A boy and his wall

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A boy and his wall

Post by DoF Archive » Wed Mar 17, 2004 1:13 pm

Date: 2/18/1998 10:15 AM Central Standard Time
From: Falablah

He teleports back to the Outback after a exciting night in DoS land and jumps up to his wall. He enjoys his new home in the Outback more than he reliezes. Its not as philthy and crime filled as his old home in E. Rhydin. He lays down in his comfy couch and tries to go to sleep but his mind begins to wander. He thinks of all that has happened recently around the sports of Rhydin, and how he is increasingly becomming a part of it. He thinks about
the expirence with his blade and his fists and feet that he has recently obtained. The last couple of tornaments have givin him knowledge that he will carry with him the rest of his duelin days. He thinks of all the new people he has met, and how they have affected his stay. He looks around his wall and sees all his belongings that he has carried throughout his life. His neon lights, Tuxedo Kamen outfit, and much more junk. He slumps down in his
couch and thinks of all da callers who make it happen. He is glad that he has found a new life in the Outback and wishes that this be his last home. He kicks a switch and turns off all his neon lights. He doesn't start a sentece with He ;P. Falablah slips deeply into the couch and falls asleep, his final thought of the upcomming night of punch 'em in da face.
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