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2/23/2016 10:49:41 PM
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[b]he grins devilishly, revealing rows apon rows of sharpened teeth. He follows, equipping his gear and readying his melnoch, a red snake that crawls up his wrist, a sword blade protruding from his mouth[/b]
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"Alright. Yeah, just lock in the coordinates. Daddy did teach you to do that, right? Good, I'll talk to you later." He says. "Kids, am I right?"
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"I was one of em.... Killed my first man when I was four, poor bastard didn't bother to look up, stabbed em through the skull with a dagger from an air vent..."
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"Nice. My first kill was when I was three. Shot him right in the neck."
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"I procceded to eat the corpse and stow the bones for our mental warfare tactics..."
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"Nice. I was escaping a military testing compound. That's how I have pyrokeisis."
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"Please don't... Burn me..."
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"Hey, that only happened once. And that was because he pissed in my Jack Daniels. He didn't deserve to have a dick."
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"Hehe... Nice..."
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"Hey, he's probably long dead by now."
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"I would hope..." [b]his eyes turn to a black empty void and his face goes expressionless. [/b]
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"Well, hopefully he's here soon. Ima go test a new weapon."
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[b]he laughs and jumps through an air vent [/b]
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[b][i]He exits, going to the training room.[/i][/b] [spoiler]end?[/spoiler]
