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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 6:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:14 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:23 am
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BM followed up behind her, mulling over the plans, he waited for her to gather the things up so they could move on.
"Well come now Yue, we need to get moveing, up to your room now, we have a dead boy to bring back from hell, and I'm shure that he's still single if you want him..."
BM was shakeing, he was going to resurect an evil, psychotic, insane little boy, give him weapons, and let him lose on the world, he loved doing stuff like this.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:28 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:33 am
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BM walked back into the elevator, she was hard working and up for a challenge.
"But you see my dear... normally getting a soul out of hell is easy, the soul is willing and co-oprative... but dear Abaddon dosen't want to get out of hell, becasue he dosen't want to live, so it is more than simply getting his soul back, its convincing the soul that it ants to be back, and THEN getting it back, which is why i need his things... that and we have no vessel, so the soul will have to create one upon entry to this world, which makes everything even harder than normal... which is why I need you... now lets go, up to your room, we need privacy for this."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:42 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:48 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 10:52 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 11:04 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 11:34 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 11:49 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 11:55 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 12:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 12:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 12:12 pm
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Abaddon burst into illumination, wreathed in flame he looked as evil as ever... His cascadeing black hair fell to about his waist, his ripeling abdominal muscles jsut visible underneath his black t-shirt and amunition belts, his cold, peircing eyes betraying nothing more than lust, hatred, and a need for blood. He drew one of his pistols, and leveld the barrel at the face of the girl, while grabbing the mikey of vodka on the desk and opening it.
"Name, Age, Purpose, Directions to the nearest Bar."
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