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[bitofanarse]

So...you're determined to find me a game. Cause the last one worked soooooo well.

*He scowls*

This sucks. Please. Leave me alone. I don't want to go to strange places. No one likes me. The amount of 'anon hate' you've gotten about me should tell you that.

Just let it go.

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[shinra_dog]

You've left Glaxcin, then? *looks almost disappointed*

[bitofanarse]

Subbed out for Fenris apparently... *he pulls a face*

[shinra_dog]

That sucks, yo. I know my mun was really lookin' forward t' ya bein' around.

Not fer, like, the torture an' all that crap. I think. I dunno, she put me there after all... Whatever. She said somethin' about a "foil," whatever that means.

[bitofanarse]

*He shrugs slightly* Sorry man...apparently another mun wanted Fenris there....

[shinra_dog]

Yep. Now I gotta get used t' tattoo-boy as well as feather-man. This place is turnin' inta' a real freak show, yo.

Maybe it won't be so bad. Apparently he ain't usin' his shoes, he prob'ly won't miss 'em...

Well, take care a' yerself, I guess. Hope wherever ya end up now is... well, better than prison.

[Do you play the Fenris as well?]

[possessed_mage]

I have a name you know. For some reason people never like to use it.

[shinra_dog]

Oi, speak of th' devil, an' there you are!

A name, right... What was it again?

[bitofanarse]

He's Anders... *Carver rolls his eyes*

ooc: yep I play Fen as well.

[shinra_dog]

ANDERS! Yeah, that's right, Anders!

Funny -- I don't get the big fuss my mun made about you. Not nearly as attractive as I thought you'd be. An' not as tall. *scheming look in his eye, like he knew all along*

[ooc: Yay! :D ]

[ploughed]

A self-aware dh'oine? What are the odds.

[questionablewit]

People pay attention to you, and you sulk. People don't pay attention to you, and you sulk. Little brother, have you thought of trying to make a living through sulking? You really have mastered the art.