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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 2:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 6:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 7:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 7:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 7:51 pm
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![User Image](https://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae315/DHunteryrcr/Rygear-2.jpg) With trembling fingers, the guard heads all the way to the front where he pulls out an odd looking key from a vault. He lifts the key, now his whole body shaking, and touches the tip to one particularly out of place patch of bare metal. There is a whooshing sound, like an airlock being released, and the wards fly everywhere. The guard runs for it along with any others in the vicinity. There is a clanking, as the giant metal box begins to open, layer after layer, until only the final cage was left. Still in a stasis, he floats within, arms laced through a straight jacket, blindfolded, and covered in chains everywhere there wasn't skin.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:04 pm
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-I- Not Quite Average -I-
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:15 pm
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