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3/10/2016 11:52:08 PM
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[b]wheatley wanders the halls of the Infinity, looking for anything or anyone to talk to about maybe purchasing some weapons.[/b]
[spoiler]open[/spoiler]
English
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"Threat? I've done nothing but protect this universe since I was able to fight. Did he give you any examples of how I'm a threat?"-Silver
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"He said you where a disease or a plague. Many have said the same of my people. They hunted us down in our homes and our Villages of scrap. They lined us up like sheep for the slaughter and took many for their own. I'm sorry you've been betrayed like this, but you have to know my kind is behind you."
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"Thanks. As soon as the new communications array is put up, I suggest we both have a little chat with the Shadowed One."-Silver *he puts his helmet back on, and hands Wheatley back his phone "Could you please not show anyone that picture? I prefer to keep the number of people who have seen my face among only my closet friends."-Silver
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"I'm assuming I'm not one of them... I won't." [b]his phone goes off with a few texts.[/b] "Does the talk involve torture and or shotguns?!"
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"You are, and neither. We will be communicating via holograms. He won't be on board nor will we leave. So, you may not want to bring the shotgun."-Silver
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"Aweee...." [b]he drops a shotgun, as well as a bag full of rats, a few coils of barbed wire, some needles, a handgun, a hatchet, and random chair[/b] "Let's just do this now..."
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"I'll get it set up."-Silver *he makes his way to the briefing room [spoiler]I'll make the post for the meeting tomorrow.[/spoiler]
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"I'll help." [b]he sets about doing the different things needing to be done xD[/b] [spoiler]end I guess[/spoiler]
