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Edited by The WORLD1897:
1/24/2016 2:22:03 PM
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[b]Suddenly, Jason wakes up, gasping for air, the many holes in his chest already closing themselves. He shook his head,[/b] "No, no, no, I died. End of story," [b] He pulled a pistol from his jacket and shot himself in the head.[/b] [spoilerill finish the post later, gtg.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]imma just reply...[/spoiler] [b]all 3 of the men including the leader look down on him laying on the floor.[/b] 1: [b]crouches down and searches his pockets for any ID.[/b] "Get him back to the barrows" 2: "[u]aye[/u]" [b]two of the men pick you up and lay you on the bed of a truck, the third man drives and the first stands guard, watching for any pursuers while the second tends to your wounds [/b]
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[b]You notice he has two hearts, and veins, organs, and tissues are snaking across the hole in his chest. His eyes fluttered open, glowing blue. He was blind, clearly. A glowing blue sword telekinetically floated from his back, 'looking' back and forth from the men. His head moved in sync with the sword.[/b] "Who are you people?"
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1: "that's not important now, we gotta make sure that the way your healing is.. Natural or remotely safe." 2: "[u]JOHN! PICK UP THE PACE, THIS DUDES DYING![/u] 3: [i]"chill, we're almost there"[/i] 1: "what's your name, guy?"
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"I am cursed with immortality. The name is Jason. I am also cursed to be blind with the exception of this sword acting as my eyes." [b]He poked a few of his internal organs, before buttoning his dress shirt closed, and button his jacket, as well as straightening his tie.[/b] "You wouldn't happen to have a bandana? For my eyes?"
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/24/2016 8:03:48 PM1: "ugh, fine." [b]he pulls the hood down, he cuts the hood off and wraps it around the dudes head.[/b] 3: [i]"BRO I ALMOST DIED FOR THESE OPTICAL CLOAKS..."[/i] 1: "chill, the Avalon just kinda leaves em out, we can just steal em there." [b]three mumbles something as they pull through a rather large city in the truck. Homes made of salvaged metals and other material form large buildings. A crashed spacecraft marks the cities castle. The truck turns and end up in front of a small shack[/b] 1: "here we are."
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"Thank you. But, uh- I'm fine. Thank you for the assistance, but I have a ship of my own to get back to the Avalon." [b]He wiped his own blood from his kitana.[/b]
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2: "[u]ehh, I can get you there now if you'd like..[/u]" 3: "[i]can we take off the masks?"[/i] 1: "fine..." [b]all three of them remove the old gas masks, the first man does not have eyes, and tears constantly pour from the sockets into his mask (http://cyanideinmycereal.deviantart.com/art/Image-583204118) The second man is completely jet black with piercing red eyes The third man is pretty much exactly identical to the first man, but actually has eyes and doesn't have that strange mask.[/b] 3: "[i]screw it, I'm lookin for Carrie[/i]" 2: "[u]SHE'S DEAD HOMIE![/u]" 3 "[i]STOP CRUSHING MY DREAMS![/I] [b]one and two burst out laughing as he runs off [/b]
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[b]A futuristic drop ship, flies toward us. It slows to a hover, on auto pilot, above Jason.[/b] "That's my ride. See you, gents."
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1: "see ya" 2 "[u]baiiii[/u]"
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[b]He disappears, teleporting into the ship. The ship hovers, turns to face straight up, and jumps into lightspeed, disappearing.[/b]
