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Anonymous B joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 26 minutes later[^][v]#336,785
Shut up fatty
stickybuns !bENfolDsOU joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 19 minutes later, 45 minutes after the original post[^][v]#336,788
OOOHHHHHH COOMMMMEEELLLLLYYYYYY. I WILL BE WITH YOU WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR BRAAAAVVVVVEEEEE; CHASING THE OOOONNNLLLLYYYYY MEANINGFUL MEMORY YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD LEEEEEEEEFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT
Alcoholic Green !OAFoAfh8j. joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 4 hours later, 5 hours after the original post[^][v]#336,828
It's the apocalypse, son.
Anonymous E joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 3 hours later, 8 hours after the original post[^][v]#336,834
Apocalypse is a relative term. It will not be as grand as you hope. It will not cure your misery and insignificance. It will come and go and you will still have a fat nigger cock down your cum filled throat.
squeegee joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 8 hours later, 16 hours after the original post[^][v]#336,848
I believe this same feeling inspired the civil rights movement.
Anonymous G joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 12 minutes later, 16 hours after the original post[^][v]#336,849
@previous (squeegee)
Steel Wing had little to no experience with complex manipulations of the electronic variety; the best he’d ever done was rebuilding a radio and getting a fridge to function. Still anything was worth a try, and he did know when to stop before it was too late. Searching through his bag for anything to remove the panel from the wall Steel Wing found the golden banded key card he’d picked up without realizing.
“It can’t be that simple.†Steel Wing complained aloud to the universe in general. He was almost reluctant to try it, for fear of it really being so easy. He quickly swiped the card and waited. There was silence for a while and there was a click and hissing sound shortly after. The sound of machinery forcing metal against metal dominated the small corridor. Then the horrible grinding screech of a Stable door being pulled open caused Steel Wing to lie down with his hooves over his ears.
This time Steel Wing decided to be angry at Discord. The futility of trying to get the spirit of chaos feel bad for him made Steel Wing laugh in his head while he cowered from the sound of the sliding door.
When the noise finally ended and the echoes died away, Steel Wing stood up and shook away the ringing in his head. The corridor on the other side of the door looked quite a bit like a Stable. Compared to Mexicolt’s other Stables this one looked intact and fairly clean; save for the dust that had settled on everything the slavers hadn’t touched, so there was a lot of dust.
Anonymous H joined in and replied with this 14 years ago, 15 hours later, 1 day after the original post[^][v]#336,923