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11/25/2015 6:08:48 PM
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[b][u]Drinking to Forget[/u][/b]
Jack sits at the bar on his twelfth bottle of Whiskey. He's not drunk, he can't get drunk. His mask is on the table. He stares at it like its an entire different person. Soldier: 76 and Jack Morrison. The vigilante and the dead man. He sighs and ruffles his hair. He stares at the bottle of Whiskey and twirls the liquid around in the glass cup. "Drinking to forget" people say. He wish he could forget what he saw. But he couldn't. It was permanently engraved, branded, into his mind. He wanted to forget, but at the same time, he didn't want to.
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[spoiler]we're all stranded on a planet in the middle of nowhere I don't think anyone has time to drink with you, no offense. Do you want me to throw you into one of the crash groups?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]sure[/spoiler]
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Edited by Murph Tha Smurf: 11/26/2015 11:52:12 PM[spoiler]the a gift from the heavens post is introducing you. You are now in group 3[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]this is the 4th character named Jack ahh[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]God fūcking damn it [/spoiler]
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Edited by Xeno: 11/25/2015 6:12:26 PM[spoiler]Its a badass name if you ask me[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]we'll have to refer to him as Morrison [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]thats fine. Or you could call him 76 or Soldier 76.[/spoiler]
