Difference between revisions of "Brick (Technocrat)/Contacts"

Revision as of 14:34, 25 September 2013

Cig: Stone. Stoner friend. Girl problems? Mom problems? Knows where the Earth drugs at. Not as gay as we'd thought.

Van: Tiny. Stressed. Rich. Likes my boots. I like. How do you get proles to buy you an aerospace manufacturing complex?

Bryn: Great fencer. Not as male as we'd thought. Real into that dead lady. Wish I could say I was into that, but if you're gonna make me watch lezzes they should at least. Both. Be alive. Man of high standards.

Gil: Strong impression you've mistaken SoCal for the trackless African savannah circa King Solomon's Mines. Sorry I set fire to all the things that one time.

Luke: Talks faster than me. Wanna take a lawnmower to his hair. Won't admit to being magic. Frustrating. Enjoyed, would be frustrated again.

Foster: So many preachers in this town. At least this one doesn't seem to be turning his crazy into magic. One headache fewer.

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 *[[Bryn]]: Great fencer. Not as male as we'd thought. Real into that dead lady. Wish I could say I was into that, but if you're gonna make me watch lezzes they should at least. Both. Be alive. Man of high standards.
-*[[Gil]]: Strong impression you've mistaken SoCal for the trackless African savanna circa King Solomon's Mines. Sorry I set fire to all the things that one time.
+*[[Gil]]: Strong impression you've mistaken SoCal for the trackless African savannah circa King Solomon's Mines. Sorry I set fire to all the things that one time.
 *[[Luke]]: Talks faster than me. Wanna take a lawnmower to his hair. Won't admit to being magic. Frustrating. Enjoyed, would be frustrated again.