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Radiance Registered: Sep '07	Date Posted: 5/27 12:05am Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	IC: Yamato He listened to Dario as he explained what was going to happen. Sounds about right for our normal setting... Yamato retreated from the cockpit and made his way back to his cabin. He looked himself in the mirror, staring himself in the eyes for a while. Some days he wondered why he had been given his strange eyes. But then he tossed aside his thoughts, realizing that they were both a blessing and a curse. Intimidation was common among people who looked at them. It worked in his favor when he didn't feel the need to draw his sword. Yamato sat on his bed and swung his legs over. He placed his Oni Ken next to him on the bed and crossed his arms. Thinking of the days and assignments to come, Yamato closed his eyes and caught a blissful nap before they docked. tag any. -----signature----- Darth_Allana, the best girl a man could ever ask for.... Some things are worth waiting for. Always Member of the Game Designers Guild
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Darth_Vaders_cousin Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 5/27 2:58pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	IC: Jayson Bryce Bryce's Quarters Bryce walked into his dimly lit and tightly cramped sleeping quarters. He had a private room, only because if a gunslinger asks for privacy you tend to grant it to him. He set down his steaming cup of coffee on a small night stand, and lit a cigarette, taking a few long drags off of it. He'd been on the crew for a while now, and he'd done his job well thus far. He was the "muscle" when it came to gun fights, and while he may not look like much, he could pull his weight. He tapped a small button underneath of the nightstand, and watched his bed flip up like a treasure chest opening, but instead of being filled with valuables, it was more like a small armory. Guns of all types and sizes were strapped to the bottom of the bed and in the space underneath of it. Reaching with in, Bryce removed his worn leather gun belt and strapped it around his waist, securing the holster to his thigh. He went about his pre-work routine of selecting weapons for the job ahead, and placing them in various places, both concealed and not, on his person and stitched into his coat. He was never un-prepared nor underarmed. Eventually, laden with armaments, he closed the bed/locker, and grabbed his coffee making his way towards the bridge. Tag: All/Any -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC, a Crime Fighting Clock Member Game designers Guild STAR WARS, 007 STYLE! --Winner of BEST NEW RPG two seasons running 007 FAMILY - Sith-I-5's Twin Bro. Logic & Reason: SVU -- Detective 3rd Grade
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Penguinator-176 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 5/27 6:54pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Annabel Jones Sneaky man. Annabel smiled cooly. "You'd be correct." Annabel Jones had been a mercenary for quite some time, now. She'd been coming home to the relaxing family business of lounging about in great wealth and splendor when, of all the ships in the galaxy to attack, this fool had attacked hers. That was this man's first mistake. The second had been to focus on the burlier male passengers, taking care of them first. That gave her time to find her rifle. After giving the pirates a taste of their own medicine (sadly, she hadn't hurt any of them - at least they were that smart) with a few well-placed shots, the captain had made his third mistake, and that was getting too close during the flank. Instead of keeping her at gunpoint, he had to be a bigshot. "That rifle all you got, babe?" he'd asked. "Yes," said Annabel. After that he decided to step too close, and she punched him square in the nose. Of course, that had been a while ago...this cell wasn't looking too comfortable anymore, and maybe he was willing to deal with her. She reached through the bars for the cigarette, carefully, cautiously. Tag: Reynar -----signature----- "Don't try to take me away, like I can't live without you." . . . GDG
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Reynar_Tedros Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 5/27 10:37pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	IC: Dario Bastion After Annabel took the cigarette Dario had offered her, he stuffed the box back into his vest without getting his own, and pulled out a lighter. Clicking it open, he lit the woman's cigarette and then clicked it closed, returning it to his pocket. "Now, it seems to me that my ship here is in need of a woman like you," he said. "Sexy," he eyed her up and down, "seductive, and most importantly, deadly. You could provide quite a bit of influence with many of my customers, sleazy as they are. And, of course... you would be a very rich woman. All you'd need to do is sail with us, go with the flow. "So what do you say? Interested?" Tag: Peng -----signature----- Gaming: Guitar Hero III, Mass Effect, Saints Row XBL GamerTag: martian janitor http://boards.theforce.net/non_star_wars_fan_fiction/b10808/28827381/p1/?2
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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 5/28 11:16am Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Approved Astronomically by Reynar_Tedros, Master of this Game. Name: Edward Deacon Nickname: Deak, Ed, Eddy, prefers Edward. Gender: Male Age: 17 Homeworld: Hera Appearance: Thin, wiry. Decent looks. Average height. Brown eyes, black hair that falls into his eyes and is constantly pushed behind his ears. Long fingers. Tons of white shirts, all with varying sized oil stains permanently ingrained into the fibers. Black, green, blue or gray pants. The same old pilot’s jacket with fading patches of long-forgotten feats. Personality: Voracious eater. Poor social skills. Accomplished thief. Highly hormonal. Has a true sailor’s mouth. Mechanically apt. Defensive. Immature. Obviously will be built upon. Backstory: Edward was born an only child and was extremely spoiled. He took his parent’s for granted even after his father’s death. Afraid to lose both her husband and son, Edward’s mother took to babying him more than ever. When he was younger he often ran away and made his mother bribe him into returning. Edward left his mother when he was sixteen, do to conflicting views on his future. He wanted to be a pilot, but without any natural talent in the field, his dream was struck down. Not to be let down, Edward made a vow to join a space crew. In the year after he left his home, Edward had trouble both with thieves and the hardships of living on his own. Edward took to stealing. Mostly for food, but once he stole a rifle. He never actually had to use the rifle, mostly practiced shooting cans with it. Miscellaneous: Decent shot. Smokes. Poor health. Tag: Reynar, for to post a hole in which I shall appear through* -----signature----- Flannel Shoes
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 5/28 12:00pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE! - Date Edited: 5/28 12:03pm (1 edits total) Edited By: spacelady
	IC as Yana Ilim Yana Ilim stood still and silent at one of the few port side windows that were thick enough to keep the vaccum of space from pulling everything out. She quietly brought her hands behind her and clasped them together as she watched the stars millions of miles away. "Okay, crew, first off, I want everyone to give Gerald a big round of applause for being the biggest idiot I've ever met in my life. Second, Dorothy's five hundredth birthday is coming up soon, and I want you all to get her a nice gift. Third, our next destination is Camalus. I've come in contact with a very rich gentleman who is in need of our assistance, so we're naturally going to oblige him. We should be there within the next few hours, so get in your last minute naps, bandage up any severed fingers you may have, put the dentures back in, and be ready for dock. Later." The woman pretty much ignore the first two statements and mentally nodded at the third one. So this was it. Her first job while on the crew of Calypso's Raider. It was going to be interesting indeed, she mused, still gazing out of the viewer. What was it going to be like, this new job she took on? She would be able to make it and not get kicked off? Yana let her hands loose and gathered her silk black hair, putting it all into a high bun that would keep the long strands from falling in her face while she work. Her brown eyes shifted down at the ground and quietly, she took in a breath. It was now and never, she thought and pulled herself away from the oddly relaxing view and just as silently as ever, made her way down the hall, scanning each doorway for her bed. She knew she was sharing her room with someone, but due to difference in schedules and times, she still didn't really know who her room mate was. Maybe now she would finally be able to see, but she wasn't going to hold her breath. Finally coming to it, she entered and opened the trunk that belonged to her. There was not much in it, especially no personal items. Just clothes and weapons. Yana pulled off the shirt and pants she was wearing and took out the black jumpsuit, donning it. She zipped it up in the front and then wrapped a black belt about her waist that had two holsters on either hip. Reaching into the trunk yet again, she brought her weapons out. Two pistols went into the holsters and the rile was slung over her shoulder. The woman seated herself on her bed and slid her feet into her black boots, zipping those up as well. She stood quietly and looked about herself. Well...there was nothing more to take. Except that. Yana reached over to the very small, almost makeshift stand and wrapped her hand about something, bringing it to her. She opened her hand and looked down at the item. A necklace with a metal shaped charm. She pulled it over her head and tucked it into her jumpsuit. She would never leave the ship without that charm. I guess...I'm ready then. Tag: Anyone -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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Darth_Elu Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 5/28 2:48pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE! - Date Edited: 5/28 2:51pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Darth_Elu
	Tristan Andrew III IC: Location ~Living Quarters Tristan rubbed his eyes due to lack of sleep from the previous night. Just couldn't get any. He had been left with the option of just reading a technical book of his, which wasn't much fun at all. Now however, he had gotten bored of it and set the reading material aside and fixed his glasses. The intercom beeped and he looked up. What did the Captain want at this time? "Okay, crew, first off, I want everyone to give Gerald a big round of applause for being the biggest idiot I've ever met in my life. Tristan chuckled a little to himself. That was the Captain and that was Gerald from what Tristan had seen of him already the past two months that he'd been part of the crew. Second, Dorothy's five hundredth birthday is coming up soon, and I want you all to get her a nice gift. Tristan laughed at this. Dorothy was not going to be pleased at that remark and by the sounds of it over the intercom, she wasn't. He'd bet three nanochips that the Captain of the crew was going to have some kind of bruise when he saw him next. Third, our next destination is Camalus. I've come in contact with a very rich gentleman who is in need of our assistance, so we're naturally going to oblige him. We should be there within the next few hours, so get in your last minute naps, bandage up any severed fingers you may have, put the dentures back in, and be ready for dock. Later." Tristan was quiet for the rest of the announcement. Not exactly enjoyed by it. Camalus? Camalus! Why do we have to go there!? With renewed rubbing of the eyes at a frustrated pace, his mind whirled. Ok. So he just wouldn't leave the ship, that's all. Yeah, he'd request to stay on...wait, he was the 'geek' of the crew...of course he'd stay on! Why was he worried? Yeah, just gotta calm down... The door opened. He looked up to see a woman walk in, not notice him, and begin to get ready while being oblivious to his presence in the room. When she actually started getting dresssed (Ah! What is she doing!?) he quickly turned away till he figured she was finished. The woman was also by the bed that he had never seen anyone by so far...so now he knew his room mate. A girl!? Yeah, well, that's nothing compared to Camalus...Still... He cleared his throat somewhat nervously, "Uh...heh..hi there? You in this room too then?" Tag: Yana -----signature----- Brittnee My love, my life E-married to the love of my life! "Ichigo! Come out and fight me, you *******!" Master to Yukari_Nahashi I am Death: RIP George Carlin
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Penguinator-176 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 5/28 3:58pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Annabel Jones Annabel smiled. "All right, Captain...but I have two conditions." She took a drag off the smoke, exhaling slowly. "First, I get my own private quarters furnished with the belongings you took from me. That means my luggage and especially my rifle." The blond man said nothing, so she continued. "Second, Captain, you let me be me. Do we have a deal?" Tag: Reynar -----signature----- "Don't try to take me away, like I can't live without you." . . . GDG
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Reynar_Tedros Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 5/28 8:15pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	IC: Dario Bastion "All right, Captain... but I have two conditions. First, I get my own private quarters furnished with the belongings you took from me. That means my luggage and especially my rifle. Second, Captain, you let me be me. Do we have a deal?" Oh, ultimatums. He liked her even more. "Oh, I have no problem letting you be you," Dario said in the same charming fashion that had made him notorious among the stars. "But I have a small condition of my own. You stop calling me Captain and start calling me Dario. I just don't think you screaming 'Captain' repeatedly will turn me on as much." He winked. Tag: Peng -----signature----- Gaming: Guitar Hero III, Mass Effect, Saints Row XBL GamerTag: martian janitor http://boards.theforce.net/non_star_wars_fan_fiction/b10808/28827381/p1/?2
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 5/28 9:22pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	IC as Yana Ilim Right as she finished adjusting the necklace so it wasn't pulling tight on the back of her neck and was about to leave the room, when she heard someone clearing their throat behind her. "Uh...heh..hi there? You in this room too then?" Yana stiffened, freezing in place for a moment before slowly turning to see who was there. A man, maybe a few years younger than herself and with the same coloring of the skin, though a slight blush across his face. She blinked in surprise at him and looked about the room, uncomfortably as she thought of what to say. "Uh...I suppose so. I...didn't know anyone was in here..." She stated quietly and looked his face over. In the very short amount of time she had been onboard, she hadn't really met any of the other crew members. Tag: Tristan -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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Radiance Registered: Sep '07	Date Posted: 5/29 2:09am Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	IC: Yamato An hour after Yamato had closed his eyes, they opened again. A thin, steady breath escaped his nose as his eyes adjusted. As was his custom, he scanned the room for people. As usual it was void of any life, save his own. He slowly stood, so as to not make himself dizzy with the sudden rush of blood to his brain. His right hand reached up and straightened his bandana, before he left his room. Space was cold. Being without a longsleeved garment was mostly a bad idea. Yamato traditionaly wore his tight sleevless shirt. For some reason the cold did not bother him much. He could withstand it's bite for quite some time without feeling uncomfortable. Eventually one just got used to the cold. The pirate made his way out, through the hallways and to the largest open area possible, the cargo hold. He untucked his shirt and pulled it off. He didn't want to get it dirty with the workout about to start. Yamato moved to push several crates out of the way, making a circular open space on the floor around him. His mind began to slow as movements came to him. His feet slid apart slowly. His right arm extended behind him and came into a drawing motion, across his chest, the muscles in his back flexing and stretching with the movement. Every movement slow. Deliberate. His right hand found itself on the hilt of Oni Ken. His eyes slowly moved down to gaze at the hilt. Faster than the eye could see, the blade was straight out in front of him, pointed up in the air. SHHHHHHHHHHHINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG The echo bounced off the walls and came back to Yamato's ears over and over again. That was his favorite sound in the world. And then Yamato's body began to move wildly. Slashing this way and that against a horde of invisible enemies. His huge blade whirling so quick in the air it was nothing but a silver memory. An onlooker would track the blade only by seeing the echo of the image in where it was moments before. Yamato began launching into a flurry of spinning round house kicks, integrating his body into his sword form. The speed of which his sword was moving was creating a constant thumping sound in the air. His sword arm shot up and slammed the hilt into his own throat, it spun around completely without harming him. As it completed it's revolution, Yamato caught it again and let it continue to spin in his palm as he lifted it above his head. He bent over and twisted the sword behind his back, bringing it up in his left hand and continuing his form. Finally, Yamato reached the end and had his long blade up in the air, spinning by itself after a light toss. Another roundhouse kick and he landed as if he had a hammer in his right hand, swinging down with nothing to kill his invisible foe. The hilt slapped into his hand even as he was moving and came slashing down in a powerful strike that would probably put a hole in the deck he was standing on. The tip stopped an inch from the floor.... leaving the metallic ring in the air once more. shhhiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggggggg Yamato let out a breath. His heart was beating rapidly. Sweat dotted his naked torso. His sword arm came up and he inspected his sword and his hand. His hand held the heavy sword as if it were nothing. Steady as stone. Good... 3 more times and I will be done... Yamato began to whirl again in complex movements... tag any. -----signature----- Darth_Allana, the best girl a man could ever ask for.... Some things are worth waiting for. Always Member of the Game Designers Guild
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NickLitYouAFlame Registered: Feb '07	Date Posted: 5/29 6:35pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Of Edward Deacon Camalus Edward leaned back and blew a puff of smoke. His tapped his wrench in time with the music, near loud enough to shatter a diamond. The cylindrical shape of his newly lit cigar, hung precariously at the tip of his lips. With every mouthed lyric it threatened to fall loose of his mouth. As if anticipating the nigh disaster, Edward wrapped his spindly fingers around the cigar and pulled it free of his teeth. Spitting a glorious wad of saliva from his mouth, Edward blew a smoke ring and surveyed his work. He smiled and replaced his cigar. Perched before him, in all of it’s magnificence, lay a perfectly vintage hover-car. A sleek candy red, the beautiful piece of machinery was the essence of the Golden Era. Even Edward Deacon, a rich boy runaway brat from Hera, could appreciate the masterful craftsmanship of such a classic. And, what a classic it was. And yet, nothing came without it’s own flaws. Namely limited holdout in space. And that was a vital part of his plan, escaping Camalus, the planet he had been stranded on for three weeks. But, that was before he had found his beauty. As garbage, it was radiant. A star of it’s accord, Edward hadn’t a choice but to take it in and shelter it. After patching it’s sores, Edward was testing his mettle against turning her into a space-worthy craft. It was a project, to be sure, but not one that Edward had taken on lightly. It had been 48 hours, since he had even seen sheets. He had also managed to find a few other stints along the way. Edward was currently running on stale coffee and the pounding that the music was incurring in his temples. In the last three days, Edward had garnered eleven complaints, but he continued, not phased in the slightest. No one gave a **** what you did in the poor district. Even on a harmonic planet like Camalus; poverty was still poverty, and rich bastards remained true to their nature. Edward had rented a small flat about a week ago, blowing his food money. He had no idea how he was going to keep paying for rent, so he was hoping that he could be seeing stars by the time payment day came around. Getting vittles, was less of a problem, because Edward was no stranger to late night prowling. He had scouted out a house, a few blocks away, that had three fruit trees growing behind it. And, he could kick down a few doors to fill the rest of his spacious diet. No, his only qualm was the magnitude of work that his little sky-honey was asking of him. Edward was jumping at whispers of wind and creaks of doors. His nerves were shot and he was nearly at breaking point. But, he had a deadline. So, he worked around his snappy attitude and irritability. He tried to shoulder past his growing sense of dread that despite his commitment, he would never get his ship sky-worthy. That he would never join a pirate crew and would forever be denied endless plunder and all that. It was a kid’s dream, but Edward didn’t want to let go of his fading childhood just yet. Edward, giving into his anger, threw his a screwdriver down and pushed his cigar into a smoking ash tray. Edward hurriedly covered his baby with a sheet and stepped out of his tiny garage. With trembling hands, Edward succumbed to the call of his cigarette pack. He flipped open his lighter and lit up. A cool wave of toxins calmed Edward’s tremors and soothed his aching head. The drugs could do nothing to wipe his fear of failure, though. It roamed unchecked, wreaking havoc on Edward’s already stretched mind. The Deacon boy traced a path to the richer district of Camalus. Tag: You know, whoever and stuff. I figure it will be a while before you folks show up here, so I am making myself comfortable. No rush. -----signature----- Flannel Shoes
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Penguinator-176 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 5/29 9:43pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Annabel Jones Annabel smiled, so icily cool that one would have sworn the temperature had just dropped about ten degrees. Cheeky, she thought, wishing that he was within reach of her fists. Maybe I'll just suffocate you in your sleep, how about that? "Be careful what you wish for, Captain. I've killed men for saying less." She looked him dead in the eye. You remember this, Dario Bastion. I never forget a mark against me.[i] This time, there was no smile. But as swiftly as the moment came, so too did it pass. Annabel was suddenly her usual, sultry self, which in itself could be more terrifying than her "I kill for sport" phases. It wasn't the slinky way her hips moved, it was the way she went from killer to killer queen. "And I'm flattered that you think of me that way, [i]Captain Bastion, but office romances rarely work out. I wouldn't want to be a distraction. Now, you're really going to have to let me out of this cell if I'm to be of any use." Annabel Jones enjoyed this game too much. Tag: Reynar -----signature----- "Don't try to take me away, like I can't live without you." . . . GDG
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AlphaRay Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 5/30 6:06pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Reynar Approved Name: Jerome Grant Nickname: Dozer Gender: Male Age: 23 Homeworld: Kronos Appearance: A large, hulking black man with bulging muscles. He has a thin black frohawk hairstyle with a tigress cut beard and a large diamond earring in his left earlobe. Myriad tattoos line his arms and back. He mostly wears a black tanktop with dark jeans and heavy boots. Personality: Quiet, only speaks when necessary. Hates cold weather. Backstory: Jerome "Dozer" Grant was born on Kronos beneath the neon lights of Big Willy's, a notorious bar that housed gangsters, hustlers, and pimps. His mother was a poor prostitute who spent what little money she had on gambling and drugs, raising her son in a deprived home. After his mother died, Jerome, at the age of seventeen, left his home and moved to the busiest city in Kronos to become a bouncer. It was here that he garnered the alias "Dozer" thanks to his dominating stature, and also learned to keep his mouth shut. At the bar one night, a fight broke out between two men, one of them the captain of a pirate ship. Seeking to leave Kronos, Dozer assisted the pirate in the fight, and was introduced to Dario Bastion. Now, Dozer sails the stars on Calypso's Raider, seeking to escape his unfortunate past. *Miscellaneous: Is very skilled in hand-to-hand combat, having inflicted a myriad of broken bones as a bouncer on Kronos. However, he is a poor shot with a gun, mostly because he's never had to use one. -----signature----- "You must begin by gaining power over yourself; then another; then a group, an order, a world, a species, a group of species... finally, the galaxy itself." RPF Protégé of darth_nemisis
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Darth_Elu Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 6/2 6:06pm Subject: RE: Calypso's Raider - Pirates of the Caribbean.... in SPACE!
	Tristan Andrews III IC: Location ~Personal Quarters, Calypso's Raider Tristan straightened his glasses nervously as he watched the woman stiffen at the sound of his voice. When she murmured that she hadn't known anyone was there he chuckled a bit. "Yeah...heh...been here the whole time, actually. Was resting then reading my book and then you waltzed in," he took a breath, "so uh...what's your name and how long you been with us?" Tag: Yana -----signature----- Brittnee My love, my life E-married to the love of my life! "Ichigo! Come out and fight me, you *******!" Master to Yukari_Nahashi I am Death: RIP George Carlin
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