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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/12/2016 6:51:56 PM
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Alright. But if you simply let me win I'm gonna punch you in the teeth.
*Mortar slowly gets up off of you*
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"How am I gonna beat you? Ex god?"
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Eh... I'm much more vulnerable when fighting, you just gotta learn me
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"Practice makes perfect
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Yeah, I guess.
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"I look forward to round two."
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As do I mag.
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"Now. You can stick around. Speak to some others. Or you can go. Your choice"
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I'll stick around a little, see who's here, thanks
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[b]Magrim nods, getting to his feet and walking away [/b]
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*Mortar looks around at all the Dight. He never really met any of them, they all came when he was dead, so he starts walking around, hoping to introduce himself properly*
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Edited by Royal Blade: 9/12/2016 7:31:48 PM[b]There was a man with a blind fold, speaking to man in a Mask. The mask showed a face of curiosity, as if they were telling stories [/b]
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*Mortar, being the curious bastard he is, slowly walks up, trying to hear what they're saying
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[b]The Blindfolded man speaks [/b] "So the guy says to the girl, I'll love you five ever. And she died."
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*Mortar stays silent, wondering why he said five ever*
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[b]The man in the mask speaks [/b] "What a sad story. He wouldn't love her forever. Because he was going to love her five ever." [b]The Blindfolded one nods[/b]
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*Mortar turns and begins to walk away, looking for someone who he wouldn't interrupt their conversation*
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[b]There was a robot, meditating in the sun [/b]
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*He decides to walk up to the robot* Um, hello sir
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[b]The robot motions for you to sit down across from him [/b]
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*He does as told, not wanting to say anything*
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[b]The robot's eyes flicker to life and inspects you [/b] "Hello, Mortar. I am Robosamotur, Robo.'
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Hello Robo. I don't think we've met, how do you know my alias?
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"I have heard stories, of you from Royal. He speaks highly of those he was in battle with."
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Ah, okay... So I guess you know of my... Past?
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"Not much."
