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Post by syd on May 9, 2010 22:31:17 GMT -5
People look out the window and all they see is gray. Everything's gray. The buildings, the streets, the good guys are bad guys and the bad guys actually aren't as bad as you think. The government no longer runs the city. Half the time cops are working against us too, too afraid to play it the straight and narrow. The mafias and criminals with the most power are the ones you answer to. And you better say yes or you'll be another story that parents will tell to their children at night to be good. Every night you walk the streets of a nightmare. You hope that if that when your time comes the so called 'terrorists,' the vigilantes would come to your rescue. You hope you're worth being saved. The horrible smell you smell is the looming stench of death that surrounds the city. Everyone's desensitized by it all. They ignore the fact that there's a dead body in an alley or blood in the street drains. The crime and the filth, it's leeching its way into our homes and schools, pretty soon anything of order will drown in the chaos. We're done with it. Screw the crime, screw the government, and most of all screw the fear. [/i][/center]
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Post by DELTA OLIVIA GRACE COBIN on May 10, 2010 7:02:04 GMT -5
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