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Post by Coldfire on Feb 13, 2010 15:15:37 GMT -5
verloren devereux HE’LL BREAK YOUR HEART he’s a good time cowboy casanova leaning up against the record machine he looks like a cool drink of water but he’s candy coated misery [/color]
It was night, or, at least, it appeared to be at the moment. In truth, it was far from it. Mid-afternoon. But, not in the simulation. Lore found it amusing how he could even think about this as he dodged a few laser beams well attempting to get to a certain point. He had, of course, made his own simulation full of stealing from a fake museum that was incredibly heavily armed.
A few seconds later it was a straight sprint across an open "field" and into the "safehouse" building which signaled the end of the simulation as he placed the fake object on a shelf before everything dissipated and the bright overhead lights came on. He climbed up to the booth, where the computers that ran th simulations were, planning on shutting it all down for the day. Time to take a break, probably eat something. Change, for sure. He wasn't expecting to run into anyone up there, not at all.
[/blockquote][/blockquote] -- Kinda crappy, but i gotta go for a bit too. bbl --
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