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ways_back_room2013-04-09 05:52 am
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DE: Arrr, Late Morning
Running late so I'm going with a classic today, Prompts! Tag in with what pups you'd like to play with and we'll give you prompts for a writing blurb of whatever length suits your muse. Can't think of a prompt? Set your MP3 player/program, radio or internet streaming service to shuffle and give us a song title!
Odd sort of band
This wasn't an easy fight, but they had all promised to help out. She just wished that her communicator still worked here, it would have simplified everything. Will and Doc and Roe were used to going without easy ways to talk to each other but she wasn't and they were the ones getting shot at. The stew needed more chili, it had been getting sort of bland, she'd add to it once more and then soon they would be back. She fell asleep against the kitchen chair as she whispered a prayer her grandmere used on hurricane nights.