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[nishizono]

hey, fellow prisoners! or should i say guests? having some trouble with the technical definitions lately.

i need some help. personal reasons. it's more of a crafts project, and i don't have anything to trade any of you - all the good shit i had are currently confiscated, sorry about that. anyway, here's the list of things i'm looking for:

- 1 box condoms
- 1 roll copper wire
- 2 metal files (1 long, 1 short)
- 1 roll electrical tape
- 1 liter acrylic paint, any color
- 1 car battery
- 1 telepath
- 1 roll fairy lights

if anyone can point me in the right direction, or if anyone's willing to help pull this together, i'll owe you something. we can negotiate.

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[shashka]

[ CHILD YOU'RE ON. ]

Tell me the time and place and I'll meet you there, kid.

[ ...how did it come to this? really. ]

[nishizono]

[ who knows, it's magical! this is the best idea ever. ]

rooftop of the hotel. i'm there right now. bring whatever you need.

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[shashka]

I'll be there.

[ some people might question the intelligence of this decision, Ocelot included. but the fact of the matter was, he wasn't going to let a slight against John stand like this. ]

[nishizono]

see you, loser!

[ over here ]