originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b][i]Ali's face showed rage.[/i][/b] "Fine. Evil Po. Demon Po. Whatever the hell his name is."
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[u]Aldur sighs before motioning towards Po. A large beast lumbers out, but you know what he looks like and I'm to tired to describe it. He drags his hand along the ground, his fingers leaving long, black trails in the grass.[/u] A: "[i]Why does everybody choose the edgy people?[/i]" P:"[i]Because Balthazar's to much of a goody two shoes and everybody else is boring.[/i]" [u]Aldur chuckles at the concept, entertained for the most part.[/u]
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"Damn right he is." [b][i]Ailanna holds out her massive greatsword with her right hand, the blade gleaming brightly. With her left, she grabs her submachine gun, grinning madly.[/i][/b]
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[u]Po cackles deeply as he creates a torrent of tendrils behind him, their tips bladed and dripping with a noxious acid. He begins to seemingly charge a ball of mist, ignoring her completely.[/u]