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My life is a rock opera composed by drunk people. On the plus side, the drunker they got, the more the cab driver looked like Elton John.
"Sing 'Tiny Dancer'," Henry kept saying, and the cab driver kept saying he'd do it at a red light. We must have gotten out before we hit another red light, because neither one of us remembers him singing anything.
So we got out and started walking back to the apartment when Henry's old landlady recognizes us and offers him a tissue for his nosebleed. Henry smiled and kissed both of her cheeks. I hid my face behind a newspaper so she wouldn't see my black eye.
"How have you been?" she asked.
"Still bad at painting," Henry said. "Still terrific at drinking."
"Sing 'Tiny Dancer'," Henry kept saying, and the cab driver kept saying he'd do it at a red light. We must have gotten out before we hit another red light, because neither one of us remembers him singing anything.
So we got out and started walking back to the apartment when Henry's old landlady recognizes us and offers him a tissue for his nosebleed. Henry smiled and kissed both of her cheeks. I hid my face behind a newspaper so she wouldn't see my black eye.
"How have you been?" she asked.
"Still bad at painting," Henry said. "Still terrific at drinking."
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The Hell War pt. 1
The Hell War
Down in the realm of Hell, the dark lord Lucifer rules over his demon hordes, plotting his dominion over the world and the destruction of heaven. The demons were a factious lot, always siding with those who had more power. However the demons that served under Lucifer himself, his personal generals, were the most powerful of all. The most powerful, and ambitious of these generals was given the name Knightmare. Aside from Lucifer himself, Knightmare was the most powerful of all demon kind. His strength and tactical might were unmatched in Hell, and only the archangels of Heaven could have claimed to stop him and h
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The Epileptic Time Traveller
He was alone. The darkness surrounding him inched closer. Where had she gone? His best friend throughout his short seventeen years of life. She was there when he was asleep. But now she was gone. The encroaching darkness made its goal to swallow him whole and he was shaking. His heart beat quickened and his palms sweaty. He couldn't feel any presence around and it made him ache to know he'd been abandoned.
His head pounded with increasing pain. Where were his meds? He had no more. He ran out in this medium of sorts between godhood and mortality. He inched up close to the wall, the rough texture of the limestone scratching his skin as he star
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Benjy the completley unremarkable crossplayer
Name: Benjy
Race: Human - British
Sex: Male - known to crossdress
Likes: video games, anime, movies, cartoons, comics, crossplay etc.
Dislikes: injustice, intolerance, bullies, craneflies
Attributes: tolerant, friendly and loyal
Appearance (Picture possible or written):
Powers, if they possess any: pretty good at video games
Description of the Background and the character itself: a quiet sort who keeps to themselves. often perceived by others in the wrong way. He has aminor inferiority complex, which sometimes clashes with his competitive nature. is really a friendly sort, always willing to listen to others. can feel lonely and m
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