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2/24/2016 8:08:54 PM
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"Hehe... You will eventually, everyone does."
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"Well, when I do I'll make sure I've got some good stories."
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"You've got the story of watching a dude starve right in front of you, the time you nearly killed a dude using nothing by training rounds, the time you saw a cannibal, the time you destroyed a race, all in one day..."
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"Wasn't me. I'm calling BS on that last one. Or, at least it wasn't your race. I -blam!-ing hate giant spiders."
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"Nope, I'm pretty damn close to the last of my peeps, so you basically just killed a race..." [b]his stomach growls and wimpers, begging his mouth to answer its feeble cries for help[/b]
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"Hey, I said don't eat anyone on the ship. And also, there might be a way to get you what you need. I have some... Connections. Not legal ones, but still."
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"I need food man, I have people I need to protect I can't just starve right now when they need me most."
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"I'll call him up. How many do you need?"
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"Anything..."
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"Trust me, I can get you as many as you need."
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"JUST GIVE ME ANYTHING YOU CAN GET, PLEASE..."
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"Got it." He says, and starts a call. "Hey, Dreno. What do you mean this is his son? Right, drifting in space. Anyways, you just finish any big jobs? GREAT! Send the bodies to me, in cryo. No I'm not paying, I saved your dads ass AND yours way more than o should have."
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"Heh... You sound like Tara speaking to my brothers..."
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"Alright. Yeah, just lock in the coordinates. Daddy did teach you to do that, right? Good, I'll talk to you later." He says. "Kids, am I right?"
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"I was one of em.... Killed my first man when I was four, poor bastard didn't bother to look up, stabbed em through the skull with a dagger from an air vent..."
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"Nice. My first kill was when I was three. Shot him right in the neck."
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"I procceded to eat the corpse and stow the bones for our mental warfare tactics..."
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"Nice. I was escaping a military testing compound. That's how I have pyrokeisis."
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"Please don't... Burn me..."
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"Hey, that only happened once. And that was because he pissed in my Jack Daniels. He didn't deserve to have a dick."
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"Hehe... Nice..."
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"Hey, he's probably long dead by now."
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"I would hope..." [b]his eyes turn to a black empty void and his face goes expressionless. [/b]
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"Well, hopefully he's here soon. Ima go test a new weapon."
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[b]he laughs and jumps through an air vent [/b]
