The puzzle I call my mind.

[Andrew Webber]

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Out of character.

Heres the legend, *These are his thoughs* "This is his speech", you cannot hear his thoughts get over it.

This is an open thread so join if you like, one liners will be ignored.

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<sub>It was a new day around nine in the morning in New York City, the birds were singing and the cars were rushing with the morning flow. On this particular day Andrew decided to take a walk threw the park, he had not been in New York but for a few days his business being vacation slash scouting for new home.

*What a beautiful day* he thought as he walked down the side walk looking at the clouds in the sky and various people threw out the park and walk ways, "Today will be good, I'll find me a new home and a job and life will continue." Andrew spoke to himself as he could hear clacking in the distance, he happened upon a small area for the public to play chess, a game which Andrew had not played for quite some time. *These people know what their doing!* Andrew thought as he watched a group of men playing on a stone table with benches.</sub>

[Jason/Johnny]

((Guess I'll join you, if you dont mind.))
Allen Hawkins-

What a beautiful day it was, but aren't all days truly beautiful, this one seemed to have its own uniqueness. Was it the way the sun was shining on this day, or maybe it was because I was feeling so great. Who knows, I just know it’s a great day.

Relax, play around, no one here can beat you.

Allen Hawkins sits at a stone table with a chess set, it was set and ready to play. But no one sat across from him, was he alone? Allen simple sat, for now he was looking at the clouds rolling in the sky. For now he sat quietly by himself, alone, with no one to play the good game with. Chess, the game of strategic thinking, the game in which not many has mastered, Allen had. He’s been all over the world, he’s played some of the best, and some of the worse. But was this his life? No, he was far from this, he didn’t come for the game. So why did he come.