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originally posted in: Prison of Exiles (RP - RoB)
6/22/2016 1:21:13 PM
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*After being on this ship for what seemed like an eternity, Mortar was excited to wake up. After he seemed to sleep in, he woke up to find his winged cat thing Mion resting on his back* Mion, you awake? *The cat opens it's eyes and yawns quietly, as cats do* [b]Now I am...[/b] Can you get off? [b]Aww, I'm comfy.[/b] Fine then... *Mortar dissolved into his bed and reformed next to it. Mion definitely was unpleased, he got his cushion removed from under him, so he got up and stretched for what seemed like an eternity* [b]Why did you do that?[/b] I'm excited, I feel as if something is gonna happen, something more... interesting. Until then, I'm gonna see if I can break my personal best of creatures killed. [b]Hopefully I'm not on that list[/b] Come on, you're my companion. I may be part demon but I'm not a monster. *Mortar let out a long yawn, then put on his sash, the many knives glimmering in the light, and placed his hand between his shoulder blades. When he did that, his sword began to form. It was unique, I'll tell you that. It was a four and a half foot dark blue katana/broadsword mix, made of some unique alloy. When fully formed, it ignited in emerald green flames* Alright, I don't know about you Mion, but I'm feeling lucky. *And with that, Mortar left his room, ready for almost anything.* [spoiler]Open to everyone.[/spoiler]
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  • [b][i]You hear an alarm coming from general quarters. Screams fill the air as mobs of frightened people run away from the slums. Loads of armed guards make their way to the direction of the screams. https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/207215256/0/0/1 [spoiler]feel free to play along[/spoiler] [/i][/b]

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  • Ah, shit. *Mortar tries to stop one of the guards. Obviously, Mortar has no idea what is going on, his blazing crimson eyes showing a mix of confusion and concern, but he still feels obligated to help, because before he was here, he was but a Vigilante. A simple ghost roaming his world, mowing down terrorists like death itself. He should know, death was his father, and Mortar was beyond death.* Hey, do you know what is going on?

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