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The Snow Slopes - A Cold Battlefield |
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Akira
Ambers biotch
Age: 35
Gender: 
Joined: 27 Oct 2002 |
 Posted: Sat Feb 15, 2003 10:14 pm Post subject: |
akira rubs his face as he sees aiman knocked him away from landing atop azurel and breaking his neck...damn that fool!!
i will kill you some day!!! and im going to set this suit aflame.
akira pulls out his lighter fluid and zippo and throws them on the suit. as they burn...all that is left is half of the mask..akira throws them in a box and mails them to aiman.
theres your suit! akira goes back up the mountain and flies back down doing the same stunt about to land on azurels head. |
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