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Edited by Koldraxon:
8/24/2014 4:21:02 PM
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[spoiler]*A squad of Promethean Knights walk in casually and take their seat in a corner, ordering some kind of Forerunner 'Coffee' and some biscuits.*[/spoiler]
[spoiler]*A band of ex-Cov-&-Cov-Rem Elites walk in and join with the Prometheans and begin sharing theories about [Promethean Order of Requiem?] with their Knight allies.*[/spoiler]
*[Insert character name(s) here] walk in.*
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Edited by Koldraxon: 8/24/2014 6:42:50 PM*One of the Knights looks towards you for a minute, then continues chatting with the company he sits within.* *Kol-Didact picks up, and throws at the sniper, a Small-Radius-EMP grenade, which disables his visor.* "Do not mock they who serve me."
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>:| -blam!- you too you walking tin can full of LEDs
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*A sentinel steals [Objective] from your inventory and leaves a message*
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*smashes sentinel into the ground* GET THE -blam!- OUT OF MY POCKETS!
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Edited by Koldraxon: 8/24/2014 6:53:20 PM*Sentinel disappears* *Kol-Didact lowers newspaper, raises accusing finger* "Stop stirring the locals, human. Or I'll get the [PO0R Security Sect] onto this matter." *Kol-Didact erects a Hardlight barrier between his forces (Sangheili and Promethean) and the Human (you) which allows everyone who does not mind 'Metheans and Elites in, but keeps the less friendly out.* *A Knight Commander Battlewagon arrives*
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I can't even understand you, you of shiny metal shit with organs paint on top!
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What do you want? *wipes bar*
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*One of the Knights, their Commander, inputs their request for them* Promethean Knight: 5 of [Illegible, something something Forerunner Coffee something something Great Journey something something]. *A Sangheili, ex-cov-&-cov-rem, waits in line*
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*gives Forerunner coffee and biscuits* NEXT! *wipes bar*
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*Knight commander slipspaces with contents to his company's table, they begin to seem relaxed.* *Sangheili steps forward. Orders Covenant-branded variant of something that tastes like orange juice (unfizzed), etc..., then returns to table, paying in Covenant currency.* *Kol-Didact can be seen nearby reading some kind of interdimensional newspaper, sat in a modified San'shyuum chair, due to being 1.5 Ur-Didact(s) tall. He seems to be drinking something like hot chocolate via Slipspace methods...?*
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-_- *wipes bar*
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Edited by Koldraxon: 8/24/2014 5:05:23 PM*Dead Vex is dead.*
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*dissolves Vex with caustic breath* We'll have no stealing here! *wipes bar*
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*Kol-Didact shrugs, continues reading, finds article "Ur-Didact acquires means to manufacture more Composers, will the UNSC stop him in time?", Kol-Didact shakes his head, voicing aloud as if Harbinger...* "...The [i]Ur-Didact[/i] really doesn't know when to accept the fact that he is on[i] the losing side..."[/i]
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-_- OK. *wipes bar*
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*Nothing seems to be happening.* Kol-Didact asks: "Are you an official bartender, because the sign says otherwise."
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Edited by FeelGoodCEO: 8/24/2014 5:31:28 PM*Punches whole through floor and emerges* There a problem here? And yes he is...
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*Kol-Didact instructs a group of Sentinels to rebuild the floor, then resumes* "Why would a [Monitor?] own a simple place such as this? Why are you not directing those who will face the shadow? I am assured there has to be reasons. I am Shadow of Strengthened Order; not Ur-Didact if that was your query, Travelling One." "The [Arch] call you 'The Travelling One' ."
