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Post by Lacey Cadavre on Apr 17, 2008 12:38:36 GMT -5
Oh yes, the little birdie walked right into the finely tuned scope's crosshairs. Just waiting, begging, for one Lacey Cadavre to pull the trigger. Bringing her one step closer to fulfilling her LORD'S wishes.
The "Savior" surely didn't leave his... love?... far behind. He surely wouldn't be in hiding. Now it was time for the sweeps. He would be found.
In the meantime. Lacey would play.
And she'd bring Meat with her. Seeing the two together at the moment leaves a note crudely stuck to the locker room door of Nicole Storm.
England's Finest against the Order. Lacey's playground. The Hell in a Cell. Devereux would bring her child following the match.
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