[i:da2d5abed9]"i shouldn't be here. this is not my place... damn... that's it, i'm going back. fuck the sabbat, at least in brazil i knew where i was. i knew the people around" [/i:da2d5abed9].
orion looked around, seeking eyes that were supposed to whatch him. founding nothing, he continued to stroll towards cascadia.
[i:da2d5abed9]"i guess this will get ugly... ah, when the hell it doesn't??"[/i:da2d5abed9]
the malkavian slid his hand into his pocket. the weight of his submachinegun conforted him. a cold wind blowed from north, and with it came a whisper [i:da2d5abed9]"go away". "fuck you"[/i:da2d5abed9] was the malkavian's short answer. [i:da2d5abed9]"i will get there and be someone. i'm sick and tired of just walking around alleys and bitting useless bums. orion gravestone is gonna make some money"[/i:da2d5abed9].
turning his orange eyes to the city that layed in front of him, he concentred in what was his first step: getting a place to stay. or introducing to the prince?? he always hated all that formal stuff. he wasn't even a cammie. whatever. if it was needed to stay alive, he would do it. now it was just a matter of bumping into someone. he continued strolling through the city, singing "brasil, meu brasil brasileiro..." and smiling.

((nice post man :smile: welcome aboard

((MOOOORE MALKS! yay woo hoo
cool writing and welcome to the guild :P

You want me to jump in and bump into you? lol
make a fruit salad eoo hoo ))

[ This Message was edited by: Mark Archer on 2001-12-17 15:30 ]

(( Hello :grin: welcome to the fruit bowl! have some tea? how about some nice warm vitae? vitae... vitae... tae...

((*whines* Another one?!?!

[b:bda2b3e3c6](("I WANNA BE THE AVOCADO!!!!!"))[/b:bda2b3e3c6]

(( YEPP another one.. told you we were taking over cascadia... oh. ok.

(( POUF! you're an avacado!

((welcome to SoC :grin:

ug... Valek, Gabriel, you guys need to address the sudden influx of Malks around here!! :evil: j/k :lol:

~batty~