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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:43 pm
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Seamus Finnegan sighed. he kicked at a rock at his feet, sending it scuttling across the street, watching it until it was skipped up by a car. He shifted his attention elsewhere. He began to daydream. Why had he ever started a life of crime? He didn't have to follow his brother into the life of a street thief... he sighed. of course. he had joined russo's gang of thieves for protection, and to keep his family alive. now his mother was dead, his older brother dead, his father dead, his three sisters dead too. killed off in a massive hostige seige. the only one to survive the massicre besides seamus himself was his youngest brother, liam. liam was seven, and just beginning his life. he too, had followed the path of theivery, despite seamus's sertaritance. if only johnny hadn't joined russo so many years ago...
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:53 pm
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Irish Red Sox Fan use this Name: Age: side: Class(warrior healer etc): Apperance(pictures encouraged): weapons: talents: bio: anything else you deem important: wat's a bio and class and weapons??
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:55 pm
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stars123123 Irish Red Sox Fan use this Name: Age: side: Class(warrior healer etc): Apperance(pictures encouraged): weapons: talents: bio: anything else you deem important: wat's a bio and class and weapons??
bio is like things that have happened to your character that made them into what they are now weapons- do you favor a sword, your words, fists, gun... what?
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:38 pm
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thump-thump- he could hear the kids hollering amongst each other, and the sound of a ball smacking against the pavement. he turned the corner, and the kids came into view. there were four- a little girl, and three boys. one of the younger boys was holding her hand, presumably her brother. he sighed, wishing he could be an ignorant youth again. and all of the sudden, one of the boys tripped, kicking the ball out into the street- there was a squeal of tires and the crunch of gravel- the little girl saw the ball and went running into the road to retreive it just as a car rounded the corner, barreling down at full speed- seamus gave a yell, and dashed out into the street in front of the girl, who stood there, shocked by the sudden oncoming of the car. the driver panicked, tried to stop- seamus heard the boys hollering on the sidewalk- and flung the girl out of the way- the car hit him head on- he remembered thinking "oh, s**t," and then he hit the pavement.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:59 pm
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