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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/15/2016 11:25:33 AM
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That is wise.
*I point my sword into the woods, and some of the flames fly off of it. You hear flesh burning, and a man on fire screaming before he dies*
Let's go. I don't like to stay in one place too long
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I do. They think they have the advantage, and will move in on us. [b]The man in the mask chuckles, a chilling sound.[/b] But how long do you think they will scream?
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Depends. How strong are you? If you stroke my back here, I will destroy mercilessly, that should help
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[b]He stares at you for a moment in slight confusion before replying.[/b] My skill are almost un matched, but no, I'm not physically strong. And for stroking your back? I'm not that type of guy.
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If you're inferring that I'm gay... I sure as hell am not. It was a way to get me to kill in the war. Im not proud of it, but it gets the job done
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You killed fine enough with that matchstick. [b]He gestures to your sword, and chuckles yet again.[/b]
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Oh, this is just my normal form
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So it turns into a torch. Great. [b]He pulls a average sized knife out of his cloak and spins it.[/b] But torches run out eventually.
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Wait, what? It can become different melee weapons. *The sword becomes an axe, then a dagger, a couple other things, then a sword again*
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[b]He looks at for a moment, then puts the knife away, with a sigh.[/b] Well, shoot the third branch up on the tree to your right.
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*sword becomes a spear, and it is thrown at the man's throat, killing him. Of course, it doesn't help that when he lands, the spear goes through his neck*
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Good job! Though, you should recover your spear. [b]He aims his pistol to the left, and fires. No sound from the gun. At all. The man hits the ground instantly.[/b] That's what I liked about guns when they were invented.
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Don't need to when it comes back to me. *The spear dissolves into the ground and into Mortar's hand*
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[b]The figure watches it for a moment and sighs.[/b] Curious.
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Pardon? The world is a strange place
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[i]Worlds[/i] [b]After he corrects you, the man looks out and into the rising sun.[/b] But yes. Yes it is.
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I am aware, for I have lived in the Underworld for tens of thousands of years. *I pull out a gun, point it behind me without looking, and shoot, shooting someone in the eye*
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[b]He watched the bullet travel, with a smile.[/b] Then perhaps say worlds next time, if that's what you believe. [b]He disappears, in a flock of crows, and reappears at the body, placing his two fingers upon the man's temple again[/b]
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So, what's with the raven, exactly?
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I like them, they like me. It's simple.
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oh, creepy.
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Depends on how you view them. Do not be so quick as to judge on appearances.
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true, true
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I thought so.
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I've just... Never took much of a liking to them *Mortar shudders* them and spiders really...
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Spiders are easy to kill... But either way.
