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// Shenanigans in Las Pegasus (Abridged) 
// Story: Melodies of a Valorous Vagabond 
// by Smooth Tones 
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I write this next section simply to spite Color. He and I commonly refer to the years I was aged 14-18 as the “Dark Years.” Essentially the years most of our bad decisions were made in, but were arguably the most fun. Each event was ended with an agreement: this shall never be spoken of again. Well, sorry Color, I am going to break this agreement just this once!

Let’s see... where to start? There were so many fun things we did. For Color’s sake I won’t go into detail because it would mortify him. Which I guess is why I’m talking about Las Pegasus and not Baltimare. But that’s another story... Anyway let’s say there were a few too many ciders drunk, a few too many buildings defaced, and overall we’re just not allowed back in Las Pegasus.