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10/21/2015 12:42:42 PM
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Dean steps out of the craft, having multiple cuts on his face and arms. They heal at an insane rate.
"Great job, Maverick."
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"No probs, Goose." [b]he chuckles, punching him in the arm.[/b]
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Dean laughs as well. He starts walking towards the base, shotgun in his hands.
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[b]he walks to, pistol on his hip, sword in the back.[/b]
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Dean keeps walking and eventually finds the mess hall, stocked with beer and food of all sorts.
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"Oh sweet! Hey, want a snack?"
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"Screw that, I want a burger." Dean breaks into a light jog towards the mess hall. [spoiler]Afk for school[/spoiler]
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"Damn fuсkin' right!"
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He comes out with two hot burgers. "Mircowaved? Who gives a shit?" Dean throws one to you and takes a bite.
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"Meh. Guess it's as good as it gets." [b]he grabs the burger and takes a bite. With his cloth mask still on (think like Deadpool's)[/b]
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He shakes his head. "You just kinda go through whatever the hell you want, don't you?"
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"Damn right! How do you think I punch stuff?" [b]he says, his mouth full.[/b]
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"Like a normal human- never mind."
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"Dude, you don't even know. This one time, I "castrated" a guy that was really pissin' me off. Pretty funny."
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"You shoved your fist up his ass? Dude, what the -blam!-."
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"Nah. Phased my hand through his sack and crushed his nuts. The dude was screaming like a girl." [b]he chuckles.[/b]
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"That made my balls hurt just hearing that." He blinks a few times, readjusting his stance.
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"It sure as hell looked like it hurted. He might've died later. Meh, I dunno. Like I care." [b]he shrugs.[/b] "His girl was hot. She was pretty good too." [b]he grins, his mask stretching slightly.[/b]
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He chuckles. "We're cool right? I'd prefer to keep my balls."
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"Yeah dude. You're a smart Kid."
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"I'm 26, but alright." He finishes his burger and starts walking around again.
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"And I'm just over a thousand years. Maybe two. I [i]think[/i] two. Not too sure, I stopped counting after 1000."
