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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/20/2016 11:41:13 PM
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[i]The man turned his head towards the ones speaking suddenly, his head thrashing about as he tried to locate where each speaker was, and he was doing it fairly well. He was blind, after all.
After the Ork had burped out the fireball, the man leaped back suddenly, bellowing with laughter after he smelled the smoke rising from the Ork's nostrils and mouth, shaking his helmeted head with apparent joy. [/i]
"OHOHOHO!!! Ought to try THAT out some time!! HA!"
English
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"Ya! Well, maybe not you, since ye a 'umie. Ya see, us Orks cun grow back from pretty much anyfing. Loik, we can heal n' stuff. I aktually took a Bolta to da face! You shodda seen da look on da Mad Dok's face wun he saw me!" The Ork sealed his canteen and clipped it on his belt, as he took another puff of his cigar. "So, got anyfing ta brag 'bout?"
