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  <title>Comments on 'X=Fight Between Two equal Friends, Or Are They?'</title>
  <subtitle>I got dressed, Tyler should be near by any minute now. I ran outside, and started walking. I nervously tightened the waistband of my leather trench coat as I warily walked into the mix of mist and smog, one my way to the border of Rade.

&amp;quot;Max.&amp;quot; A familiar voice said behind me.

I shivered on the inside a little, but I didn't jump, I never jump. not any more.

I slowly turned around. Tyler was standing there, looking at me. His eyes showed a colder look and his face was slashed with deep scars.

&amp;quot;Long time.&amp;quot; I said.

Tyler didn't respond.

&amp;quot;It was a pretty good idea, but i didn't appreciate it.&amp;quot; Tyler said, pulling a small device out of his pocket. It was the tracker.

&amp;quot;Heh, sorry.&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I had to make sure you were on time.&amp;quot;

Tyler raised an eyebrow. &amp;quot;I want to see your skills, see if you've been working over this long time. Let's fight&amp;quot;

_What is with him?_

&amp;quot;Ok, let's go.&amp;quot; I said, smiling.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-08-11T02:16:23Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on X=Fight Between Two equal Friends, Or Are They?</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; MAX !!!! Thats the main character&amp;#8217;s name!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Tyler sounds awesome so far&amp;#8230; Who doesnt love scarred faces!?! (and fighting, dont forget fighting)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-08-11T02:16:23Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>N555champ /\and/\ X-Ninja (LoA)</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on X=Fight Between Two equal Friends, Or Are They?</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ooo, who is going to win. Sweet, there is a sequel for me to read. If there wasn&amp;#8217;t I don&amp;#8217;t know what I would do.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-08T19:46:15Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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