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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
9/10/2016 1:02:07 AM
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[b]Busy Day [/b]
[b]The Lounge of Blades had been busy the entire day. It was stormy outside, the rain being on and off for the most part.
People came inside, trying to have a good time this in terrible weather. Most of them succeeded, resulting in bar fights and forcing the Knights Hamilton and Jeremiah to take their bouncer positions more seriously.
Marcus, the slave Magrim had bought and freed was leaning against the wall, Maso and Magrim talking about how to hold a weapon correctly and whatnot.
Merlin, and Joker where no where to be seen, probably off somewhere reading.
The bar was full of life, until a man walked in.
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He walked directly up to the board, signing up for a fight and turning to the crowd of people
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"WHO WILL ACCEPT MY CHALLENGE?"
[b]The Masked man raised his sword, stabbing into the ground as he took off his gauntlet, throwing it to the ground.
This single move was an ancient call. A call to a duel. [/b]
[spoiler]Open![/spoiler]
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*Mortar turns to face Roy* Yeah, I was expecting a fight though...
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"Dude's gone crazy. He's been through shit. Shit that drives human beings crazy."
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 9/11/2016 5:18:25 PM*Mortar sighs a little* We've all undergone something like that
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"True that."
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*Mortar grins slightly under his mask* Why don't we get some more drinks. For old time's sake
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"Considering I own the place? Why not"
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Great! *Mortar begins walking back to the bar, occasionally looking back at the guy sobbing his eyes out*
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[b]Royal hops behind the counter, looking through the drinks [/b] "What'll it be?"
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 9/11/2016 5:28:48 PMWhat do you recommend for a guy that doesn't get drunk on normal stuff?
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"Ascendance. But that could kill you."
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What's the point of finding it if we're not allowed to drink it?
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"I didn't say you weren't." [b]He shrugs, crouching and standing up with a bottle in hand [/b]
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Eh, screw it. Gimme a shot
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[b]He grabs a glass, pouring it in [/b]
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[b]He grabs a glass, pouring it in [/b]
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*Mortar takes the glass, slightly hesitant*
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"Try it."
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*Mortar takes in a deep breath* To hell with it! *He tilts his head back, pouring the shot in*
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"MORTAR!"
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Yeah Royal?
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[b]As you look back at him, you realize it's your father [/b] "Mortar."
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*Mortar stumbles back a little* The -blam!-!?
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[b]The man grins [/b] "How do you do?"
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The -blam!-!?
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"Oh come now!" [b]As you look around, you notice you are now in the Underworld. Garuud charges you and your vision goes black. When you awake, you can no longer speak. You see a mirror and notice your a baby [/b]
