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Post by Falkon on Dec 6, 2012 1:13:10 GMT -5
A small, pink haired, unspecified-years-old boy sat in a squishy armchair, the cushion of which was twice his size.
"Hi persons! My name is HoratioDaiskanderChodenjiNibelungeliedRose THE FIFTH! And I'll be answering all your questions today!"
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Post by stratofarius on Dec 6, 2012 1:42:58 GMT -5
"Where did you even get that name? And most importantly.. why is your hair pink?"
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Post by Falkon on Dec 6, 2012 12:27:28 GMT -5
"My Daddy named me that, duh!" Horatio said, "Where else would I get it?"
"Well, I dunno why, but it just grew back pink one day, after my hair was burned off by a weird statue thingy."
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Post by stratofarius on Dec 6, 2012 12:28:04 GMT -5
"Weird statue thingy? Care to elaborate?"
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Post by Falkon on Dec 6, 2012 13:55:05 GMT -5
"Uh... I dunno what it's called. It shot lasers out of it's eye, though!"
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