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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/14/2017 10:45:05 PM
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"Most people don't, apparently he's got some Southern blood in him. One of his great, great, great, great, great grandfathers was a Texan on earth."
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"Cozy" Cylus comments. "Is it usually crowded at night in here?"
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"Let's see, there's usually about 25 people in this room. You consider that crowded?"
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"Meh, there's much worse... So shall I just choose a bunk or what?"
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"Yeah, seems as though we're ahead of the curve. Marker sat down on one of the beds and fell back, laying down."
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Cylus chose a nearby bunk, facing a tv on the opposite wall. He plops down onto it and bounces a bit, making himself comfortable. "So what kind of tv do you guys have on this planet anyways?" he asks, looking for a remote.
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Edited by Royal Blade: 6/16/2017 2:13:42 AMThe remote was on one of the couches "Just a normal TV really. Nothing special about it." Marker said, yawning "You know, not everything is special and advanced."
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Edited by BondyMilk: 6/16/2017 2:28:47 AM"Oh, well I was just curious." Cylus says. "I think I'll just relax a bit then." He rests his back on the wall and removes his helmet, placing it in front of him. Then, he presses a couple buttons on his wrist panel and lights begin to flash, the faint noise of Pac-Man being played. "It's the simple things... That's where it's at." he says to Marker, his eyes still on the game.
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Marker didn't respond, though a snoring was heard from where he laid. He had fallen asleep.
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"Ah, well goodnight Marker." Cylus got himself settled in, and soon his eyelids became heavy from staring at the screen. The noise of Pac-Man's death was heard and with that, he had nodded off.
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[spoiler]End! [/spoiler]
