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Echos "You are whatever you have to be."Echos by ~Darkness35
The words crept up at the corner of his mind. Not right now, he didn't. Now there was nothing. No schmoozing, no social engineering, no lies to get as close as it took. Now he could be empty, quiet, just him and his tools. He pressed his eye to the cushioned eyepiece of his scope; a thousand similar motions made before had worn it to every contour of his face. His tool was a Remington 700, or had been. Now she was Josephine, a tool wrought by his own hands, to his own specifications. He knew every ridge of the grain of her stock, every bump of the checkering he'd lovingly carved with his own hands. You
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Sta.sh
Dude, you've had this damn thing for two years and haven't used it?! What a WASTE.
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Your rejection's intoxicating but my high is incomplete.
Technically Skroggle=Skrog, which I do believe now =Skroggy. KAWAII!!!!!!!
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Your rejection's intoxicating but my high is incomplete.
Wait, which 'stuff' is being referenced here, Skrinks? <-- Nickname of a nickname XD
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Your rejection's intoxicating but my high is incomplete.