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5/9/2015 12:16:45 PM
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Nah.
*He grabs a syringe from his pocket, and injects it into himself. Parts of armour start digistructing on him, while the extendable blade he pulls out glows White on the sharp edges, the material on the blade changing*
I'd like to test this out.
English
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Even though I could kill all 5 of these instantly, I'll just get 2.*black mist surrounds left hand and two are dragged into the earth by an unknown force* next time I will make them cease to exist, I hope they enjoy eternity in purgatory.*laughs*
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Well then... *He looks at one, and he moves almost at the speed of light, cutting it's head off, and quickly pulls out his revolver to shoot it in the air*
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 5/9/2015 1:01:34 PM*crosses arms* well, I could do better than that.*dashes forward, leaving embers behind me, charring the grass and cuts one open, too fast to even process and seemingly invisible, a large pillar of fire erupting from where he was standing*
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Right, then... *Kicks the remaining one up in the air, Cuts it in multiple pieces, And disintegrates the parts with a flick of a finger*
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Well, at least I don't cause that much of an unneeded mess,* laughs* I have a few things to deal with.*teleports*
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Right. *Armour Disintegrates*
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* A few hours later* *an assassin approaches you and hands you a note*
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*Takes note, and reads it*
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 5/9/2015 11:10:38 PM*it seems to be in morse* " -.-. .- .. -. .... ..- .-. ... - --..-- / - .- -.- . / - .... . / -.-. .- .-. .-. .. .- --. . / .- - / - .... . / -.-. .... .- .-. -. . .-.. --..-- / .--. .- ... ... .-- --- .-. -.. ---... / . -..- .. ... - . -. -.-. . --..-- / -- . . - / -- . / --- -. / - .... . / .-. --- --- ..-. .-.-.- "
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... *Tries to translate it*
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*you only can translate a few* cainhurst, charnel, carriage, password, existence.
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 5/9/2015 11:16:11 PM*Pulls out a morse translating sheet, Translates with that this time*
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*the sheet is translated* "Cainhurst, take the carriage at the charnel, password: existence, meet me on the roof."
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 5/9/2015 11:20:21 PMThe f... Cainhurst? *Goes to the place*
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 5/9/2015 11:24:22 PM*you arrive at cainhurst, the castle towering above you, the place is freezing cold,a man wearing knight armor approaches you, the armor looking surprisingly modern* hello Stanford, we have been waiting.
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Just following directions from the letter...
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Yes, sorry for the place being freezing.*takes helmet off, hair is a pale blond and eyes are blue* I am the queen's royal guard, she barely needs me as this place is near dead.*laughs*
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Right. How can I come in?
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Wait a second.*signals for the gate to open and it does* I will walk you in, the queen spends her time on the roof, don't ask me why.
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Edited by Tamedfrog: 5/9/2015 11:34:26 PMHow come the place is kinda deserted? *Follows guy*
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Well, it is in the middle of nowhere and who would want to live in a frozen wasteland honestly, us vilebloods would rather stay away from society, oh, and the others were killed in a war a while back. *opens door, the place seemingly empty.*
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*Walks in* ...
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*arrives at the roof shortly*
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Where's that guy...?
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*you hear someone crying*
