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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/2/2016 10:21:11 PM
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Fine. Here's demonic shit.
*Mortar forms a shadow figure in a chair that levitates*
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[spoiler]Damn.[/spoiler] "Look, why don't you...wait a sec, why do you look like Mortar?! So... Hold on. Where ARE we?!"
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Mini Mortar: Mo-Mortar? Dada, are you feeling okay? ???: Honey, did you drink too much yesterday?
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"Look, I just need the location...that's all. I forgot some things..." [spoiler]I suppose this was Mortar's past when he was out of the Underworld?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah...[/spoiler] ???: Honey... we're in New Jersey, we just got back from White House Subs.
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[spoiler]Oh...great. I've gone from a god-serving knight to the father of a kid who got corrupted by a previous killing machine. Yahoo![/spoiler] [i]It all starts to kick in. Ornstein is staring at nothing now, confused at the thought. He was in the past, but...Mortar's father?[/i]
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???: Honey? Mini Mortar: Mama, what is Dada doing?
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"I'm...I'm not your dad. I promise. I'm Ornstein, sacred defender of Anor Londo, the home of the gods. I need to get Mortar. Now. Except...your Mortar. Your Mortar, I promise. You'll grow up, join a place called the Dojo...help me out...help so many others... You'll be a good kid. A good man. I know."
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Mini Mortar: Dada, you're going mad! *As his mother begins to usher you away, your vision fades a little. When it comes back, you are sitting at the table with his mother, she looks at you in a strange way* Honey, are you okay?
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[i]Ornstein shakes his head.[/i] "I'm not your husband, I swear! I gotta go, NOW!" [i]Orn gets up, leaving.[/i]
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Mama: Richard, you're scaring me! *Mortar's mother follows you, grabbing your arm*
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"I'm not Richard...please, let go. I don't know you. I don't know any of you...other than Mortar. I swear."
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Mama: Mortar? Who is Mor... You said that name to Daniel. Who is Mortar Richard?
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"He's my friend. One of my best friends... I'm not from here. I'm not Daniel."
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Mama: I know you're not Daniel, your son is Daniel. Remember, Richard, please. *She looks desperate*
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"I'm not from here! Why the hell is this happening...oh Lord Gwyn..."
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Mama: I can't take your games right now, please... *you two arguing wakes up Daniel (Mini-Mortar) and he walks down the steps to see you two* Daniel: Mama? Dada?
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"DO YOU THINK I WOULD LIE TO YOU ABOUT THIS!? Think. For one second, THINK. If I was actually your husband, I wouldn't want to leave. But I don't know you. I DON'T KNOW ANY OF YOU. I'm sorry. But I must leave."
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*She looks like she's about to cry* Mama: I don't know. You definitely look like him, and sound like him, I don't know anymore... *As she begins to cry, your vision blurs. When you can focus again, you are in a room with Daniel* Daniel: You're awake.
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"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME, MORTAR!!??" [i]Ornstein sounds as if he's gone mad. He starts shaking his head.[/i]
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Daniel: Look, sir. I believe you. Trust me, you probably know I'm not normal. *He winks at you, emphasizing his blazing crimson eyes* Now, who are you exactly? Something about you seems familiar, but that may just be the dada skin you have.
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"I'm...I am Ornstein. Captain of the Knights of Gwyn. Guardian of Anor Londo. Undead. Brother of Smough. Dragonslayer. First Student of Faraam, also known as the Nameless King. Does that...ring any bells?"
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Um... The name Gwyn sounds familiar, I read a book about him. Wait... You're THAT Ornstein? Sir Ornstein? *Daniel sits on his bed, eager to hear an answer*
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"Yes. I am."
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*Daniel looks at you a funny way* Strange, I would have thought you to be... stronger.
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"Look, I'm not used to these sorts of conditions...I kinda just got brought into this by... Mortar. You're Mortar, but in the past. He brought me here, but...why?"
