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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 9:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 9:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 7:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 7:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 9:57 am
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"There is nothing other than the One True Way Heaven and Earth profit from this single Virtue
Clyde pressed the small red eye on his mask twice, having his exoskeleton shed off and transform back into the briefcase. If everyone was on break, Clyde might as well do a bit of stretching. Why he did it outside of his suit, was simply because he felt like use his real body.
Underneath the exoskeleton, remarkably, was his civilian clothing. The same burgundy hoodie and beige cargo pants. The Leaguer took out the small bags of rocks that were in his hoodie pouch and took off the shirt, showing a black underarmor type t-shirt. Clyde then began to do a variety of warm-up exercises and stretches. "So," He said grunting as he began doing push-ups with his fingers. "Archer, what did ol' Brink do last time? Did he come at you guys, or did you lead the the assault?" Clyde needed to know since he wasn't like the meta. Brink's power drew it's strength from passive attacks; He didn't go to people, people came to him. Clyde was different. He could do either one.
The fluttering feather knows this secret To be settled during confusion is to be enlightened and pure." - Unknown
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 10:34 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 7:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 8:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 8:37 pm
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