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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
10/11/2015 2:29:56 AM
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A snide, sarcastic tone of voice utters the words: "That seems a bit harsh, don't you think? I agree not being able to buy parts seperate from weapons is a bit ridiculous, but nuking the world is a little overkill in my humble opinion."
A rather lanky hunter, wearing a Vermillion Stripe set of gear painted a golden and white color set jumps down from his hiding spot on the scafolding above the Warlock and lands on his feet just yards away from them. He has a black rose pulsating with green energy floating delicately above his hand. He puts the plant into a loop on his belt, and looks directly at the Warlock.
"If I had to guess, I would say debating this is out of the question." He pulls a white railgun-like gun from his back, and slaps a battery in the slot on the bottom. Too bad, I was hoping I could introduce you to an Exo Warlock I know. You might have hit it off." He adjusts his purple cape, and readies his weapon. "So then, shall we begin?"
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Edited by Sparrowhawk: 10/16/2015 8:07:43 PM"Fool." The warlock takes a few steps towards you. His robes are ragged and black, with a strange symbol you don't recognise going down the left side. "If you won't listen to the words of truth, then how do you hope to achieve enlightenment? "In any case, I can't risk you wrecking my plans. Though of course, you won't ever be able to fully understand them." The warlock holds up his hand, which suddenly becomes surrounded by whispering purple energy. He clenches his fist. The world suddenly tilts and flickers, and you find yourself alone in a massive dark chamber. The warlocks disembodied voice whispers from all places at once: "Lets see what you can do." [spoiler]sorry I took so long to respond[/spoiler]
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"The truth, enlightenment?" You're nothing more than a self-rightous sadist. Using crooked logic to excuse your actions." The hunter adjusts the screws on the bottom of his fusion rifle, with the emblem of The Queen visible on the barrel of the gun. "Regardless, I knew this would go badly. Thr Warmind you happen to be robbing has something I need. Something I'm willing to fight for." The guardian's right hand stayed stayed on the grip of his rifle, with his left drifting to a Hakke hand cannon on his left leg. "Show me what'cha got." He said with a smirk. [spoiler]lel I'm no better[/spoiler]
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A snort is heard from within the helmet. "As you wish." Flicking his fingers in simple void focus gesture, he rips your Hakke handcannon though the void into his hand, and immediately empties the magazine in your direction, laughing.
