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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/2/2017 9:21:16 PM
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[b]he pushes Falk through first[/b]
Yeah, Works is a criminal.
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Falk stumbled through and chuckled from the scuffle he should have expected. "Well not all criminals are ass hats. He was just a straight dick. Didn't he lead a revolution against you for...some...reason...? What was the reason?"
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Eh, he hates me, I hate him. Can we just forget that whole plot thing? It was trash and you know it.
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"Ya IT was pretty shit. Want some Pepsi or something?" Falk asked, opening the fridge in his quaint kitchen. There was an island in front of it with black granite, and behind it was a black stove accompanied by the fridge and a cupboard.
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Yeah. I'll take a Pepsi. Anyways though, now I have to have something bad that happens to fix all of those problems and get it right this time. Like, a redemption plot.
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Falk grabbed one of the blue cans and tossed it behind him to Tubbs. "Right. You know I have no idea what you're going on about right?" He said, grabbing another can for himself and popping it open.
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Yeah. I get that a lot. [b]he opens the Pepsi and starts drinking it[/b] [spoiler]>considers making him pass out here and have the army of the Dark attack >doesn't want to destroy Falk's house >dang[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]i'd be fine with it lol. Want our characters to talk more though.[/spoiler] "No shit..." Falk said, taking a sip of his own drink. "Alright. So you came back, again. How'd you pull it off this time?"
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Ay ay ay Falk. I didn't want to talk about that. But, long story short I was revived by a Guardian of the Blobs. But after that, I did a competition where a prize was awarded... I won. And the dude cursed me. Now I just keep passing out and every time I do some invisible army comes and tries to kill me. So uh, that's fun. They don't go away until I wake up either.
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"....I think that's just heartburn dude."
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... [b]Tubbs looks at him like he's stupid[/b] Seriously?
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"Come on man! I mean it makes more sense then whatever the hell you're putting forward! High cholesterol and shit! Makes the body pass out and make more blood!"
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An army attacking? Trying to kill me?
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"....how much do you trust your doctor?"
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Dude... Garth almost died while I was knocked out, along with PoBot and MortBorg.
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"Hey man I'm just saying! Your doc could be trying to kill you!" Falk was clearly joking now. In fact, he had been for the last minute. Though Tubbs hadn't caught on....
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[b]Tubbs doesn't seem very amused[/b] I hate you. [b]all of a sudden he falls backward on the ground[/b]
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Falk looked down in shock before quickly taking action. He got to Tubbs as fast as he could, dropping his cane on the ground and kneeling beside him. "Tubbs! Get up!"
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[b]he hears a noise, a screech[/b] [b]its loud and then he starts hearing way more[/b]
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Falk stood up from the ground, picking up his cane. "You've got to be kidding me..." Falk slid out one of the drawers in the island, revealing a Colt 1911. He picked it up and slid three more clips into his pocket as he wobbled over to the wall, grabbing his hunting knife. He looked down at the knife disappointingly, then held it in a reverse grip atop his cane. He walked behind the island, and took aim at his door.
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[b]the handle starts jiggling, and then Falk remembers, the windows didn't have glass yet[/b] [b]he hears a screech in his left ear[/b] [spoiler]can he control shadows or have any powers involving shadows or whatever[/spoiler] [spoiler]if so, he can see them, if not, they're invisible[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Havent figured that out yet myself. He lost all his magic to take down twilight so for now he doesn't have any.[/spoiler] "Ah! What is that?!" Falk questioned, looking to his flank.
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[b]he sees nothing and gets punched right in the face, but, not very hard[/b] [b]he then feels whatever it is pulling his hair[/b]
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"For crying out loud WHAT?" Falk swung at whatever was tugging him with the large knife in his left hand.
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[b]he hears the screech again as it falls over dead[/b] [b]he then hears the thud from it hitting the ground and he sees Tubbs start to get dragged away[/b]
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He shut his left eye and took aim quickly, firing the Colt at the air around Tubbs to take out whatever was dragging him off.
