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Never heard of the dude but thought he might be Will Smith's kiddo, and Wikipedia confirmed that. Thanks for the info. 😛
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Guys I'm so sorry here but I'm on call today and I'm now up to my 6th call. It's been crazy. I'm having to go back to the hospital so cannot put out anything until I return. There might be temp results from another mod
Guys I'm so sorry here but I'm on call today and I'm now up to my 6th call. It's been crazy. I'm having to go back to the hospital so cannot put out ... until I return. There might be temp results from another mod
I uh... used to take dance classes when I was a teeny kiddo (probably 3 or 4) and one day they asked everyone their favorite song for some reason and had us sing it. Everyone else was singing something like "Happy Birthday" or "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" etc etc. Not I! I stood up, very proud of myself, and started singing "Livin La Vida Loca". All the adults were shocked, and I was very proud of myself.
This series of posts is useless and again is based on purely speculative math, but it is a GREAT way to look like you're helping. Completely surprised pippy of all people not only hasn't called you out on it but is following along with this useless BS
Also - your plan is to lynch a 3p so village has an extra day to fail miserably at lynching wolves? Okay
I'm getting the feeling you don't care because you're a convert and know if this works it'll go to a night cycle and you can win
January 3, 1999
7:03 PM
Carly and Nick arrived back at the Space Needle. The guards recognized them and let them up.
They took the elevator to the top, and then the stairs down to the closet, which was luckily still unlocked.
A flick of the wrist lit it up so they could see.
The time machine was still situated on the floor, in all of its broken glory.
Nick pulled out the photos.
"Okay, there should be a pile of toys in the back corner?"
He said, without confidence.
Carly went over to the back, stepping over various other tools and cleaning equipment.
In the corner shown in the picture, there was actually a stack of rags and mop heads within a large bucket.
"Is it in here?" Carly wondered out loud.
She removed several rags and the mop heads.
Sure enough, there was a pile of toys underneath them.
"What the--" she muttered.
Nick came over and knelt down, peeking over her shoulder to see.
She continued to move toys out from the bucket.
At the very bottom of the bucket was a set of ID cards.
She pulled out a driver's license for a "Jackson Schiffer"
The birth date on it was April 7, 1989. The expiration date listed was April 7, 2022.
"Check this out." She gave it to Nick.
She pulled up another card. It was a company ID at Toys"R"Us. The picture looked just like the man from the driver's license but the name on it was Adam Weaver.
More cards showed up with the name Adam Weaver: another driver's license, expired credit cards, and a gun permit.
"Oh my god. We have to go now. Where's a phone?"
"I don't have a phone!"
"Well, then pray that we're able to find Cliff quickly or else we're screwed. We need to go."
"Okay, do you want to go up to look for him, and I'll wait downstairs?"
"No, we can't get separated. Let's go run together."
Carly and Nick cautiously exited the closet to make sure no one was watching, and then bee-lined it upstairs to the observation deck.
It was hard to differentiate the security guards from each other, especially amongst the crowd of people.
"Okay Carly, trust me on this. We need to spread out and meet back by the elevators in two minutes. I'll go left, and you go right. One of us is bound to find him that way."
"Okay. Two minutes."
They split up. Sure enough, Carly ran into Cliff on her path.
"Cliff! Thank god! We need your help. We think we know who is behind this and where to find them, but we're worried they're dangerous."
"What? Who?"
"Cliff, I'll tell you on the way, we have to grab Nick and get going now. Can you come with us for protection?"
"Yeah, of course."
The two rushed back to the elevators where Nick was already waiting.
"I'm glad you found him alright. You guys ready?"
"Yes." Carly said.
"I guess so." Cliff said uncertainly.
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Downstairs, they all piled in to a car loaned to Cliff by one of the other guards.
Carly directed him to a toy store south of Seattle.
By the time they arrived, the store was just closing.
"We have to wait for him to come out." Carly said.
"Who?" Cliff asked
"I'll tell you when I see him."
They sat in the empty parking lot in the dark. The lights were still on in the store as employees were tidying up at the end of the day.
She watched as each one left individually.
Finally, she recognized him.
"That's the one! Let's go!"
She opened the car door and ran over to approach him before the others could warn her to be careful.
They tried to quickly follow behind to make sure she stayed safe.
"Hey! You! I have a bone to pick with you!"
The man looked up and locked eyes.
They didn't recognize each other, but based on her anger, he had her figured out.
His lips curled up in to an evil smile.
"You should be thanking me!"
"You did this to us! Why??"
"This is for the best! For everyone! We're in a time of age that is better and safer than any other period."
"But you ripped us apart from our lives! We were happy. Time is still going to move forward and we're going to be at exactly the same place we were before, you'll still have to live through it all!"
"And we'll just keep going back. Time travel is funny like that! You can keep recycling time over, and over again."
Carly started crying.
"I hate you and what you've done!"
Cliff looked at her and empathized with her pain.
"This is not going to keep happening. There are a lot of us who are going to make sure of that." Cliff spoke out.
He withdrew a gun from its holster, cocked it, and then pointed it at their enemy.
"Hahaha. You can shoot me, but that isn't going to change anything."
The man reached into his trench coat and was grabbing on to something.
"Besides, mine is bigger."
He pulled out a large gun. A... Nerf gun?
"Don't worry, it might look like a toy, but the bullets are real."
Before anyone could blink, he aimed at the crew.
It was at that moment that the unthinkable happened.
A lion had seemed to appear out of no where and leaped in front of the heroes.
A gunshot was heard and the lion fell to the floor.
"That's enough."
Cliff aimed again at the man and fired. Dead is
@ziggyandjazzyToys R Us Employee, Vengeful Wolf(who may take someone on their lynch with them)
They looked and saw the fallen man.
Where everyone had imagined a lion just laid a simple, happy meal box.
It is now Day 7. Night will close at 7 AM PST (10 AM EST)