"They asked me how well I understood theoretical physics. I told them I had a theoretical degree in physics. They said welcome aboard."Our subject isn't cool, but he thinks it anyway - he may not have a clue, and he may not have style, but everything he lacks, well, he makes up in denial!Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back.
"They asked me how well I understood theoretical physics. I told them I had a theoretical degree in physics. They said welcome aboard."Our subject isn't cool, but he thinks it anyway - he may not have a clue, and he may not have style, but everything he lacks, well, he makes up in denial!Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back.
5 people gathered that morning. There was going to be blood even though with the night being relatively safe:
"The enemies are among us," shouted an average Joe.
"I don't trust any of you - you could all be out to get me!" kept yelling another.
"[Insert an Essay here]" kept explaining another guy.
"Stop yer yapping! You'll die because you talk too much!"
"I've came back to life FOR THIS? LETS BE PEACEFUL GUYS!" was a lonely voice in the crowd. Yet it didn't persist.
People have been out for blood... There were not a lot of them left... With one being a mysterious goofball who came back, another being an overly attached information provider, a slippery clown, a bastard with no love for anyone and a your average day guy. Who among was the the real evil? Who was committing that genocide of races? They chose the clown...
And the person who died was.... With the help of Jenkins, the Private....
What (Rapscallion), Serial Killer/2 shot bulletproof/lynchproof, has been lynched. Send your actions.
"They asked me how well I understood theoretical physics. I told them I had a theoretical degree in physics. They said welcome aboard."Our subject isn't cool, but he thinks it anyway - he may not have a clue, and he may not have style, but everything he lacks, well, he makes up in denial!Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back.
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Through the darkness of futures past,
The magician longs to see
One chants out between two worlds:
Fire, walk with me.