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fandomhighdorms2011-04-22 09:02 pm
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Third Floor Common Room [Friday, Evening]
Final day of the last week of the semester, and Chuck was celebrating getting through his classes and out the other side in his own special way, by shooting things... Okay, people. But 'things' sounded so much less creepy. They were only pixelated people, it really wasn't so bad. They weren't real!
Of course, with the way he talked intermittently at the screen while he was playing, it might seem like he thought otherwise. "Oh come on, how do you keep running, I just shot you in the head!" The well-muscled guy with the large gun didn't seem inclined to drop dead from Chuck's whinging, so he figured he'd just have to keep on shooting.
It was ironic, really, that he disliked guns so much in real life.
[[Open common room, as usual!]]
Of course, with the way he talked intermittently at the screen while he was playing, it might seem like he thought otherwise. "Oh come on, how do you keep running, I just shot you in the head!" The well-muscled guy with the large gun didn't seem inclined to drop dead from Chuck's whinging, so he figured he'd just have to keep on shooting.
It was ironic, really, that he disliked guns so much in real life.
[[Open common room, as usual!]]