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12/18/2015 1:55:59 AM
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*searches the wreckage eventually finding a guitar case*
There it is now I can move on
*walks around*
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[b]The blue sameness of the forest gets to him, as he finds himself hopelessly lost[/b]
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That's a shame *pulls a sword out of the guitar case inspecting and sharpening the blade*
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[b]The silence began to enter his mind blocking out his basic thoughts[/b]
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 12/18/2015 2:04:16 AMGod damn *attaches metal strings to the sword making a makeshift guitar quietly playing random notes*
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[b]Eventually it becomes unbearable, a piercing pain in the back of his head[/b]
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*slowly slices open both hands on the blade watching the blood spill*
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[spoiler]O-o[/spoiler] [b]The feeling overcame his mind He felt, peace....[/b]
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*pulls out several sewing needles puncturing random locations bleeding out slightly faster* I'd love to stop but I need more
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[b]One thing came to mind; Death[/b]
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Ironic how I was having a drink with him a few days ago *pulls out the needles and walks away dragging the bloody sword on the ground leaving a trail*
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[b]The unbelievably calm feeling of the forest overcame him Something was unnatural about it[/b]
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*lifts the sword and starts slicing down trees scattering blood everywhere*
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[b]A few topplenoverz but his sword gets stuck on the third[/b]
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*places one boot against the trunk and tries ripping the sword out*
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[b]It was stuck, he watched as the tree healed itself his sword embedded in its trunk[/b]
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*grows long black claws and begins slashing at the trunk trying to remove the sword*
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[b]It doesn't work, as the trunk mends its wounds each time[/b]
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DAMMIT *lights the tree on fire and continues slashing and punching the trunk*
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[b]It doesn't give way, as the fire seems to have no effect[/b]
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*scratches at the bark* I will make you suffer you damned evil contraption
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[b]It continues to heal itself, he gets nowhere[/b]
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Wait there's no way it can survive this *digs a small hole at the base of the tree slipping a dimensional flux grenade inside*
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[b]The grenade is consumed by the tree, as is his sword[/b]
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*sits down next to the tree* Nature is a filthy whore
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[b]The area remains quiet[/b]
