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[gunner, d9 ₊⊹ 👹 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ.]

        

Getting reaped wasn't as much of a freight train as laying eyes on him. An ocean-blue gaze and heap of black hair, Magnus's favorite blend of aesthetics. He was reluctant to even grasp a weapon when his feet stomped into the training center but for this lad, he would gladly and absolutely pick up something more than a weighted blade. 

The edges of Magnus's mouth arched as he inched nearer to this raven-haired beau. 

"There must be a rainbow outside because it feels so gay in here!" 

[ryan]

Looking around at the people here, I coud only image what or where they came from.  From the looks of it, not much, seeing as most of them just seemed like they didnt know what they were doing here.  I didnt even know what I was doing here.  I just kept training, because that is what I learned from when I was a wee smol.  Train and train, and train until I go on and win this thing so I can go home.

But then I noticed a mysterious man who was sashaying his way towards me. 

"Gay you say?  Hmmmm.  I dont know.  Im pretty sure its rainy and gloomy."