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Post by Lurr'n ♥ on Jan 25, 2007 23:58:37 GMT -5
Name: Felix Black Age: 30 Height: 6' Hair color: Dk. Brown Eye color: Blue Social class: Upper middle Occupation: Oral Hygienist / serial killer Hometown: Sydnie Introduction: Felix shook his head in mild dissapointment as he walked through the bookstore, looking over the "new releases" table. 90% of what would ever be published was a sorry excuse for literature. He would know; he read furiously. The man let out a deep sigh of remorse for those poor authors' dignity, and proceeded to saunter over to one of his favorite sections: True Crime. The man, in his jeans and t-shirt, strode through the isles to a lonesome corner of the store, and lightly perused the shelves. He'd seen most of it before, handfuls of books on the Manson murders, on The Zodiac, on Richard Ramirez... oh dear lord, what was that? Felix paused and reached out a tenative hand to a small book, maybe a hundred or two pages, called: "How to Play Blackjack: A guide through the mind and deeds of a serial killer." He scoffed and the corners of his mouth turned upward in a sly grin. Plucking the paperback book from it's place on the shelf, he flipped through it, and almost burst out laughing. A book! A book about HIM! He'd made it to the front page on several occasions, but a book about his work? He was flattered, almost humbled, even. Tucking the book under his arm, he walked back to the front of the store, chuckling to himself. He HAD to buy it.
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