by Kentucky Fried Land » Thu Feb 23, 2017 10:12 pm
by Main Nation Ministry » Thu Feb 23, 2017 11:05 pm
by Anowa » Fri Feb 24, 2017 12:08 am
Wear this and anything else concealing on any outings you have. Tattoos, pink hair, and the scars you have are identifiers, gloves too, and for fuck sake don't wear fingerless. Discretion is key for us.
Good luck, "Orzel"
-PS, bring something to hurt people with.
by Altito Asmoro » Fri Feb 24, 2017 9:05 am
“Hey, this is Susan from Susan’s, uh, Gardening Service, if you could just hang outside of your home we’ll be there to drop off your flowers! Thanks.”
i]Wear this and anything else concealing on any outings you have.
-PS, bring something to hurt people with.[/i]
by Ubaria » Fri Feb 24, 2017 11:22 am
by The Valyria Empire » Fri Feb 24, 2017 1:51 pm
"Sounds like you've got it all planned out."
"I try not to think about it too much... Things never turn out the way you expect them to."
by Shark isle » Fri Feb 24, 2017 2:21 pm
by Vacif » Fri Feb 24, 2017 4:07 pm
“Time is a cycle. It cannot be broken; but it can be altered. But the thing about cycles, is, you always end up in the same place.”
Put on the mask, and wear something nice. Be classy, and don't show skin. Wear gloves, don't leave a signature. Don't disappoint. Failure has dire consequences.
We'll be in touch.
-PS, Bring something for the party, crowd can get...rowdy
by Transoxthraxia » Fri Feb 24, 2017 7:00 pm
“Hey, this is Craig from the boat shop. We’ll have somebody by to pick you up and take you to work soon enough. Thank you for the wait!”
The Nuclear Fist wrote:Transoxthraxia confirmed for shit taste
by Kentucky Fried Land » Sat Feb 25, 2017 8:33 am
by Shark isle » Sat Feb 25, 2017 8:59 am
by Transoxthraxia » Sat Feb 25, 2017 10:41 am
The Nuclear Fist wrote:Transoxthraxia confirmed for shit taste
by Main Nation Ministry » Sat Feb 25, 2017 12:29 pm
by Ubaria » Sat Feb 25, 2017 4:45 pm
by Main Nation Ministry » Sat Feb 25, 2017 5:04 pm
by Vacif » Sun Feb 26, 2017 12:19 am
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:April 2nd, 1992, 11:04 PM
The brown Lincoln Town Car came cruising down the street, the engine sputtering along before coming to a stop, right in front of Nathan. It paused there for a moment, the engine still wheezing and coughing its lungs out from its throat. It waited there for seconds, and after those few seconds had left the universe the person inside rolled down the window.
Out leaned a girl, a pretty girl too, with curly brown hair and sunglasses. She was smacking her lips with either dip or bubblegum one; these suspicions were confirmed as she blew a bright pink bubble in Nathan’s direction. It popped, and she tongued the gum residue from her cheeks back into her mouth. “How’s it hangin’?” She asked, a cocky grin appearing on her face inbetween the smack of gun. “Hop in, and let’s blow this joint. You can toss your stuff in the trunk, or hold on to it. Whichever.”
by Altito Asmoro » Sun Feb 26, 2017 4:25 am
Kentucky Fried Land wrote:
April 2nd, 1992, 11:05 PM
As Suzuki waited for the Lincoln to drive her away, a man approached her in the darkness. “Suzuki? Suzuki, hey, what are you doing out here?” His thin brown hair barely clung to his balding head, and thin circular glasses prevented his nearsightedness from getting too out of hand. He was hugging the night robe around him tightly, looking at Suzuki. “Just needed some fresh air? Same here.” He turned and faced the street with her, feet moving in his slippers. He was the landlord, as much of a landlord as the owner of a motel could be. It just so happened that his motel had been a haven for drunks and dregs and the homeless of society, but ever since his wife had been hospital ridden with breast cancer, he had been less lenient.
“Suzuki, I came out here to talk to you. You’re late on your pay, again… your rent…” He said rent with such vigor that it might be perceived as anger flooding through the typically calm man’s voice.
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