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3/11/2016 1:10:06 AM
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"Bro, it's much easier to die when you have no regrets or honor codes to withhold. These ideals only hold you people back. My people fought for survival, that's why the Huns, the Mongols, the Vikings, the aboriginals, that.. My friend, is why they where so deadly, they had nothing holding them back."
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"Well, in that case, don't get Silver mad. Besides, I doubt any of his friends expected to die when they did. Optimism is mean like that."-Phoenix
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"Optimism? I'm not an optimistic man, friend. My attitude is like nazism, it burns hot, but is snuffed out quickly, silvers more like democracy, long lasting and... Dull. How do you live a life like that. Ohhhh no I better not "break conventions" or "follow the Geneva convention" or "not crash the ship we live on."
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"Those examples are just common sense, man. He is more the guy who won't let you kill wounded enemies on the battlefield or beat up prisoners."-Phoenix
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"Then he definetly isn't willing to do what is required."
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"He is. Just the hard way. Unfortunately. I tell you, he could save a lot of time by breaking a few rules."-Phoenix
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"Hehe. That's what my species is founded apon, breaking the rules humans aren't willing to.."
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"He is only barely human. He is mostly a Nuva Nuian."-Phoenix
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"UUUUUGH whatever, I've never even seen his face."
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 3/11/2016 2:18:55 AM"Few have. No one on Cyprus even did."-Silver
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[b]he grins literally ear to ear and runs off, giggling. Looking for silver[/b]
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*he finds Silver taking a walk through the halls, barely noticing him "Oh. Hello again."-Silver
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[b]he runs over and full on tackles his helmet off[/b]
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*he falls to the ground on his back, his voice now unmuffled "Wheatley, what the hell was that for?"-Silver
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"HAHA! HE LOOKS EXACTLY AS I THOUGHT!" [b]he runs around in a circle incredibly quickly, laughing Like a psycho before slowing down[/b] "Nice hair bro, I also have a question."
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 3/11/2016 3:00:33 AM*he gets up "What is it?"-Silver [spoiler]You actually thought he would look like Starkiller?[/spoiler]
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Edited by Cosmic: 3/11/2016 3:09:06 AM[spoiler]i just figured he looked somewhat akin to that[/spoiler] "Sorry, your friend told me no one has seen your face... But I have. OH, the question... It's do you trust the shadow guy" [b]he snaps a picture with a mobile phone[/b]
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*he grabs the mobile phone out of his hand, and puts it in his pocket "Slightly. He is the director of the Nuva Nui Intelligence Bureau, so I know he is probably hiding something. Why do you ask?"-Silver
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"He tasked me with... Well... Murdering you."
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 3/11/2016 3:25:12 AM*he is caught off guard by this information "What?! Why?"-Silver
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"He thinks your a... Threat to the entire universe."
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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
