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| New Face Old Story | Started by: Monster on Oct 07, '07 18:39 |
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A man walks to the street corner. A man of large size and apparent bad attitude. The immediate impression you get is one of large stupid strength. As you look closer though; past the shabby clothing, broad shoulders and imposing height. As you look into the flat nosed and battle scarred face there is a distinct impression of cunning and intelligence. There is also the impression that this man has little pity and less remorse. He begins to speak to the hooligans that gather on street corners.. "My name is Monster. I come from another land. Some here may know me. I came back after a long hiatus to find my home land destroyed. I heard that many friends had come here from my old land. I followed in their footsteps. I've not come here for the fortune nor for the fame. I've only let my old name be known so that maybe I can expediate the matter of locating lost friends who I've sorely missed. Those of you who know my name those of you who remember myself and my bloodline fondly...please come to me remind me of who you are. Let me see past your disguises so that I may gaze upon the faces of old and beloved friends. Those of you who hated me then and maybe you are still hating me so be it" With the last word spilled from his lips the large man looks around at the criminals gathered at the corner turns his back fearlessly and shambles back into the shadows from whence he came... |
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