

The Beginginginging of SSIt was a night just like this when she walked into my Rest N' Rant. She wore trouble the same way most people wear pants, tailored to look ripped and costing $80. She glided across the floor, seeing as it had been waxed only moments ago and sat down on the stool right in front of me. The creak as she swiveled herself into a stool that needed oil or maybe even WD-40 was a slow and eerie sound as her eyes met mine. She then processed to fix that dangerous gaze upon my chef hat which at the time was on fire. "Is it hot in here or is it your hat?" she asked me, the wry smile and wink she sent me wThe Beginginginging of SS


Track 7The First thing to hit him was the pain. His head felt like it had been in a vice for the last 12 hours. His vision was blurry, but it meant he was not blind so he counted that as a plus. Thinking about what had happened made the pain seer through him, so he decided to clear his eyesight and see where he was. It was in that moment he realized he had no idea who he was. It seemed simple enough, a blow to the head and now he was an amnesia patient. To him it seemed sort of lame, but not the worst fate in the world. When he understood that he was still horizontal on theTrack 7


To the Brink of ChaosThe palace grounds were thick with mud as the rain continued to pour from the sky relentlessly. A lone captain stood silently in the middle of the courtyard, staring out into the tops of the forest nearby. The sound of the serine blaring was drowned out with his own thoughts, ones that would make a rookies stomach turn. He was hoping it would not come to this, but deep down inside he knew today would be the day after all, its been exactly three years since the first attack. Thunder sounded out and the sound of hundreds upon hundreds of boots tromping through thickening mud and rainTo the Brink of Chaos
me
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"To Each His Own."
~Unit 957
"All cruisers fire at will. Burn their mongrel hides!"
~Rtas 'Vadum
"Troopers, we are green, and very, very mean!"
~Gunnery Sgt. Buck
XBL:
Arashi 957
Halo 3
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"To Each His Own."
~Unit 957
"All cruisers fire at will. Burn their mongrel hides!"
~Rtas 'Vadum
"Troopers, we are green, and very, very mean!"
~Gunnery Sgt. Buck
XBL:
Arashi 957
Halo 3
Here's the journal I was telling you about
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...when penguins fly.
I'm pretty sure I never said anything rude to him about the 50last and I'm pretty sure I never did anything wrong, think you could ask for me?
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You just lost THE GAME!
I take my grammar very seriously, don\'t forget it.
I dare to be stupid!
I finally broke down and got a couple of eggs. Click on them? [link]
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You just lost THE GAME!
I take my grammar very seriously, don\'t forget it.
I dare to be stupid!
I finally broke down and got a couple of eggs. Click on them? [link]
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