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Other info: OOC

My main blog is www.vampirekoala95.tumblr.com
I’m just a fan rp blog that I use to piss around with. |D</description><title>Legal Assassin at your service.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @the-repoman)</generator><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>dosmondmols:

killerhuggbees:

areyoucomingtothetree:

sirseahors...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="245" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yKGTI1uqBTY?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dosmondmols.tumblr.com/post/8328183461"&gt;dosmondmols&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://killerhuggbees.tumblr.com/post/8328128965"&gt;killerhuggbees&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://areyoucomingtothetree.tumblr.com/post/8328107380"&gt;areyoucomingtothetree&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sirseahorse.tumblr.com/post/8326604972"&gt;sirseahorse&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;oh my god&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL MY BONERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;OH&lt;br/&gt;SHIT&lt;br/&gt;YES HNNNNGHHHGFHF&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;this is the best video i have ever seen&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;((ALL MY BONERS. UNF.))&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328256063</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328256063</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 00:47:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Pretty sure you've always wanted to see me naked.. Well.. I'm feeling pretty adventurous today so go to datelink6(dot)com (switch [dot] with .) then sign up and find my profile under the username 'lolsummer69'. I hid my face in the pictures. but I want you to guess who I am and then hit me up on Facebook lol. Good luck.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp0xl550u71ql462x.gif" width="275" height="135"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328146504</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328146504</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 00:44:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Hey retard make $ with your computer or enjoy your low paying job.. go to articlelink4[dot]com</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmuhmgU0Be1qhp4ni.gif"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328140294</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328140294</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 00:44:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>No? Really? God, that isn't what I was anticipating. They take all the fight out of you already, Doc Wallace?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
*calling after him, knowing he'll respond to her next jibe- and counting on it.* Wouldn't you hate for something to happen to Shilo while you're in this broken condition?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You know what? &lt;em&gt;[He throws his scalpel at her, sticking it in her forehead. When her body drops, he turns away and continues his route.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328114287</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/8328114287</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 00:43:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>((OOC: Augh, I'm sorry I haven't been on this account in forever guys. I've just been busy with summer and work and shit. I'll try and be on more! :D))</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I wonder how many followers I lost.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/7462625233</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/7462625233</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2011 15:17:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>*pauses* Wait, you'll think about it? Can you hurry up? I want to get to slicing and dicing! Or I'll get impatient, Doc Wallace...*She smirks.*</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He begins to walk away.]&lt;/em&gt; I’ve thought about it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The answer is no.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/7462546705</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/7462546705</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2011 15:14:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>((OOC: portalportalportalportal))&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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*calling after him* Are you positive, Doc Wallace? *picking up his scalpel and skipping up to him, swinging the knife around her fingers.* It could be such fun! Much more fun than running back to GeneCo when you're called, like some ridiculous lapdog. You could keep Shilo safe- kill anyone in her way, and nobody would be able to stop you.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
And of course you would give me a bit of leeway when it comes to my own mercenary jobs. Everyone wins! *smiling at him, tossing the scalpel from hand to hand* What do you say, Doc Wallace? Pretty, pretty please?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ll think about it…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6725004751</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6725004751</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2011 12:06:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>willconqueror 1 and wittyinthetardis started following you.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hello, pleased to meet you.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6724954181</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6724954181</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2011 12:04:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>*She tilts the scalpel so that it catches the light and brings it swinging down, kissing Nathan lightly on the cheek.* Either you do it, you hire me to do it, or my trigger finger gets twitchy. Hey, here's an idea! We work together. Wouldn't that just be fun? I think it'd be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
*She wraps her arms around him, laying her head on her shoulder.* Just you, me, a semi-automatic, and your little knives. What do you say, love?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;But… No…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now if you’ll leave me, I have a schedule to keep. &lt;em&gt;[He shrugs her off, walking away.]&lt;/em&gt; I only want you gone…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;((OOC: lul portal reference in there.))&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6570433432</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6570433432</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 20:07:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh, okay...thank GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Uhm, so, about those cameras...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ll take them down immediately…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6514378035</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6514378035</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2011 02:07:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Which one was it this time? Luigi? He does like to pick on people. And Amber can be so judgmental...my, my. Putting filthy lies into your daughter's innocent head! What kind of monsters are they?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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*She takes his hand with the scalpel in it and holds it up, turning his wrist back and forth.* Wouldn't it be easier if they all just...disappeared?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[A dazed look appears in his eyes. Red flashes across his field of vision.]&lt;/em&gt; Y-yes…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6514372992</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6514372992</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2011 02:06:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Well, some people were telling me that mom was with Rotti when she was pregnant...and he has cameras in my room 'cause I'm his daughter and stuff....and that's why he's so mean to you...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No, precious… You’re my daughter, that much is certain…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6470039259</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6470039259</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2011 19:47:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My, my, aren't you sensitive. *She rubs his shoulders casually, talking as though nothing is happening.* Something happen with Shilo, Doc? Or maybe something at work? &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Heh. I bet it was the Largos pushing you around again. You really should stand up for yourself sometimes, Doc Wallace.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No… Please leave me alone…!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6470022024</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6470022024</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2011 19:46:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Aww, I'm sorry. Hey, I have an idea! What if I helped you, Doc Wallace? I happen to be EXCELLENT at getting rid of unwanted persons. Just say the word. ;)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;How about no? Unless you can help me by getting rid of yourself!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6426675190</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6426675190</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2011 15:09:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Dad, tell me honestly...is...is Rotti Largo my real father?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Wh-what? No! What ever gave you that idea?!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6426665990</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6426665990</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2011 15:09:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I don't want anything really, I'm just making small-talk. Don't you like talking with me, doc?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No, not really. No.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6406861172</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6406861172</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 23:21:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Imagine, if you will, Doc Wallace- a man comes home from the hospital, new organs all shiny and working beautifully to keep him healthy. His wife hugs him, relieved that he's made it home safe. His daughter clings to his heels and he carries her inside. They're just happy that he is alive, and nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Now look down. *She gestures at the eviscerated corpse.* Oops.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You’re distracting me from work - please leave.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6355184156</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6355184156</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 11:50:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I wasn't complaining about the killing, gorgeous, but about the effectiveness of it. We didn't last dead, now did we? &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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It's kind of a little sad how now you are failing to do  the only thing you were good forl.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He sighs angrily.]&lt;/em&gt; And what do you want from me, exactly?!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6355164431</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6355164431</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 11:49:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Like you killed me last time? Like you killed that other chick who's came back recently?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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Okay, then.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Because none of you kept your damn mouths shut!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6333964034</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6333964034</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2011 18:53:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>*She persists.* A family, maybe. What if he was the only one who could work in their family? What if he got that organ transplant in order to keep the rest of his family alive? What if you've doomed them- hell, he might've had a wife and daughter. Doing what he had to. Ringing any bells, Doc Wallace?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He stops for a second, his eyes growing wide.]&lt;/em&gt; G-Get out.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6333929394</link><guid>http://the-repoman.tumblr.com/post/6333929394</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2011 18:52:50 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
