| His name: Jeremiah Vanzantt a.k.a the Hangman His Power: the control of others' emotions, virtually indestructable, evil genius...Crazy Beethoven hair His goal: the death of either himself or the rest of the human race. only room for one. |


Midnight Showman act 7Act Seven: Old Flames and Fresh SnowMidnight Showman act 7
It took me some time to shuffle my way back into the city, but I walked with an air of accomplishment. So that was what they meant by bond with a ghost, I mused , a little more therapy and a little less combat practice and I'm set. I slid the little ring onto my glove finger, not having to worry about it fitting as my hand was one-size-fits-all. I decided to walk the streets home, as no one would be out in this heat in the middle of the night. By my reckoning, there were a quite a few hours left of the night so I saw no need to rush anywhere immediately. As my memory of this side
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1 Peter 4:10 (New International Version)
10Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God's grace in its various forms.
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Know that the troll only wins if you let him get to you!defeat and victory can not be found in the points of an argument, but in the power of others to derail you from your goal of inner peace and true comprehension of yourself and others! or maybe it can
And re: does thinking the Tengu is cute affect your masculinity? Oh, totally. But don't worry, I'll keep it between the two of us.
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My hero is a schizophrenic super-sleuth who kills gangsters as a hobby. He rubs elbows with crimefighting Mimes and killer Nuns. His greatest foe is a voodoo pimp.
Face it, you're going to read my comic. [link]
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Life is like a dying clown, it can be loud and mean and
funny and sad and lovely and at times even beautiful,
but as much as it is, it'll still die with a quiet breath.
Make your Clown matter, make it special, before it's
horn is honked for good!
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My hero is a schizophrenic super-sleuth who kills gangsters as a hobby. He rubs elbows with crimefighting Mimes and killer Nuns. His greatest foe is a voodoo pimp.
Face it, you're going to read my comic. [link]
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Life is like a dying clown, it can be loud and mean and
funny and sad and lovely and at times even beautiful,
but as much as it is, it'll still die with a quiet breath.
Make your Clown matter, make it special, before it's
horn is honked for good!
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You call me a gay psycho like it's a bad thing.
--- AnGeL_sIn13
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Life is like a dying clown, it can be loud and mean and
funny and sad and lovely and at times even beautiful,
but as much as it is, it'll still die with a quiet breath.
Make your Clown matter, make it special, before it's
horn is honked for good!
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