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5/15/2015 1:04:24 AM
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*The Suit stands dormant with its helmet visor up. A speckled bird examines its surroundings on the SWAT armor's shoulder.*
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Oh my god... Your a bird!
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"Chepooka, sod! Quiet your cluve before we lomtick a veck's merzky guttiwuts." *The Voice is obviously angry.*
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What? It was a joke! Do you have any idea what I've seen? And I know you are not 'just a bird'.
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"Good. You saw nothing." *The Voice whispers something and the Suit begins walking away.*
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Well, bye!
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hey. how youve been doing. (ARM) interesting suit.......
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*Upon hearing you talk, the bird flies into the Suit via the helmet, the visor closing behind it. The Voice speaks.* "Ah, good evening...Mr. Artillery, was it? I'm sorry about Sir Ninerwuntoo lashing out at you. It's in his nature. You know how autonomous SWAT armors can be!"
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ok.......why you call me Artillery? everyone calls me Salazar. I am just the commander of Artillery
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"Well, I remember you saying Artillery last when you were saying your name, Mr. Salazar Artillery."
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i am sorry Punctuation
