"The Avalon? Huh.... My name is Frost... JK, I'm Aleks Gorbachev, yours?"
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[b]as he says frost he shoots himself through the temp and falls onto the table [/b] "... Why..."
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"Frost has a negative reputation, I see..."
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[b]he bolts to his feet, using the old blanks trick that got his ancestors killed sooo many times[/b] "Yeah, the bastard won't stay dead."
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"Neither will I! Did you know that I've been declared dead for 5 times?"
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[b]he gasps and wispers [/b] "I trusted you..." [b]very quietly before reloading the handgun [/b]
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[spoiler]HAHAHHAHA[/spoiler] "Whoa! Though I've never actually died, unless my heart stopping completely counts"
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"Bro. Make up your damn mind. My heart.. Hearts? Have stopped at least six times this week, that doesn't count"
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"Hey, I never counted myself as dead, though others have"
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"Meh, your fine. I know a lot of people who bit the dust..." [b]he begins cheerfully listing names, counting on his fingers for each one, and when he runs out he starts using weapons in his backpack [/b]
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"Eha"
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[b]he continues, unloading an absurd amount of weapons until he starts unloading bloody organs. He eats a kidney as he counts it[/b]
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"M89, what"
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"Wut." [b]he stares at him and slowly raises a lung to his mouth[/b]
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"Cannibalism? I can cook that stuff y'know"
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"I'm a wisp, it's not technically cannibalism.. But it is delicious." [b]he bites into it and waits for him to either shoot him or kick him out[/b]
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[b]He just watches, curiousity shining in his red eyes[/b] "I've dabbled into cannibalism before"
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"It tastes gud"
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"Oh yahs"
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"U want sum?" [b]he waves a liver seductively in front of his face[/b]
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[b]He snatches the liver out of his hands and just devours it in less than a second [/b]
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[b]by the time he looks back Wheatley has the entire front half of his body in the bag, with Incredibly loud eating noises from within.[/b]
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"HEY! GIMME SOME OF THAT SHIT, FAM"
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[b]he chucks a brain at him and keeps eating[/b]
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[b]He catches the brain before running to the kitchen with it and throwing it in a pan as he turns the gas on, throws oil in the pan, lights the oil on fire which in turn cooks the brain and makes it all crispy[/b]
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[b]by the time he returns Wheatley is sitting next to an empty bag, staring off into space like he lost all purpose in life[/b]