*A computer print-out picture is tacked anonymously to the main dormitory bulletin board. It appears to have been stabbed several times by a small knife of some sort.*
His head's been removed. Obscured, really. Then again, if something is obscured it has been removed, hasn't it? My perception is what exists around me, and beyond that, I cannot ascertain anything. Life's stage, then, happens in increments.
*Peels the paper off the wall, and begins folding it intricately. Looks up. Notices the look on notrosencrantz's face. Smooths the paper and sticks it back on the wall.*
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"Yeah, man," he says to no one in particular. "I totally agree."
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His head's been removed. Obscured, really. Then again, if something is obscured it has been removed, hasn't it? My perception is what exists around me, and beyond that, I cannot ascertain anything. Life's stage, then, happens in increments.
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She's had a very long evening though, and heads out to join those nice guys she met for drinks in town.
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I don't even know any captains named Jack.
*broods*
Vengence will be ours, Hamlet.