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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
9/20/2015 4:23:13 PM
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"You know, I don't hate the Darkness for what it is."
Ginger strolls down the Tower Path with his companion as he speaks, sounding remarkably calm as he does so. He is adorned simply in an under-armor mesh suit, overlaid with dark gold and black colorings.
"Well, let's take the Hive; primordial, uncaring, unfeeling. They are the antithesis of the Light, the closest we've seen to utter Darkness and in that sense their actions are respectable. They are simply doing their duty, arbitrated by their nature and their gods, just as we are, and because of that they need to be stopped. The Vex are similar, and the Cabal..."
He pauses, considering what to say next.
"Well, we don't know too much about them. What I've been meaning to get to is the Fallen. The Eliksni are a broken race of thieves, scavengers, and murderers, and they are a scourge upon this land. Unlike the other races, they made a conscious decision to destroy our civilization, and served as the chief perpetrator for the Collapse. After all this, the billions of lives and hundreds of years they cost us, they expect us to forgive them, to allow their splinter groups to work alongside us. They could not have changed their nature, for the Traveller would have seen the good in them before it left. No, I have, and will always despise the Fallen above all else."
(Open to Corra, Striker, or anyone else.)
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Edited by Flamyng, Singer of Flames: 9/20/2015 5:23:09 PMI hate hive. *Corra was walking behind him*
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"I can imagine why."
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Mmm....
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"One sec, a medic frame will be with you shortly, but for now do you just wanna chat?"
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Sure.....
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"Umm... So, you first."
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What?
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"I can't think of anything to say because I'm buzzed, so would you like to ask me anything?"
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Why are you being nice to me.
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"Because I'm hella drunk."
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Eiiijghhht
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"... Are you ok?"
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"Then what was that? You were like, 'Eiuughjt.'"
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That was riggggghhhhhhtttt
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[spoiler]you must've misspelled it terribly then[/spoiler] "That's not what it came out as..."
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"Oh come on... I'm not that drunk yet."
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*I try to punch you but fail* Tired....
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He looks around for a frame, and lightens up when he sees one "Don't worry, there's a medic frame coming this way. You'll have plenty of time to sleep and recover once you get to the infirmary. Good luck." He gets up as the frame comes towards you
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*I get up, and start backing away*
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He groans in frustration "Ugh don't worry, he's just going to help you."
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*she turns and starts runninf*
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He sighs "Tower security, we have a runner near the infirmary. Just... Ignore her. I've got this." He slowly gets up from his chair and walks Ayer her
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*she jumps off the tower, lands, and keeps running*
