled a big boned red drafter, muscular and hairy-footed with hooves like dinner plates. He held a huge axe in one hand and the reins to a blue roan stallion in the other.
All the men wore facial tattoos, cobbled-together armour, and were heavily armed. Adam backed away a few steps and the men began to laugh. "What do you want?!" he yelled at them, beginning to panic,
The leader on the black pinto, the man he had seen before, smiled indulgently. "Why, you, of course, brother. But you knew that already, didn't you?" His pale eyes flashed red.
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