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whatwas[The PCD clacks and the view shakes a bit, but finally centers on Horst's happy face. He's up on a roof, with four bottles of liquor and a chair.]
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
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Date: 2011-04-29 01:33 am (UTC)[Hanna grin's, goofy like he would if he wasn't affected, and draws an identical run on the other's hand. Like his, it glowed magenta before returning black.]
It takes like a minute or two, but its fucking awesome, man.