

Flying FreeIt's a Monday morning. The sun is shining through the clear glass window, and where it falls it casts strange shadows on people's faces. In the rays dance streams of dust, twirling and spinning through the air. In the corner of the room sits a tall, severe looking man, eyes hidden by thick glasses and a laptop resting on his lap, fingers poised, ready to write. Next to him sits a middle-aged woman, but all she does is stare at the front of the room, as though willing something to happen.Flying Free
Many people begin to file into the room, all of them wearing matching expressions and stern appearances. One or two talk, but the rest are sile
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Triggy J, real name, no gimmicks!
A plague . . . on both your houses . . . they have made worm's meat of me! A PLAGUE ON BOTH YOUR HOUSES!
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Triggy J, real name, no gimmicks!
A plague . . . on both your houses . . . they have made worm's meat of me! A PLAGUE ON BOTH YOUR HOUSES!
i check up often but...what!?
well you just gained a watcher
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Stop saying words.
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homophobia is gay<3
its like Link+evil-creepy-stalker=evil-creepy-rapist link
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