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Dec 4 2007, 04:11 PM Post #46 |
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Solomon entered the car and unlocked the doors for the two to get in. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 4 2007, 04:12 PM Post #47 |
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*Pushed Yuki into his side and then got in the car himself* |
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| Malceure | Dec 4 2007, 04:22 PM Post #48 |
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Yuki's Thoughts: "What is this? A buggy or something? Where is the horse." Yuki looked around curiously, behaving as though he had never seen a car before, which he indeed had not. Yuki: "So... um... what classes should we take A.. Eric?" Yuki was trying to make a normal conversation, though he barely qualified to have a debate with a five year old. |
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Dec 4 2007, 04:25 PM Post #49 |
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Solomon turned on the engine and began driving out to the road. "Do you have an account at any bank already or are you setting up a new one?" |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 4 2007, 04:28 PM Post #50 |
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We need to set up a new one, we're on our own now since our parents are working away from us. |
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| Malceure | Dec 4 2007, 04:32 PM Post #51 |
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Yuki looked over to Anos, and nodded. Yuki: "I hope that will not be any trouble for you." |
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| Wolf | Dec 4 2007, 04:34 PM Post #52 |
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Thanks again for your help... Much apreciated Solomon... |
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Dec 4 2007, 04:38 PM Post #53 |
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Solomon smiled. "Anything for a fellow Tribesmen!" He replied. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 4 2007, 04:58 PM Post #54 |
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Eon: *Had a clueless expression and scratched his head* Whhhaaaat? |
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| Twilight Sage | Dec 4 2007, 05:01 PM Post #55 |
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Ryan: "He means friend. Forgot to introduce myself. The name's Ryan. i'm in the high school a couple blocks down. I got to go. Later!" He begins to skate off, doing some tricks along the way. |
  Top one is by Crash, and the bottom one is by RunawayRed. Thanks to the both of you! | |
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| Hitogoroshi | Dec 4 2007, 05:06 PM Post #56 |
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(OOC: I did a complete character revision. The last one was horrible.) Kama walked along the sidewalk. As he was walking, he dialed a number on his cell phone. As it was ringing, Kama started whistling a dark tune (OOC: For those of you who play instruments, it's in the key of E Minor, one of the grimmest keys.). |
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| Wolf | Dec 4 2007, 05:06 PM Post #57 |
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OoC: We were in the car but okay... Bye...? |
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Dec 4 2007, 05:08 PM Post #58 |
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"Actually, a Tribesmen is our mascot... I guess he doesn't go to our school." Solomon chuckled. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 4 2007, 05:09 PM Post #59 |
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We don't... Yet. Can't blame us for being ill-informed. ^_^' |
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| Hitogoroshi | Dec 4 2007, 05:31 PM Post #60 |
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Kama waited, annoyed that the phone hadn't been answered yet. He sighed and started to put the phone back into his pocket. |
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