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Post by DRAKE LIONHEART on Feb 16, 2012 16:33:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px white solid; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid white; border-bottom: 6px solid white;]
"Man, that was a rough night" He recalled, the night before was hectic. He was out enjoying a hard-earned drink after a looooooong training session, until some beautiful girl came up to him. Sounds like a good night, right? Wrong, after following her home a bunch of guys came out of nowhere and jumped him. Seeing as he was fucked up drunk, and didn't have his sword on him he got layed out. That bitch tricked him, and he woke up with nothing in his wallet, and all he had on him were his boxer briefs. But regardless, karma caught up with him for stealing and starting trouble.
For now, the man was just walking around the outskirts of Ohara Island, looking at the beach. His headache had managed to stop, and he was feeling quite hungry. In a couple minutes he'd most likely go get something to eat, for now he was just relaxing.
[/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag words notes [/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & ote[/style] |
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