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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/15/2017 8:23:57 AM
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"Well..."
Bedlam leaned back, placing his feet on a nearby table.
"Considering my race is just a bunch of violent by nature *ssholes...I'm pretty familiar with war, yeah. I helped commit genocide a long while back against a race we considered our rivals. As for love...I'm not so sure."
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"Bah. Got to be some crazy girls that're into murderers. Besides - you're still a younger tark, you look to be the type to go after some gals. And you've gone on a genocide? Cheers. Not exactly genocidal 'ere, though I've got three-hundred and eleven under my belt. What about you? You don't even know, do you?" [i]At that, Dúsh would only grin.[/i]
