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Lost Memories prologue thing You are about to enter a place between places. A space between spaces. A corridor of a million doors. A place where lost memories find new homes. A place where old is new. Where memories even forget.Lost Memories prologue thing by ~shalesthewolf
This is the hall of empty souls. Where characters that are forgotten go. They open new doors into a new mind. A new world. Leaving behind memories of their original creator. Their souls skulking up and down. In search for the right one. The right door.
We shall listen to the ramblings of two lost characters in search for an answer. An answer to their questions.
"Why'd we deserve to die? Why can't we go back? Why aren't we special anymore?"
The Business of Murder "Well, now that we're through with the pleasantries, Mr. Daniels, I must ask: Why is it that you want to die?"The Business of Murder by ~J2571
Joseph Daniels sighed and slumped down in his seat, the picture of unkemptness. His face looked tired, with large bags underneath his eyes and at least three days' worth of stubble. His hair was a mess, his clothes were disheveled. He seemed to exude an aura of despair.
He surveyed the room he was in, which was quite his opposite: neat, orderly, unremarkable. Blank, white walls, some filing cabinents, three windows looking out on downtown. He was sitting in a plain, wooden chair in front of a plain, wooden desk with merely a f
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"My life I give to my country. With my hands I fight for Fire Lord Ozai and our forefathers before him. With my mind I seek ways to better my country. And with my feet may our March of Civilization continue." -- Oath of the Fire Nation
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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(insert comment here)
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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★ ~ Click Click ~ ★
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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There is no such thing as a stupid idea, especially if you have fun doing it
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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Confucius say: Man with one foot on 'yesterday' and one foot on 'tomorrow' will end up pissing on 'today'.
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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Unique means that you did something out of the ordinary that defines you as one of a kind. It's not weird to you or strange or bad, just normal. I'm not afraid to be unique.
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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Sarcasm is the body's natural defense against stupidity.
"Those who stand for nothing fall for anything." - Alexander Hamilton
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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Pu-lease...
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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On the path to search for myself . . . care to walk it with me?
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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On the path to search for myself . . . care to walk it with me?
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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DFTBA!
Screw the vaginas, I have a vagina!
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard, be evil.
❑ Taken
❑Single
✔Mentally dating a character that doesn't actually exist.
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Broken in two by the things you love~
the game you. just lost it
love me or hate me, that's the obsession
love me or hate me, that is the question
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On the path to search for myself . . . care to walk it with me?