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7/8/2016 1:02:19 PM
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[b]The man backs up. [/b]
"Woah there buddy watch where you swing that thing. "
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Relax, man, it's just a knife. *The figure tosses it up in the air, catches it, and resumes flipping it around* So, I never caught your name.
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"I'm can't remember my name" Says the man confused. "What is yours? "
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Name's Mortar. Known by many, considered god by few, considered Ex God by more.
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"Woah." Says the man in awe "Now can we get out of this creepy hallway? "
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I suppose we can, I'm not exactly sure how, but... I guess there are only two ways out.
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"Two ways out?" Says the man nervously "If you're a God how did you end up in this place? "
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Yeah, two ways out of this hallway. The way you came from and the way you're going. Oh, and my Portal Stick Thingy broke, brought me here.
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"Ah so I see" "How about we go forward not back the way I came from"
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Sure. *Mortar begins walking down the hallway, occasionally looking back at you*
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[b]The man limps behind you[/b] "So how many people live on this ship? " The man says while still walking.
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Not sure, really. I can tell there are a lot
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"Are they all good or are there bandits and thieves too?"
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Let's just say that not everyone is nice
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"Oh ok" Says the man worryingly
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What? It's not like where you came from everyone was all good.
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"I don't remember but yes you must be right."
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*Mortar turns to face* Wait, you don't even know who you are? That's new
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"No clue" Says the man *Ding* "I just heard something from behind us"
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Yeah, me too... *Mortar forms an iron ball the size of a basketball out of thin air. It stays between his hands, hovering there*
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"Woah magic! I thought that stuff was only made up!" *Ding* "The noise is getting louder! "
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Sure... what the hell is that?
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"I don't know but it's scaring me" *Tap Tap Tap* "It's walking behind us! "
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*Mortar looks behind him to see...*
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"Look!" [b]The figure sprints toward us with a flaming broadsword. [/b]
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Oh, I can take him. *The ball flies at the figure at a high speed, then explodes, sending shrapnel all over him*
