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What first brought you to this forum?

http://objection.mrdictionary.net/go.php?n=8269834

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Isolda Grace, Crimson. Time: 1st day of the Year of Rebirth. Afternoon 3:30 PM Ok, well now this is starting to make sense. He hadn't even thought about vampires. Well now he looks like a jerk, but since when has he cared about what people think about him. Compared of the people he'd have to serve at the bar he wasn't too bad. But this time, for some reason, he felt some sort of guilt. Though, he wasn't going to show it even if he wanted to. He never was good at expressing himself. Side not, her doll face kinda creeped him out a bit as well. "That makes sense, why didn't say so in the first place? That would've made things a lot easier. Anyways, there's not very much to do right now other than being at that party. Got any ideas?" Hopefully this'll change the subject.

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If anyone wants to interact with Genis feel free to go ahead. He's gonna be relaxing for a while

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Beaches of Sky Pillar, Morning "Did I really find one?!" Genis asked himself in his excitement. He was walking along the coast looking for anything of value to sell. He always had a keen eye for spotting things and this helped him search the bays for any washed up goods that may make their way onto shore. But what made the kid so excited? Surely it was something of extreme value right? Well if you can find a rusted nail which it's end point has been dulled to the point of questioning if it'll pierce any material let alone keep two items together then yes. The ice type jumped for joy and then rushed back to his home. Well, by home I mean hut and by hut I mean a tent like structure made by two decent sized pieces of scrap metal. The "house" was located in the far outskirts of the city. He could barley sit in his house without hitting his head. On the floor lie a myriad of different kind of leafs as some sort of cushion and right out side a makeshift box made of washed up wood and bark from the beach, a decent sized plank of rotting wood and a small jar of ink that costed almost all he had scavenged in the past week and a half. He grabbed a decent sized rock and hammered the nail to attach the box to the plank. The rusted nail sticking out behind what seems like a crudely made mail box. He dabbed his finger.. well.. claw in the ink and started writing on the box. "Home of Genis" was written on the front of the box and he then stuck the mailbox into the ground outside his house. The box swung with the wind and the pole lay stuck in the ground. Barely anyone knew Genis in Sky Pillar so why would he need a mailbox? It didn't matter to him, he always dreamed of living in a house peacefully with his family and what house isn't complete without a mailbox? ....or family. Either way, with his big smile he crawled into his hut and lay on the leafs. He wanted to enjoy this happy feeling as long as he could. He wouldn't know how long this joy would last and he might as well savor it.

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