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8/1/2015 1:30:04 AM
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[b]faith walks by, tweaking with her arm blade as she walks[/b]
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[b]I notice the cyborg. Old tech, mechanical.[/b] [i]I guess no plasma blades yet[/i]- I think to myself.
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[spoiler]dude plasma swords are sold on the black market lol[/spoiler]
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[b]Lupa turns towards the person in the neon suit[/b] "Oh, Hi there."
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"Hello...Cyborg", I say awkwardly. [i]Don't tamper with the past, just carry on. I could incidentally prevent my existence.[/i]
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"You are not from around here are you?"
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"Uhhhhh, no. I'm from...Trynt", I say. [i]23 years from now to be exact[/i]- I say in my mind.
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"That outfit says otherwise, you don't see stuff like that there, I should know, I'm from there."
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"It was a gift...from my dad", I say in a somewhat somber tone.
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"What ever you say, why did you come here?"
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"Sight seeing. Never actually seen, Cedyetica". [i]Not like this[/i]
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"It looks like you are enjoying the sights." [b]faith holds out her hand[/b] "The name is faith."
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[b]I shake it. Her hand was firm and strong. The cybernetics....[/b] "Jaeton, you can call me Jae". I said smiling.
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"That's a nice name."
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[spoiler]sorry, multi-tasking lol[/spoiler] "Thanks Faith. First time I've actually ever heard of that name".
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 8/1/2015 2:56:28 AM"Thank you, I advise going to a gunz for funz to get a weapon."
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Edited by DesertX963: 8/1/2015 3:02:03 AM[b]I pull out what looks to be a pistol. But then it extends into a rifle, and two bows shoot out from the sides. It becomes an auto-crossbow.[/b] "Do they sell cross bolts"? I ask.
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"I don't know, you can go check."
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"Thank's. I'll check it out. See you around Faith", I say waving a goodbye.
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[b]Lupa waves back and talks to herself[/b] "He doesn't belong here, not the place but this time period."
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An old man with wild hair, wearing a lab coat over an odd assortment of body armor, and a teenager wearing an orange vest run past you, being chased by several police droids. The duo ducks into an alleyway, and seconds later a grey sports car covered in various pieces of technology roars out, crushing the droids. The car speeds down the road and disappears in a bright flash. A shout is heard on the wind. "MARTY!"
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PUT THE LIFE VEST AWAY BOI
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You got the joke! Have a digital high five!
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Just make sure to bring me a pair of Airmags Fam.
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Will do.
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[spoiler]god Damnit, not again![/spoiler]
