*rides up on an inflamed skeleton warhorse. Dragging six feet of chain. Flopping mockingly across the ground attached to the the chain is two dozen OP heads.. jaws still bumping uselessly.*
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Dismounts, walks up to kaneki. And holds out an open palm. An image matierializes above it.
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*looks at it*
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Its digital ninjas head. Where
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Sorry that's off limits
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You're telling me I brought the collaborated minds of twelve creators as an offering and I dont even get a swing. Must I go through you
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Yeah pretty much
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Sky turns grey and vacant. The chain rattles as the heads begin to laugh. Punches ground and a large jagged pylon spikes from the ground. For the tree dwellers to witness the addition
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Let's go
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Clenches fists and rocks begin to float. Then spiral
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*blocks*
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*walks up* What am I looking at exactly?
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The future and the past simultaneously. To which are you interested in
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*watches with mild curiosity*