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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
4/4/2016 12:30:23 AM
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40K PARTY!!!! OH SHIT MAN HERE
WE GO!!!
[b]Corpse Kebab stands come out with "staff members" shackled to them.[/b]
[b]The deity leans on a stand. A corpse kebab handed to him.[/b]
I don't always eat corpse Kebabs. But when I do...I make sure it's the parents of newly orphaned children.
HA!
[b]He takes a bite.[/b]
[spoiler]Srsly doh 40k party is starting now[/spoiler]
English
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"Okay, I won't." *Realizes I'm covered by his shadow and disappears. His foot that was on my chest falls to the ground.*
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He shakes his. The other Sawyers have lost interest, and they move away. "Anyways, I'm Aaron Sawyer. Like everyone else that was fighting you."
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*Appears behind you.* "I'm sorry, you shake your what?"
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*head "Nothing to apologize about, Im drunk off my ass. I can barely even stand."
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"I can see that..." *pokes you and you fall to the ground.*
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"I want a corpse kebab!"
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Then I'll throw you one! TOMOHAWK STYLE! [b]He throws you a kebab tomohawk style [/b]
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*catches kebab.* "Thanks."
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A man stood out. He was leaning against a wall, covered in shadow. An onyx black mask resembling a skull hid his face. He wore a grey tuxedo with a black undershirt and a white neck tie, along with grey dress pants and black dress shoes, and finally black leather gloves and a black wide-brimmed hat accompanied by a grey scarf. His face showing no emotion because of the mask, he watched the crowd.
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Hey! Slenderman! Either buy something, or Make like a tree and dip the fu[i]c[/i]k out! ....oh jeez you better not jumpscare me like that one drunken clown at the shareholders Meeting....
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He stood still.
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Better do something soon. Like buying my shit. Otherwise, I might have to spoon your eyes out!
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[i]Among the faces that showed up was a lone cowboy, his lightly shaded duster flying behind him, the brown outfit matching the diet beneath his feet. His face was engulfed partially by a shadow, only a single light from a cigar poking out of the left half of his face, the red tip of the cigar producing a white smoke, that matched his beard for the most part, if it hadn't been so transparent. His icy blue eyes cooled the air around him as he stared around at the faces, a slight smile on his face. [/i]
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Yo! Clint Eastwood! You here for the celebration or are you to busy with exposition to participate?! *the deity laughs at his own joke. Mainly because nobody else would understand it*
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"Well I only really got into this place as of late. Was admitted entry in a few weeks ago but only returned last week, so I don't rightly feel all to good about celebrating." [i]The cowboy states, taking a puff of his cigar. [/i]
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[b]The deity starts throwing a bunch of Kebabs at you speaking in a southern dialect[/b] You best be eating now or you'll be falling down soon!
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"Hey man, these are premium human right?" [i]The man asked in response, the accent used by the man he speaks to being shared by both, and he starts eating one of the kebabs, downing them like they were something he had been accustomed to. [/i]
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Premium? If you mean kidnapped a few days ago, having their throats slit then put in my freezer till today premium, then you would be correct!
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"Fūck it, better than some people I've had before... Never eat a mummy bro. Ever."
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Ya man. Moms can be pretty distasteful sometimes. I usually go for the fathers. *he doesn't seem to understand that you meant mummy, but mommy.*
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"Not that kind. I mean the ones in tombs. Although I prefer to eat a tit over a dick any day."
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Uhhhhhh...ya... Ok... So this conversation has uh...gotten out of my comfort zone SOOOO........ Bye. [b]A cannon comes out of the ground and fires you to another stand [/b]
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A cloaked figure leans on a wall and watches the festivities. Drink in hand the mysterious person takes a moment to remember the past, friends, challenges, loses, and victories.
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*Zane falls out of the sky onto the deity* "Ow, Man that was a long fall." *Looks over and notices the food* "Oh sweet, Corpse Kabobs" *Grabs one and takes a bite*
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*the deity starts to bench press you out of instinct*
