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February 11: History
Terrible acts done
When at peace, "Learn from mistakes."
Repeat soon after
Terrible acts done
When at peace, "Learn from mistakes."
Repeat soon after
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Barbara Boil Character Sheet
Name: Barbara Boil
Age: 21
Birthplace: Baterilla, South Blue
Aliases/Epithets: Deadly Mist
Affiliations: Helios Organization, Twinskull Pirates
Sexuality: Straight
Bounty: None
Strengths: Charismatic, Cunning
Weaknesses: Cowardly, Vain, Self indulgent
Personality:
Barbara is playful, flirtatious and a bit sadistic. She has expensive taste, especially fine wine and expensive clothes.
She is a bit cowardly and will run from battle if she thinks she can get hurt. She dosen't want to be a leader and prefers to be the leaders girlfriend, so she can get the perks of leadership without the responsibility or people targeting her.
Bio:
Barbar
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xX Phase One Xx Chapter One
You know those days where you wake up and think, 'Today is going to be fricking great'? Yeah. This was one of those days.
A few minutes ago was probably the first time ever that I didn't mind waking up at six-thirty in the morning to go to the crappiest high school in Los Angelos. Deep Cover blasted from my 90s-style alarm clock, and I slapped it without breaking off the top for once. I never get tired of that song, even if I do hear the chorus pretty much every morning. Hard to believe that song came out almost 175 years ago.
I also realized that I really need a haircut. My blonde hair was starting to get in my eyes, which really annoys me
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The open steppes to the south are a place of great dangers, concealing them within tall grasses and large outcroppings of rocks. Mitzpah, the only daughter of the Great Chief Ordan stalked human prey. Moving quietly through the eight foot tall grass she came to the edge of a small camp, her leather armor blending well with the evening shadows. Within the camp six armed men divided the spoils of their latest exploits unaware of their hunter. She slid her right hand to the tattoo of a hawk on her left arm and whispered a quiet prayer, Great Selger, guardian of my people, guide our spears and let them strike true.
She dipped he
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