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1/9/2016 9:18:40 PM
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"[b]Fuçk![/b]" he shouts, stamping his boot into the ground.
"Is there a way I can get to the pocket dimension?"
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"You'd have to step through a portal"
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"[i]What portal?![/i]" he asks harshly, obviously annoyed and frustrated.
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"The portal that the owner of said pocket dimension creates"
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"How do I open it?"
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"Ya can't"
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"So it just randomly opens?"
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"The owner of said pocket dimension has to open it"
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"So... Is there a way to ask him to open it?"
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"If you see him"
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"But he's in the pocket dimension, correct?"
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"He'll come out eventually"
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"[i]When?![/i]"
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"I don't know"
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"[b][i]God FUÇKING dammit![/i][/b]" he barks, and throws his Smith and Wesson down on the ground in rage. The revolver triggers and fires a .44 Magnum into his thigh, shredding the black denim of his jeans and making blood fly. He collapses onto the ground in pain and yells in agony. "[b][i]JESUS H. CHRIST, MY LEG![/i][/b]" he cries, his face becoming red with pain.
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"CALM DOWN OR I WILL BE FORCED TO OPEN FIRE"
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"[b][i]I just got my leg shot by a .44! What the fuçk is this?![/i][/b]" he cries, and growls in more pain.
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"CALM DOWN"
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"[b][i]Fuçk you, I'm in intense goddamned pain right now![/i][/b]" He then reaches over painfully with an agonized groan to collect his revolver and holster it.
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[b]It aims its high powered plasma rifle at him[/b] "CALM. DOWN."
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He growls through bared teeth, a tear coming from his wide, tense eyes. "[i]Calming down![/i]" he says harshly. He rocks back and forth on the ground, gripping his leg.
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[b]It stays silent but still aims at him [/b]
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He timidly stands up, stumbling a little, but eventually straightens himself, leaning on his unharmed leg. "There's gotta be November operatives outside of the pocket dimension..."
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"Indeed"
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He looks up at the automaton standing over him. "Will you help me find them?" he asks.
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"Sure'
