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creepypasta at O'dark-hundred, in a still-unfamiliar apartment, in a room with two doors behind me, which is small enough to actually feel/hear unfamiliar resonance from my sub and quiet enough to hear small details in songs.

not the most brilliant thing I've ever done.

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I love it when raids drop so much gear for me. being one of two/three plate-wearers, and the only one who runs as tank or DPS (the paladins always heal), makes for a lot of loot.

of course, one of those paladins got butthurt because I got the DPS gear, even though he always brings his warrior when he gets to DPS, so we need to find a new healer by Sunday....