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The First DenI walk past the house several times over the course of a couple weeks. Often enough to be “some guy” not often enough to be “that guy.” Exactly as I want it.The First Den
The mooks standing at the door never really pay attention to anything other than cops or the addicts that come to get their fix. Just two more cogs in the life crushing machine of organized crime. Just two more people that don't deserve to live.
I want them to know what's coming. Not the mooks, the bosses. These guys at the door will be dead before they know that “some guy” has a gun in each hand. The news will spread though. The me
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Death's New LifeLife Equals DeathDeath's New Life
“What exactly is it you want of me?” I asked.
“Do you not trust me, my son?”
“It's not that, I simply do not understand.”
“Which is exactly the point of this exercise. You are to learn about what you do.”
I was perplexed by this. I had been doing my job forever, surely I knew all there was to know about it.
“You do know much about it.” He said. My thoughts may as well have been words for the privacy they gave me. “But you do not understand what it is you do.”
I said nothing. I
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New PiecesNew Day, Old GameNew Pieces
A heinous racket filled the air, waking me. I scratched my head and sat up. As the fog of sleep wore off the noise became less heinous. My mind began filtering the sounds. Jack had picked La Primavera by Vivaldi, Hound Dog by Elvis, and Lithium by Nirvana. I listened to the songs intermingling and independent while the rest of the dream mist left me.
I opened my eyes and took in my room. Paintings adorned my walls, masterworks by painters from the renaissance bought at great cost and preserved at a cost just as great. Tis but a trifle I thought and swung my feet out from under my silk sheets.
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Avenging RoanokeKnights TemplarAvenging Roanoke
“What do you have for me today, brother Richard?” I asked.
“Nothing new today, Cornelius.” he said. “Have you been briefed on your mission for the coming weeks?”
“That I have.” I replied.
“Alright, let's begin.” Brother Richard said opening the door to the armoury.
Not many things could get through that door, it was made of two very magic resistant metals and was heavily inlaid with masonic symbols to bolster its already prodigious fortitude. It had served this chapter headquarters well during a siege from a clan
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- Current Residence: Canada
- Interests: RPGs, Steampunk, sci-fi, Comics, Books
- Favourite band or musician: Muse
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Garth Ennis
- Operating System: Vista
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano V2
- Shell of choice: The kind with a Ghost inside (old joke is old)
- Wallpaper of choice: Captain America
- Skin of choice: Human
- Favourite game: d20 Modern
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox
- Favourite cartoon character: Batman in the DCAU
- Personal Quote: Everyone is Normal until You get To know Them.
- Tools of the Trade: MS Paint, Pencil, my dreams
- Website: http://4thcity.wikispaces.com/
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