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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/13/2016 11:43:23 AM
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[i]Irina didn't hesitate. She immediately launched herself towards that selfish mother-blam!-ing magician bitch, swinging rapidly and without pattern with the Darksaber in her hands.[/i]
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[b]He rolls backwards, reaching into a shadow and blocking the swings by pulling out his own LIGHTSABER which glows a purple color [/b]
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However, a Ghostly white figure phased from above and the room became fücking cold. Ghiaccio, The Stand User came here to claim the key for himself. It was merely -100°C but he could push that way further.
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[b]The key, which is already gone had one way to be accessible. A man clad in black armor, who was dodging Irina's attacks. He felt the sudden coldness and exploded into shadows, disappearing [/b]
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"What the fück! God dammit!" White Album shouted in anger. But then got an idea. If this person wanted to use the key...they would have to return.
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[b]He rolled backwards, getting to his feet and blocking the wild swings. [/b] "Someone's upset."
