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==Embracing Rule Breaking== | ==Embracing Rule Breaking== | ||
SIM summary here, like so: ''Arriving to a unwanted assignment Alexander Morningstar searches for his next victim.'' | SIM summary here, like so: ''Arriving to a unwanted assignment Alexander Morningstar searches for his next victim.'' | ||
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:: He loved it. It sang to his heart and straight to the loyal readers. Those with sense anyway, But somehow not his superiors. No instead he was put on a Federation ship and sent to a remote Starbase to cover a...Family reunion. Daddy issues didn’t sell unless you were famous. He was no exception; his father was a shuttle pilot and far away from him growing up. Though he never complained. He didn;t have room for another personal shuttle pilot in his life. :: | :: He loved it. It sang to his heart and straight to the loyal readers. Those with sense anyway, But somehow not his superiors. No instead he was put on a Federation ship and sent to a remote Starbase to cover a...Family reunion. Daddy issues didn’t sell unless you were famous. He was no exception; his father was a shuttle pilot and far away from him growing up. Though he never complained. He didn;t have room for another personal shuttle pilot in his life. :: | ||
oO You never do too much in excess unless it was liquid or female oO | oO You never do too much in excess unless it was liquid or female oO | ||
:: It was a personal rule, and a modern man such as he didn’t discriminate on taste. Never liquid, or female. He was dressed to the nine’s of course and he strolled through the building looking curiously for his first victim. Mutiny aboard the constitution? Scandal between crewmates? Quickly however he felt a tap on the shoulder and it seemed to realise he wasn’t invited. | :: It was a personal rule, and a modern man such as he didn’t discriminate on taste. Never liquid, or female. He was dressed to the nine’s of course and he strolled through the building looking curiously for his first victim. Mutiny aboard the constitution? Scandal between crewmates? Quickly however he felt a tap on the shoulder and it seemed to realise he wasn’t invited. | ||
oO Perhaps she had a story to retell to an audience Oo | oO Perhaps she had a story to retell to an audience Oo | ||
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