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Post by Hannah on Feb 25, 2005 19:55:49 GMT
yer the dude here. bout getting away from here.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 25, 2005 19:58:27 GMT
"Alright. What do you wanna say?" I smirk
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Post by Daz on Feb 25, 2005 20:00:28 GMT
*tralalallalalalallalallalaa. . . baa baa black sheep have you any woooooool?*
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Post by Hannah on Feb 25, 2005 20:09:08 GMT
ya got plans? i have people who stand begind me.. us...
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Post by Jacky on Feb 25, 2005 20:12:40 GMT
"Good. And I'll inform you of whatever action that might be taking." I assure her
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Post by Hannah on Feb 25, 2005 20:20:42 GMT
hm... start to tell.. what are ya gonna do wiht the keys?
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Post by Daz on Feb 25, 2005 22:13:29 GMT
*jumps to the mooooooooon*
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Post by Hannah on Feb 26, 2005 10:41:17 GMT
*looks at him*
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Post by Jacky on Feb 26, 2005 10:53:47 GMT
(just this post)
"Well, that seems pretty obvious" I smirk "I'm working on finding out what doors they open. I already know 'bout one of them. I'm planning on going back. Tis the key of tis shack in which they keep the former properties of the slaves. Whatever we find there, it might be usefull. I already took me pistol from there."
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Post by Hannah on Feb 26, 2005 10:57:09 GMT
hm... we should have more keys. i know a man who can na maak them.  |
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