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Geen

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Re: The demon.
« Reply #30 on: August 27, 2012, 10:11:30 pm »

Look out, it's the fuzz! Play Benny Hill on your trusty sax while running the hell away.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #31 on: August 28, 2012, 03:16:05 pm »

You wake up from the floor, realising you must have passed out somehow...
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"But to that second circle of sad hell, Where ‘mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw, Pale were the lips I kiss’d, and fair the form I floated with, about that melancholy storm."

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Re: The demon.
« Reply #32 on: August 28, 2012, 05:17:45 pm »

"Ow. Note to self, don't mix uppers and ibuprofen."

Attempt to figure out how much of the previous three pages was actually just a dream.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #33 on: August 28, 2012, 05:49:07 pm »

Pull out trusty sax, play Benny Hill anyways.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #34 on: August 28, 2012, 08:46:29 pm »

Noted; chalky salt and wet floor, broken window, ruined trousers, seems real enough.

You play benny hill, your cat joins in on this farce and chases you around.
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"But to that second circle of sad hell, Where ‘mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw, Pale were the lips I kiss’d, and fair the form I floated with, about that melancholy storm."

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Re: The demon.
« Reply #35 on: August 28, 2012, 08:49:11 pm »

Meh just go too sleep and set an alarm
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #36 on: August 28, 2012, 08:51:28 pm »

You go to set an alarm and the red numbers of your digital alarm clock clearly state that your ass should be getting ready for work instead.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #37 on: August 28, 2012, 09:10:39 pm »

Go too work we need money to replace that window. If we are performing sub-optimally tell the boss about the "break in"
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #38 on: August 28, 2012, 09:50:44 pm »

You throw your work clothes on and hop in your car and get your behind driving to work, to boring virtual storage subsidiary Discicon, and your stagnant duties of lost connection bitch...
Red light.
Green light.
Highway... something is wrong.
Your not alone in here.
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"But to that second circle of sad hell, Where ‘mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw, Pale were the lips I kiss’d, and fair the form I floated with, about that melancholy storm."

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Re: The demon.
« Reply #39 on: August 28, 2012, 10:01:48 pm »

Look in the overhead mirror (forget what it's called) in a dramatic manner.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #40 on: August 28, 2012, 10:17:35 pm »

Glancing slowly into the rear-view mirror you notice someone sitting in the back seat or to be more correct their shadow, without the person to cast it.
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"But to that second circle of sad hell, Where ‘mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw, Pale were the lips I kiss’d, and fair the form I floated with, about that melancholy storm."

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Re: The demon.
« Reply #41 on: August 28, 2012, 10:19:49 pm »

Flirt with the shadow.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #42 on: August 28, 2012, 10:26:53 pm »

"Have I seen you here before, because I'm pretty sure you'd like my shadow." You suck at flirting improv, the shadow is unresponsive to your catcalls and attempts to offer it a drink.
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"But to that second circle of sad hell, Where ‘mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw, Pale were the lips I kiss’d, and fair the form I floated with, about that melancholy storm."

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Re: The demon.
« Reply #43 on: August 29, 2012, 05:22:45 am »

Stop being paranoid.
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Re: The demon.
« Reply #44 on: August 29, 2012, 08:14:45 am »

Whos being paranoid, theres a shadow siting behind you that isnt yours.
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