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Post by ✗|T S U Z|✗ on Dec 23, 2011 0:12:14 GMT -5
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"SPEECH" THOUGHTS "QUOTE"
The Ghost white brute strolled through the ruins like a phantom a reminder of some past that no longer existed. He did know exactly where he was, only that it was some place very old. The crummbling cement walls were a reminder of the age of this building, amybe this one sought death? Who would step foot inside this stoney coffin otherwise? The great brute walked about examining the building, the white walls were cracking and crummbling, but somehow they were still very sturdy and able to support the overall structure of the building. Tsuz nodded in approval, with a smirk. There were some unpoened crates in the furthest cornner of the building they made excelent climbing steps. The white ghoul climbed up the steps placing one powerful paw before the other atop the steel crates making his way up to the crater sized hole on the celing.
The brute reared his massive head as a gentle yet commanding wind blew. He looked back to the factory a story below him, and saw the empty transport crates that would make fair dens, not to mention the building itself that no doubt housed many surprises. Burgundy eyes blazed with ambition as he looked out over what he knew now was his. Crown raised now to the sky a song flowed from his now royal lips. "I claim this area now and forever as Ipswitch Territory!" the brute roared into the sky.
~Notes: Claiming The old Factory
~Status: Complete
~Tags: Solo; Claim
~Music: Born To Lead By hoobastank
~Credits: table put together by TSUZ Lyrics- Red: Art Of Breaking
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