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NIKOLA TESLA - FROM THE FUTUREThe year is 2306.NIKOLA TESLA - FROM THE FUTURE
It is quiet. The only sound heard in this once-great-city turned wasteland is the scuttling of rats and cockroaches, scavenging off of the ruins left from man’s folly. Nikola Tesla shudders. The smell of burning is still thick in the air, as is the scent of blood.
He looks down at the small piece of machinery in his hands, turning it over as if examining it. It is useless now. With a deep, dejected sigh he slumps against the wall behind him, sliding to the ground. They could have prevented this. If only they had had theses things sooner, if only they had known sooner, all of this could have bee
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- Current Residence: Inside my head.
- Interests: Blood, reading bad fanfiction, collecting coats, and being awful.
- Favourite band or musician: Depeche Mode, Rammstein, Fiona Apple, Judas Priest and The Doors.
- Favourite genre of music: Anything but country or rap (or anything approximating either).
- Favourite artist: Pickman.
- Favourite poet or writer: Michael Crichton
- Favourite photographer: My Goat.
- Favourite style of art: 'Good'?
- Operating System: ALL of my systems are operating perfectly well, thank you very much.
- MP3 player of choice: Sansa!
- Shell of choice: >>Insert overused joke feigning ignorance of the definition of 'shell'<<
- Wallpaper of choice: WAAAIIIINSCOTTING
- Skin of choice: Any epidermis will do, I'm not picky.
- Favourite game: GOD.
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo 64
- Favourite cartoon character: Me. As a velociraptor. With feathers. Yes.
- Personal Quote: "Dude, I would *totally* eat a person.
- Tools of the Trade: My wits alone.
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- Email: panizenia@aol.com
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The carrot...with the top still on. It's more festive that way.
Stupid French people and their stupid French words.
The pie of anger does not work on the perpetually cheerful
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Roses are red, violets are blue, if I'm schizophrenic, then I am too.
And if our good fortune never comes, here's to whatever comes.
Nobody likes colliding with a Welshman. Nobody.
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The carrot...with the top still on. It's more festive that way.
Stupid French people and their stupid French words.
The pie of anger does not work on the perpetually cheerful
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Roses are red, violets are blue, if I'm schizophrenic, then I am too.
And if our good fortune never comes, here's to whatever comes.
Nobody likes colliding with a Welshman. Nobody.
And I think that you are far too hard on yourself art-wise.
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The carrot...with the top still on. It's more festive that way.
Stupid French people and their stupid French words.
The pie of anger does not work on the perpetually cheerful
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