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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*looks at you in confusion* Gore is my son. -
Oh. Yeah, you don't look like my dad very much
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
However, you do look familiar... -
Wait what?
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
You look like a corpse I mangled long ago. -
That sounds fun. I'm Tubbs. Who did you say your son is?
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
[i]His name is Gore, but he calls himself "Mortar."[/i] -
Oh yeah him. He was in a tournament. I think he lost on his second fight. But I did too so...
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
[i]of course. He was awful in fights[/i] -
I guess you can come in. But i'll have to follow you around
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
[i]and why is that?[/i] -
Make sure you don't cause trouble
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
[i]What kind of trouble?[/i] *Mortar appears from the ground* Father. [i]Gore.[/i] Do not call me that anymore. [i]I can and will.[/i] -
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Oh, sorry Tubbs. This is my father. -
I know. He told me. Btw, do you have any baby pictures of Mortar?
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
He never really liked me... Don't know why he's coming to me now. *glare at each other* -
So that's a no. There goes my blackmailing opportunity.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
[i]pardon?[/i] -
Oh nothing.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
[i]Can you let me in, so we can have a... Private conversation?[/i] -
Yeah sure. [b]lets you in[/b] [b]leaves[/b] [b]activates invisibility cloak and goes back[/b]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
I can see you [i]who?[/i] Tubbs -
[b]is silent[/b] [i]If I don't move or talk then they'll never know...[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar grabs you by your arm, he can see you via infrared, and rips off your cloak*