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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/2/2016 1:09:17 PM
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*Cyan runs in the house with him and tries to take the bullet out. When that's done, she stitches up the hole and injects a saline solution needle in his vein in a guest room bed*
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"Oh. That. Well. I was testing out my atomic bomb cannon." [spoiler]I thought you were gonna ask about who shot him and stuff[/spoiler]
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Damn... Strange. One last thing, do you know who shot you?
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"Oh. Some crazy druggie with a gun. He kept screaming "praise the bullet" or something like that. Marcus Munitions? What the hell is that?"
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Oh that asshole. Why was he doing that? Eh, he's drunk probably
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"I almost died there. The bullet was aimed for my lungs, but I did some quick calculations, and moved myself so the bullet would hit my heart. He would think me dead, and would leave me alone."
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That's smart... Ish...
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[b]He shrugs.[/b] "Only way to live."
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True. Unless someone didn't come along and drag you here
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[b]He sighs.[/b] "That... was pure luck."
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Probably. I don't believe in luck, I believe in what happens in the moment. Though I occasionally think about what I'm doing with my life
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"Huh. That's one better than me. I've died before, so I really don't know what I'm doing now...."
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Really? How?
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"How did I die? Ombot killed me."
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How did Ombot do that?
