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Post by Peter G. Nielsen on Mar 8, 2005 15:03:08 GMT -5
"No. Frosted Flakes maybe but I don't eat alot of cerel. Help yourself to whatever you find."
((I have to go to class. Be back in an hour or so.))
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Post by Cynthia "Sparkles" Twostars on Mar 8, 2005 15:10:51 GMT -5
(okay)
Cynthia pours herself a bowl of frosted flakes with whole milk, and sits down in front of the TV to watch Oprah.
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Post by Peter G. Nielsen on Mar 8, 2005 16:29:18 GMT -5
Peter takes his meal out of the microwave when the machine beeps, stirs it up, and starts to eat. This was his idea of a good meanl. Maybe he was just a little weird that way. Whatever.
"We can head out as soon as your ready to go. Where in Montana did you plan on going, by the way?"
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Post by alex on Mar 8, 2005 17:10:21 GMT -5
Alexander grabbed his keys then his coffee. I have to go to the airport. I'm flying out soon. I suppose you could come with out of Moscow. I'm going back to England for the night. Then in the morning I have to go get on my other plane, and fly to America. He led her outside to the Yukon and stepped in.
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Post by dariya on Mar 8, 2005 17:48:36 GMT -5
"Fine, I can come along. I just want something to do." I say to Alex as we leave the cafe. I don't normally hang out with capitalists, but I see no reason not to. It might be interesting.
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Post by capulet on Mar 8, 2005 17:58:32 GMT -5
((I bet.))
I tell the foreman to cancel all lunch breaks and extend work hours, 6 to 10 is absolutely rediculous. After all the men building the Great Wall of China worked for years on end.
Granted they died but look what we got out of it, I want this new office to be just as magnificent a monument. Show those idiotic communists what Capitalism can do. Or rather, what some can do with Capitalsm.
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L.H. Oswald
Party Sympathizer
Marxist Assassin
Marxist Political Assassin
Posts: 8
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Post by L.H. Oswald on Mar 8, 2005 17:59:35 GMT -5
Oswald stepped up to Alejos and offered his thin hand. "That was an amazing piece of talk, Mr. Coy. It really hit me. I loved it."
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Post by Alejos H. Coy IV on Mar 8, 2005 18:01:41 GMT -5
Alejos had gone out to lunch with some Socialists, all of whom liked his speech/rant. After lunch they returned briefly, but ended up going to get "just a few rounds." One drink led to a bar, and one bar led to another, followed by a keg and then things get kind of blurry.
He was back today, having gotten next to no sleep and just being drunk with the other Socialists almost all night. He was downing his 5th Red Bull and was about as aware as the average high school student. In other words, stoner reflexes for the time being.
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Post by Lan Zheng-Lafleur on Mar 8, 2005 18:01:49 GMT -5
In light of recent terrorist activities I will be traveling to both England and Ireland this week. Once my daily meetings are over, I sit in my office and go over some reports on the political situation there and the renewed threat of terrorism posed by the IRA.
I had met with the leader of the Sinn Fein last year and things at that time were going well. There had been no terrorism for several years and a process of healing had once again been renewed. I am not sure what has happened to change things, but peace agreements were always tenuous.
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Post by alex on Mar 8, 2005 18:02:14 GMT -5
OOC: You spend a day with Alexander Larson and you'll be looking for a Capitalist job xDDD
IC: Alexander put the car in gear and sped away. 20 minutes later they pulled into the airport and Alexander parked the Yukon in the hanger. Well, lets go then. They both borded the Gulfstream and 10 minutes later they were airborn.
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Post by dariya on Mar 8, 2005 18:04:50 GMT -5
"So anyway, I am a nihilist. I really don't believe in anything. It gets boring being a nihilist. I really don't care about the world or people. I just do whatever I please." I say to Alex.
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Post by alex on Mar 8, 2005 18:09:17 GMT -5
He stared at her then got a bottle of whiskey from a mini fridge. I always have somthing going on. I enjoy recreational things. Like boating, driving my cars, have dinner meetings and such. They continue to chat. Look at that, we are here. The plane begins to decend slowely and 5 mintues later, they are on the ground and driving twords Alex's home in his Bentley.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Mar 8, 2005 18:10:16 GMT -5
"Alejos, I think that man just complimented you." Bassarov says of the stranger standing behind them. "But the speech was good, you put a lot of emotion into it."
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Post by Alejos H. Coy IV on Mar 8, 2005 18:11:54 GMT -5
Alejos snapped back into reality.
"Oh, thank you," he said, turning to Oswald and shaking his hand. "I'm glad you liked it."
He turned to Bassarov briefly. "Thanks, I try," he said, before turning back to Oswald.
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Post by dariya on Mar 8, 2005 18:12:23 GMT -5
"Do those things make you happy? I'm not sure that I know what real happiness is. I don't think I will ever be happy."
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