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Bad Record

Bad Record

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Oct 7, 2015
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ON HOLD this piece of crap work needs a shit ton of renovation. feel free to browse if you so please, though. BLURB : Carrison Harolds hates dealing with people. Mortis Nuntius enjoys dealing with people. In this world, Carrison is nothing more then a criminal with an ugly record and a pretty face. He's the kind of guy you never want to meet in a dark alley way or even ever meet. He's sick of the life he's living and being unable to change it. But when something knocks the cotton from his brain and finally clears his thoughts, he realises that it was already too late to change things. Since he's already dead. Then he meets Mortis, a fascinating soul that brings depth to his life. Mortis answers Carrison's questions (though not always directly) and they simultaneously discover themselves.
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