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Player: Brit
Alias/Nickname: Sawyer
Physical Description: Caucasian, 6'1", dark blond hair, blue eyes, muscular frame
Personality Description: To be devloped
Family:
History: To be completed
Quotes:
"I saw a guy lying there with an ankle holster, so I took the gun. Thought it might come in handy. Guess what. I just shot a bear!"
"Better than three of you wandering into the magical forest to bag a hunk of ham with nuthin' but a little bitty hunting knife? Hell no! It's the best idea I've ever heard."
"Look, I don't know what kind of commie share-fest you're running over in cave town, but down here possession's nine-tenths and a man's got a right to protect his property."
"Baby, I am tied to a tree in the jungle of mystery. I just got tortured by a damn spinal surgeon and a genuine Iraqi. Of course I'm serious."
"Son of a bitch!"
"You even made Locke take a swing at you. Hell, that's like getting Gandhi to beat his kids."
"Shh I'm like this close to getting the high score on Donkey Kong.|
"Great plan, Moonbeam. After That we can sing "Kumbaya" and do trust falls."
"What, don't you read? It's from Of Mice and Men. You'd like it. Puppies get killed."
"You tricked me into being decent? That's gotta be the lamest con in the history of cons!"
"You taste like strawberries."
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