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"What the hell?! Where am I?" The room was dusty and smelled of mold. A pair of wrought iron sconces hung on the back wall cast a dim light on the bed beneath them, the bed Leo had just now woken up on. The shadows the light created grimly stretched out along the floor and walls, as if attempting to reclaim the kingdom they once held. Leo stood up and stepped down a few worn steps and into the room, opening his eyes wide to try and see the rest of it, which was shrouded in darkness. Though his eyes were sharp for his old age, he could see nothing but shadows, and soon the flickerin
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- Current Residence: Middle of Nowhere, PA (originally Bronx, NY)
- Interests: world conquest, doodling, and metalcore
- Favourite movie: LOTR...SW...DK...if ur a fan u kno what im talkin bout >_>
- Favourite band or musician: oh dear...alot?
- Favourite genre of music: Metalcore, etc.
- Favourite artist: Van Gogh (Starry Night <3)
- Favourite poet or writer: Douglas Adams and Edgar Allen Poe
- MP3 player of choice: iPod ftw! >:D
- Skin of choice: mine? o_O I wear the skin of those i slay in combat as well...but i prefer my own :D
- Favourite game: ..."Guess what nuclear weapon I'm holding behind my back."
- Favourite cartoon character: i wonder how many people would kill me if i said the Smurfs? (i really dont like them x3)
- AIM: DemonsOverSaints
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flying.
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then came the many ways and vistas of God...
I'd talk more, except I should not be doing this.
XD
And I know where you live.
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happy hour
every hour.
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then came the many ways and vistas of God...
hehehe...
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