OTTO MARKS
GRYFFINDOR
GYFFINDOR SIXTH YEAR
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Post by OTTO MARKS on Oct 18, 2009 16:34:36 GMT -5
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy [/size] Otto hummed to himself, a simple tune that echoed down the empty hallway. For some reason exploring this captivating place bored the other students. Otto just didn't understand how and why they thought this, or how they could have came up with other stuff to do. IMing on the internet was such a bore, there was no way to tell if the people you were talking to, were really the people you thought they were. Giant suits of armor vs that tiny little screen. Who wouldn't choose the armor?
He lightly tapped his fingers against the chest armor of one. Such intriguing designs all over the little metal encasing. A rose here, a snake there, and some other types of animals. A light smile over took his face as he stood gazing at the helmet of one. Such a feeble protection he thought to himself, biting at his lip. "There are so many different ways to hurt the head with this thing protecting it." he muttered to himself, standing up on his toes to get a better look. "Useless." he decide walking on the the next one, his red eyes carefully looking for his next target.
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