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[b]wheatley sits at the end of the door, blood noticeably dripping from his mask and staining his white cloak, his hair stained in the red substance as well. He is noticably twitching and breathing like an psycho. [/b] "GET ME IN CLOSE! I CAN TAKE THEM!"
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[b]He ejects the man, him having been a known prisoner[/b] "No ticket? No ride!"
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[b]he tumbles into the enemy hangar. And cracks his neck[/b] "well, not my perferred method of entry, but it will do..." [b]he walks into the hordes, cutting and shooting his way to glory[/b]