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Gender: Male
Location: The Other Side of Paradise
Rank: Medium-in-training
Joined: Sat Dec 19, 2015 6:43 pm
Posts: 387
The group continues to talk amongst themselves well into the night, quite exhausted but at last able to speak freely with those who understand them.
Outside the holding cell, a whispering wind blows through the countryside. Creatures flit about the gnarled branches of the forest, growing restless as the morning approaches.
In the distance, one can almost hear the jolly laughter of a horde of clowns fade into the wind and watch the red taillights of a motorcycle blaze brightly through the darkness.
REAL FINAL END