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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  F R E A K S H O W
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    Here lies Modicum Mortem. 

    Loved by none, hated by many. 

    To @[Astarael]: Rule to the greatest degree, my demon queen. Do not disappoint me.

    To everyone else: it was fun, fuckers. See you in hell.
     

    |Proceed with Caution|


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    Messages In This Thread
    F R E A K S H O W - by Modicum Mortem - 07-19-2018, 06:57 PM
    RE: F R E A K S H O W - by Klaudius - 07-19-2018, 09:49 PM
    RE: F R E A K S H O W - by Astarael - 07-20-2018, 08:06 AM
    RE: F R E A K S H O W - by Jackel - 07-22-2018, 09:44 PM



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