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9/5/2015 4:40:38 AM
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An exo approaches you, bearing the cloak of a hunter. In one hand rests a rifle adorned with bones, visually leaking dark energy from its barrel, in the other hand lies a golden helmet. His face was white, with something black smeared across it, and his orange eyes that shined with distrust. Cautiously he says... "Hello..."
English
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Sounds like a porno
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H-hello*Aer backs up in an retreat of cowardice*
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He looks slightly confused and suprised at the same time. "You aren't shooting or stabbing at me... What house do you belong to?
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I like guardians they are kind and help me survive
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House Judgement~
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His tone lightens "Good... I am here to provide assistance to any friendly house or faction that may need it..."
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Well I...uh...thanks many guardians are helping me out, don't know why you're called the darkness
