Nixon 0 Posted February 3, 2016 #1 Share Posted February 3, 2016 (edited) Nixon sits down on a bench in the middle of the city, looking around at all the people "So many things to do and no direction on where to start. Oh how I loath this game, oh, how i loath this game. the troublesome people and unnecessary needeth to prove oneself. And yet, methinks I should save those folk but wherefore? what pushes me doth so?" Nixon mutters to himself, he looks around but sees nothing interesting "I shan't wend solo but i has't anyone to join me" Edited February 3, 2016 by Nixon Link to post Share on other sites
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