by The Aristocrat » Sun Oct 19, 2014 8:18 pm
Having waited for a rescue for too long, Samson decided it was time to go through with his plan. He focused as much as he could, focused on the memory of the keys the guards had. Another splitting headache. He could feel them slowly manifesting. His nose started bleeding. He almost had them... Almost. After about ten minutes he had a set of keys, which he used to unlock his door.
im leaving cs
im not even sorry
well actually i am
Well CS, it was a good run, eh? But I've got more important things to concern myself with,life must go on. I love you all and I shall miss you. So from me, it's goodbye.