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Post by mimic on Aug 26, 2006 13:09:29 GMT -5
*Mimic walked through the park still with his bag over his shoulder. He saw some kids run around and one ran up to him and tugged on his wing.* 'Hey Mister, are you an angel?' "Yeah, somethin like that." *Mimic chuckled slightly and smiled. The kid turned around and ran back to his friends.* 'See, I told you he wasn't some stupid mutant!' *Mimic sighed and his smile faded. He sat down on a bench with his wings over the back of the bench.* "Kids. I blame their parents." *He began looking through his bag.* "No alcohol, and no smokes. D*mn. That's right Bayville is a dry town too. Stupid town."
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