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No my blade has severed all connection until they're reattached
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"Well I can't get them now"
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[b]walks back over and reattaches his legs with a thin black thread[/b]
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"I'm still stuck in a wall"
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Get yourself out [b]walks outside this time locking the door[/b]
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"Wait I dropped one of my contacts"
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[b]silence is all that's heard[/b]
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"I ALSO DROPPED MY GUITAR"
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[b]more silence before a slice appears across his chest and the glass shard shatters[/b]
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Edited by Poisoned Argon: 1/17/2016 3:52:18 AM"NOW I DROPPED MY GLASSES...Heh"
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[b]a loud shout echoes throughout the building[/b] Shut up!
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"WHY!? I JUST HAVE BUTTER FINGERS TODAY"
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[b]several demonic guards enter the room and drag him to the dining hall shackling him into a seat[/b]
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"Aww I was having fun* [b]He starts jerking hinself around in the chair[/b]
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 1/17/2016 4:05:31 AM[b]the guards watch him closely[/b]
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[b]He starts moving the chair up and down making a loud clatter[/b]
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[b]they hold his chair down[/b]
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"Can I at least burn something"
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[b]they stare at him coldly before responding[/b] [i]No our orders were to keep you under control and quiet[/i]
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[b]He starts yelling[/b] "I AM A FRENCH TACO"
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[b]They slam his head onto the table and put a muzzle on him and tighten it[/b]
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[b]He makes muffles sounds then stares at one of the guards blankly[/b]
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[b]the guard stares silently[/b]
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Edited by Poisoned Argon: 1/17/2016 4:21:00 AM[b]He starts doing an eyebrow dance[/b]
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[b]they stare silently for a minute before walking away[/b]