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1/22/2016 12:37:22 AM
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I look at you for a second, untrusting. Then, I grab your hand.
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"Can I ask why you got yourself into the middle of a hostile insurrectionist takeover?"
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"I wouldn't say 'got into'. I'd rather say I 'started' an insurrectionist takeover. I needed info from the database and when I got it, I blasted the power supply with am EMP to cover my tracks."
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"This is our planet, lady. The wisps where forged in the jungles of this planet... And now we will rebuild apon the ashes.. And if the foundation must be made from the corpses of our foes, than im ready."
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"Well any enemy of FN is a friend of mine. Need any help clearing out the military presence left in the colony?"
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[b]he throws her a tranquilizer rifle [/b] "Bring them to me... We have a statement to make"
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I check the rifle. "Right, but I'll stay off camera. I can tell you love the limelight, but I don't want em on my trail." I run off, looking for soldiers.
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/22/2016 1:14:06 AM"I don't enjoy it... Yet it must be done." [b]he does the same, rounding up chairs while several operators dig a ditch in the middle of the town[/b]
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Some of your men being back unconscious soldiers as I toss you the rifle back.
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[b]they lay them on the ground and wake them up with their arms being removed with fire axes and their mouths being sewn shut, as well as their eyes. They are strapped by the waist into chairs, and the camera turns on. Shepard walks Down the line of men, firing The .44 into each of their eyes and kicking them into the ditch. His men hold up signs reading "free corra" and "corra belongs to the wisps" before the camera turns off. [/b] "Anyone on the Avalon on any kind of device just saw that..."
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"Well, I'm sure that video won't enrage anybody. Maybe they'll just give up and go home. Anyways, I'd better get going."
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"I'm not expecting them to go home... I'm willing to fight, and in going to, no doubt about that." [b]he says while his men dump tanks of lighter fluid into the pit, and at the last part he throws a lot match into the pit[/b]
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"Well best of luck with that."
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"We'll need it."
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I start to walk off.
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[b]we mind our own buisness[/b]
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[spoiler]End[/spoiler]
