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Command ZEROQuinlan Brennan grunted as he drove a nail deep into the plank his best friend, Anahera Wyght, held up for him. The two seventeen year olds were working on a rather large playhouse for Quinlan’s younger brother to use, which would get him out from under his mother’s feet for a few hours every so often. He was a lanky young man with the appearance of being underfed, a reminder of the near foot he had grown the previous summer. He had intelligent grey eyes that missed nothing, but were well noted in the neighborhood for the mischievous glint that seemed to eternally sparkle in them; a mess of auburn hair that hung low over his brow, mCommand ZERO
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- Interests: Reading, Writing, Video Games, Assorted Weaponry
- Favourite movie: Sword of the Stranger
- Favourite band or musician: Abingdon Boys School
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Laura Resnick
- Favourite game: Halo 3 (at least until I get my hands on ODST)
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360
- Personal Quote: Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not.
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Chaos reigned around here lately, sorry for the reply that never came.
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