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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Evil villainesses always have to have some kind of allies or spies that are close
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Death_Paper|Death Paper]]: OOoooooooo, that IS evil. Using something as cute as us to turn on
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: You also make a great enforcer when it comes to the side-effects of the anime
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| − | infection that make my minions incompetent. You worked wonderfully on [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]].
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Death_Paper|Death Paper]]: That was fun. Anything else?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: You also seem to be immune to the effects of this anime crap. The chibi wand may
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| − | have affected you, but so far I don't see anything bad with this one. That's why I'm hoping next time I start
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| − | monologuing for no reason, or divulging my plans to the heroes, or anything else stupid that I wouldn't normally do,
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| − | that you'll snap me out of it.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Death_Paper|Death Paper]]: By what means?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: If I'm holding you at the time, a good, swift smack to the side of my head should
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Death_Paper|Death Paper]]: Does this mean I'm your anti-cliche device?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Pretty much. Quite a lofty position considering the situation.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Death_Paper|Death Paper]]: :D
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: I get to bring the elephant.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: The entity from non-existance means a western wedding.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Okay then what color dress are you wearing? White is absolutely out of the
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: That hurt. :(
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| − | "Hmm.. So are they both going to be wearing wedding dresses, or is one of them going to wear a tuxedo?" Allen
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| − | asks. "Just a thought that popped up in my mind. I'm now going to go off to betray
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Beryl|Beryl]] and join the good guys, thus sealing my death. Wait... I'm already dead. Never
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| − | mind then."
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Beryl|Beryl]]: You mean [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]], The only thing I have to do with with
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| − | this silly shojo arc is the fact that it seems all of my sister have become Magical girls... :evillaugh
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Kanatash, though I appreciate the thought, I really want the guests to remain as
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| − | sane as they were when they arrived.
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| − | Kanatash: But that's no fun at all.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: *skimming the contents* This isn't even a book related to matrimony!
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| − | Kanatash: :devil: No. No it isn't. :evillaugh
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Caralot|Caralot]]: Hey, [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]], I've got a lot of books realting
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| − | to matri—
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| − | Silver: No.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Caralot|Caralot]]: But isn't matrimony just a prelude to—
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| − | Silver: They aren't even religious!
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Caralot|Caralot]]: In some cultures it's considered re—
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| − | Silver: —ally. Creepy.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Caralot|Caralot]]: But they're perfect for this form of mat—
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| − | Silver: *b*tch slap* Bad mad scientist! Bad!
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Wait does this mean we have to give wedding presents?
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| − | chibi-Nalfien: I guess so.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: :rofl: That flower-girl outfit you have is hilarious!
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| − | chibi-Nalfien: :embarrass *runs away*
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Where is that Shoggoth "love" ointment? That would be a perfect wedding
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| − | Jarlot: *reading an adult magazine with elves on the cover* Oooooo yes.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Well [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]s finally going to pop the question.
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| − | The better evil won.
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| − | *cries like a baby*
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| − | Jarlot: Oooooooo.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Where is your hand?
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| − | Jarlot: I'm sorry are you assuming I'm going to start paying attention to you?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: I must do something horribly evil to disrupt the wedding only to be killed in
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| − | Jarlot: Or you could congradulate the two for their happiness.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: I'll never know why I lost. I mean I did everything right. I presented her
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| − | with the hearts torn out of the chests of enemies, I stabbed all the stupid people who tried to talk to her, I
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| − | burned alive entire villages of Dwarves....
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| − | Jarlot: She have something against Dwarves?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Well no, but I figure that we could make a day of slaughtering them. I
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| − | remember how we first met.
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| − | Jarlot: You're going to rip off 8-bit theatre quotes with Black Mage and White Mage aren't you?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Well in addition to being a Blackguard, I've also studied necromancy under
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Andrea|Andrea]].
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| − | Jarlot: You have?
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Yes, I needed training in how to please women....sex in pentagrams seems to
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| − | be a part of what [[Forgotten_Freedom:Andrea|Andrea]] likes.
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| − | Jarlot: You don't seem to get much in the way of monogamy.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Mono what now?
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| − | Jarlot: Okay. Well in any case, you'll bounce back. You're a man's man.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Yeah.
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| − | Alt-[[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Oooooo isn't this juss LOVELY? I can't wait to redecorate this in frilly
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| − | lace for the wedding! *waves limp wristedly*
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: :blink:
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| − | Jarlot: Oh yeah, I invited him to design for the wedding. I feel obligated to to point out that his being a raging
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| − | queen has nothing to do with his preference in sexuality but merely because he's an interior decorator.
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| − | Alt-[[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: I have a vision for this ship....pastels.
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| − | *Alt [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]] kisses [[Forgotten_Freedom:Doog|Doog]]*
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Doog|Doog]]l: We may make it two weddings!
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]]: Oh...my...God.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]] Paces, Slips Busy in Sharn on an Assassination Job to earn money for their
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| − | retirement. though that was in the far future they'd decided that it would do to have a large nestegg for after the
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| − | whole [[Forgotten_Freedom:Kithle|Kithle]] Empire thing. though [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]] had decided he'd
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| − | probably just give [[Forgotten_Freedom:Kithle|Kithle]] the armies and let him do as he wants, they ran themselves
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| − | *in [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]s mind*
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: is this what i've been reduced to? from a feared warrior and spell caster to a
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| − | security gaurd! HA! this was only because there where no real threats to the crew at the moment.
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| − | The Dark: doesnt it burn? the fact your quickly becoming ... a Lesser used crew member. the new people dont need you
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| − | anymore. hell, the only reason you arnt on the lower decks is because no one dares to oust you yet.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: *sigh* still alive are you?
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| − | The Dark: *nursing several horrible cuts* yes, the Daemon couldnt kill me for long.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: shame * Draws a Hand Crossbow, and shoots The Dark in the Head* perhaps you'll
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| − | stay dead this time.
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| − | The Paladin: ( a version of [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]] wearing all white) well is say! what wasnt polite. i
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| − | mean the fellow was a dreadful bore and everything but there was no need to kill him outright.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: *turns round* Look, if i want to kill someone i will.
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| − | The Paladin: just because your upset about just being a safegaurd for the crew.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: true.
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| − | The Dark: *getting up* Oh great. you let this idiot in.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: *anger rising in his voice* if you two begin to bicker again i'll delete your
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| − | personailties permently. the only reason your still alive is because i need some company.
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| − | The Dark: so sad. to be so intimate with someone but all in all, your alone. theres no one like you in the universe.
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| − | no one whom understands the burden of the knowlege of the future.
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| − | The Paladin: but, thats how its ment to be [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]. You have to find the strenght to bear
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| − | this burden within yourself. its there. i know you can find the strength. she helps doesnt she, she takes away the
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: your both right. but how can you not? your both different perspectives and parts
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| − | of me. though you are not jaded by the foolish thoughts that i must put upwith. for even if i live forever i am
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| − | The Dark: we all have our faults.
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| − | The Paladin: but it is turning these faults into strenghts that makes you different. you have to overcome your
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: you know... this is probably the cause of my insanity. talking to myself in my
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| − | The Paladin: your not insane... your just a Sadistic megalomaniac whom enjoys to wield the powers of the elements in
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| − | The Dark: your unbalanced [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]. and you know it.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: well. *glances around him at the abyss of memories and mental pathways* either
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| − | The Paladin: we are you.
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| − | The Dark: yet at the same time we arnt
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: *sighs* well. i might as well spend some time on Shavarath. i need a few days of
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| − | The Paladin: ah yes. the removal of those foulest creatures known as demons.
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| − | The Dark: ah, the sweet taste of blood in the air. the aroma of burnt flesh. the slaughter.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Savor|Sa'vor]]: well. lets be off.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Wow a bachelor party. Yum, I can almost taste the insane acts about to be
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| − | commited. Two women's last night of freedom, ooooooooo... I will be able to pay a year's worth of service to Ted in
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| − | just one night. Sweet lover of the daughter* this will be fun.
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| − | *for those of you that don't know "lover of the daughter" is a very vile form of curse in the church of Ted. It is
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Levy|Levy]] - Open mic begins now. : Personally I wasn't surprised when
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Satnak|Satnak]] made Breaker Prime. She was a viscious little kid, with no qualms about ripping
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| − | her head level. I knew you as a girl [[Forgotten_Freedom:Satnak|Satnak]], you became a woman behind my back when you
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| − | In between wedding preparations [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] is marshalling her anime army with
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]] when one of her troops stops mid-stride. His face looks oddly pained as his
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| − | eyes suddenly bend to face each other as his face caves in. The process continues until his entire body is turned
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Was that really necessary?
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| − | Kanatash: (shrugs) I like to make an entrance.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: So why are you here then? Come to join my army?
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| − | Kanatash: No, actually I planned to recruit YOU.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Hold you horses there. I'm open to a partner but there isn't room on this ship
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Besides, you can't be a primary villain. You're not an older attractive
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| − | female. (swift whack from [[Forgotten_Freedom:Death_Paper|Death Paper]]) OUCH! That hurt!
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| − | Kanatash: I'm not setting up an evil organization, I'm recruiting both of you to help me get rid of my hippie
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| − | alternate once and for all. Since both of you were responsible for letting the little SOB out I thought it would be
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: About that, I was wondering Uncle, why haven't you been able to kill him
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| − | normally since [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]] stopped being a goddess?
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| − | Kanatash: The ***** decided I needed to suffer from some divine retribution so she maintained the divine providence
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| − | around Hippie Kanatash as long as he stays high.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: But... I always thought you and [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]] got
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| − | Kanatash: Nah, she always hated me.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: But then how did the photos come about?
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| − | Kanatash: Oh THAT, well lets just say [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]] might not like me but every now and then
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: I still don't see any good reason why I should help you in this. I have lots of
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| − | Kanatash: Because if that :censored: hippie isn't stopped soon he's going to bring down your entire drug empire.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: (sceptical) Why on Eberron would he bring us down? He's a hippie, they're our
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| − | Kanatash: He's not going to dismantle your empire, he's just going to run it dry. Your lab is now contains the only
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: That's preposterous, there's no way he could get in my lab. I have it warded
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| − | Kanatash: That's what Cool Cthulhu thought too but he's been cleaned out.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: WHAT! But I just dropped a metric ton of my best stuff off with him this morning
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| − | Kanatash: And it was gone before Cool Cthulhu ever had a chance at it. If my calculations are correct my alternate
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: (taken aback) That shouldn't be possible but then he is YOUR alternate. Fine,
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| − | Up on deck Hippie Kanatash and Cool Cthulhu are sitting on the deck near John. Hippie Kanatash has now taken the
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| − | Hippie Kanatash: You wanna get high?
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| − | Cool Cthulhu : NO GAWDAMN IT! WE DON"T WANT TO GET HIGH KANATASH!
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| − | Hippie Kanatash: Towlie.
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| − | Cool Cthulhu : Fine, Towlie. No, we don't want to get high. That's all we've been doing for the last three weeks.
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| − | I mean I like getting high but enough is enough.
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| − | Towlie: Where, what?
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| − | Cool Cthulhu : That's it. I'm leaving.
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| − | Towlie: Where are we going?
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| − | Cool Cthulhu stands up and stalks off.
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| − | Towlie: (calling after him) Don't forget to bring a towel.
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| − | Without missing a step Cool Cthulhu , flips him off with several of his tentacles.
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| − | Towlie: Well, I'm gonna get a little high.
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| − | John: You know right about now I wish I had legs so I could walk off too.
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| − | Towlie: That's why Towlie says don't forget to bring a towel.
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| − | John: You're REALLY annoying, you know that?
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| − | Towlie: Yeah I think so.
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| − | John: You know, I'm not even going to try and understand what you ment by that.
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| − | Towlie: I've no idea what's going on.
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| − | John: :doh: Just shut up.
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| − |
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| − | Towlie: Are we going to get high?
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| − | John: (developes an uncontrollable twich that causes the entire ship to shake)
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| − |
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| − | Towlie: Well, I gotta go now. That's my last joint.
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| − |
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| − | John: (begins silently thanking every god of every religeon he can think of and then creates a few new ones to
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| − |
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| − | thank as well)
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| − | ---
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| − |
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| − | Meanwhile in [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]'s lab...
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Ok, here it is. (carrying an plant cover with iridescent marijuana leaves) This
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| − |
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| − | is a big sacrifice on my part you know. Do you realize how long it took me reproduce my work after Cool Cthulhu
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| − |
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| − | ate my first one.
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| − | Kanatash: Good, so this is the same stuff the turned Cool Cthulhu into a hippie? Then is should just be strong
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| − |
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| − | enough. Just remember, it's this or everything
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: (entering though the door) All right I planted the join outside next to door
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| − |
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| − | and locked the door like you said. What I want to know is why put the joint outside and why lock the door if we
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| − |
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| − | WANT him to come in and smoke that plant [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] is holding?
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: You don't understand how his mind works. I do, I've studied him in the wild. Watched him in his natural
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| − |
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| − | habitat. Cataloged his behavioral tendencies. I know how he will react and what we have to do. Trust me.
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: If you weren't my uncle I'd say that would be a REAL bad idea.
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| − | Kanatash: I'll take that as a compliment. Now we need to be out of sight before he shows up.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]], if you please?
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] summons up her shadow powers and conceals the three of them in darkened corner.
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| − |
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| − | ---
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| − |
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| − | Moments later Towlie arrives at the door to [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]'s lab.
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| − |
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| − | Towlie: (staring at the Keypad next to the door) I'm sure I can remember the code if I get high. (see's the joint
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| − |
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| − | as his feet) Ok.
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| − |
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| − | He then proceed to light up and smoke the joint before once again looking at the keypad. He begins pressing button
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| − |
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| − | and as he presses them they make semi-musical tones. He continues at this for almost a minute before pausing.
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| − |
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| − | Towlie: That's the tune to funky town. I still don't know the code though. Wait, what code? Oh well.
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| − |
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| − | He floats though the door, seemingly without any resistance despite the numerous wards
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] has placed on it, including making it impenetrable to incorporeal creatures. Once
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| − |
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| − | inside he sees in front of him [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]'s iridescent plant along with a razor blade and
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| − |
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| − | several small pieces of paper.
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| − |
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| − | Towlie: Well, I'm gonna get a little high.
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| − |
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| − | He then proceeds to roll himself a joint and light up. Upon taking the first draw he suddenly seizes up as if
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| − |
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| − | suddenly paralyzed. As he hits the floor he mumble something along the lines of, "I'm so high right now."
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash, [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]], and [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]] burst from the shadows at the
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| − |
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| − | same time.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Is he dead?
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: (checking pulse) I'm afraid not.
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| − |
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| − | She reaches for a long dagger and moves slit his throat but suddenly the ship lurches violently, tossing her across
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| − |
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| − | the room.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: What the :censored: was that!
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: Divine providence. He's still protected.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: (indignantly) So what was the point of having him smoke that stuff! I thought it
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| − |
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| − | would burn out his mind for good!
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: That stuff will burn through brain cells faster than Kelter goes through plots to seduce Jaela but he's
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| − |
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| − | the ultimate hippie. By their definition they don't have enough gray matter left to actually be functional members
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| − |
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| − | of society. Even that stuff only has the power to knock him out for a little while. There's no way to truly kill
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| − |
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| − | him as he's still a hippie and he's not smart enough to change in any conventional manner. The whole point of this
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| − |
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| − | was to immobilize him long enough for me to do THIS. (pulls out a staple gun looking device, puts it to Towlie’s
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| − |
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| − | head, and pulls the trigger) There. Ok, we're all done here.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: That’s IT?! After all this set up that’s all you wanted to do to him?! Put
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| − |
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| − | a staple in his head?!
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: (evil smile) That was no staple. It was a microchip that will cause death metal, the bane of all hippies,
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| − |
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| − | to play continually inside his head.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Cruel, but how does it help us.
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: I theorize it should have an effect similar to what happened to the demon bound by the silver flame. When
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| − |
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| − | continually faced with something that his nature cannot cope with he eventually mutate into something that can cope
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| − |
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| − | with it.
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| − |
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| − | ---
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| − |
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| − | Several days later. Towlie has been locked in an padded, observation chamber without any drugs. Kanatash,
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]], and [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] have all checked in on his progress
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| − |
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| − | periodically. Through the days his form has slowly transformed changing to become more humanoid. On the third day
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]] is seen rushing to Kanatash's side.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: (excitedly) Quick, you have to see this! I think he's finally snapped!
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: (giddy) What are we waiting for? I can't wait to see, just, how he broke.
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| − |
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| − | The two of them arrive at the door of the cell. [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] is off preparing for the wedding
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: Open the door. Let's see just what has become of him.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]] yanks open the cell door and a figure steps forth. It resembles Kanatash
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| − |
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| − | except it is dressed entirely in black clothing and has unnaturally pale skin.
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| − |
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| − | Alt Kanatash: Life is nothing but pain and hopelessness.
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: (puts his hand together, Mr. Burns style) Eeeeexxxxcellent. The transformation is complete.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: So what, he's a goth now?
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: Kind of. More precisely he's a stereotypical goth. He's constantly depressed, sees everything as
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| − |
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| − | hopeless, hates everthing but mostly himself, and tries to isolate himself from others. Let him out. He’s no
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| − |
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| − | danger now to anyone but himself.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Wait, since he’s not a hippie anymore doesn’t that mean he’s not protected by
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| − |
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| − | divine providence anymore?
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: In a word, yes.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: So why don’t you just kill him.
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: Because letting him live is SO much crueler.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: I know that, but I’m not sure that even he deserves this.
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| − |
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| − | Kanatash: Meh, since when have we given people what they deserve. Come on. We have some festivities to prepare
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| − |
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| − | for.
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| − |
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| − | ----
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| − | Captain Jarlot: Alright, I'm going to be apparently performing the ceremony here.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Hold up son. I need to do this.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: Didn't the Doctor I recommended to you help deal with you?
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Kervorkians a great guy! We played golf together and talked about the underclasses along with why
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| − |
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| − | they sucked.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: I don't think they want a wedding performed by you.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Why not?
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: First of all it's a wedding between two women.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Thus spaketh Dol Dorn that women loving women is pleasing to his eyes if unto hot be they
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: Oh sweet....you memorized the Book of Dol Dorn?
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: As a Reverend of the one true god of alcohol, firearms, and tobacco. I proudly work my God's will.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: I hate the fact I'm rapidly becoming your straight man.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: In any case, I can understand these new fangled female ideas if it means free food at the wedding.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Andrea|Andrea]]: Jarlot, is this a day wedding? Our vampire guests are curious.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: In the Kitchen NOW woman. Make me a sandwich.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Andrea|Andrea]]: FIREBALL!
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| − |
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| − | *Admiral Jarlot is singed horribly with third degree burns in many places*
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: See? This is the result of you not keeping them sexually satisfied. It's a Captain's duty to keep
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| − |
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| − | the trollops on the ship properly pleased, otherwise of course they turn to each other.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: I keep my women plenty well satisfied.
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| − |
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| − | Tifa: I still urge to have your baby despite my merging. Let us make hot mad love.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: WELLLLLLLLLL?
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: It IS possible for a man to not want to have sex with a woman while being perfectly heterosexual.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Dol Dorn spakes that sex has no face and it is glorious in all places.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: Oh great....
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]]: It's okay. I'll join in.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: That's very sweet of you [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]].
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]]: Not really. Brianna loves sex with Tifa too. You're just an added bonus.
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: I'm glad I sunk all my excess skill points in Book of Erotic Fantasy feats.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]]: I still say "Sexual Cohort: Solar Deva" is a broken game mechanic.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Put the spurs to her son. Reminds me of your mother, she was a beautiful Centaur lass....
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Aerith|Aerith]] and Tifa: :blink:
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| − |
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| − | Captain Jarlot: And we're GONE....
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| − |
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| − | Emo Kanatash: I like cutting myself.
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: By God son, finally a REAL man!
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| − |
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| − | Emo Kanatash: You know there's nothing beyond death but oblivion and all life is a cruel joke man?
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Then how would we have ressurection spells?
| |
| − |
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| − | Emo Kanatash: :blink:
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Here! Read this!
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| − |
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| − | Emo Kanatash: ....Jack Chick cartoons?
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Yes, they'll improve your lifestyle tremendously!
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| − |
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| − | Emo Kanatash: *reads them* *brain brakes*
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| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Feel any different?
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| − |
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| − | Flamite Kanatash: Yes, I think there's been a little too much SINNING going on around on this ship!
| |
| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: That's the spirit. Use it to be biased, bigoted, and cruel in the name of a loving faith. Off you
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| − |
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| − | go son.
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| − |
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| − | Flamite Kanatash: GGRRRRRRRRRR
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| − |
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| − | *Jarlot in his boxers*
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| − |
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| − | Captain jarlot: They're getting warmed up. I just stepped out to say you're going to pay for that and he'll be dead
| |
| − |
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| − | before this plot is over. Possibly at my hands.
| |
| − |
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| − | Admiral Jarlot: Ah, like all Boomers he had a Soccer Dad in him somewhere. Now where's the buffet so I can yak in
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| − |
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| − | it and smoke?
| |
| − |
| |
| − | ----
| |
| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] has managed to capture [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]] and is currently trying to
| |
| − |
| |
| − | figure out a way to snap her out of the shojo mode she's in.
| |
| − |
| |
| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]]: :weep: Oh, woe is me! [[Forgotten_Freedom:Michael|Michael]] will never love me
| |
| − |
| |
| − | because Sakura is so much prettier! WAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! :weep:
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Can't you just smack her like you did me?
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Though it might be the most expedient route, no. I'm not hitting my fiancee.
| |
| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: Why not?! It didn't seem to bother you when you hit me! :mad:
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: You like that kind of thing and you know it. P/Y/R makes no effort to hide what
| |
| − |
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| − | she does with you, just to bother me. I get ambient images when she's around.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Volrath|Volrath]]: :eek: :blush: :ghosted:
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]]: :weep: I can only hope for a prominant secondary role. It is only fair to Sakura,
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| − |
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| − | as she is the center of the universe! :weep:
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Still, I need to find a way to get through to her... :lightbulb
| |
| − |
| |
| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]]: How shall I eve-mmmph!
| |
| − |
| |
| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]] has grabbed [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]] and initiated a majorly awesome french
| |
| − |
| |
| − | kiss. For a moment, [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]] is a bit startled, but seems ok with it. Eventually, she returns
| |
| − |
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| − | the kiss.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: *breaking off* There. Better?
| |
| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Lisa|Lisa]]: *shakes her head to clear it* Whoa. I feel like I've just woken up from a bit part
| |
| − |
| |
| − | in one of those B-movies Captain Jarlot makes us watch... *the events of the last few days sink in* What was that
| |
| − |
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| − | all about?
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Terra|Terra]]: Unfortunately, it's not over yet. I still have my part to play, and I don't think
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| − |
| |
| − | you want to be involved with what I have to do. Though I do think [[Forgotten_Freedom:Satnak|Satnak]]'s graduation
| |
| − |
| |
| − | ceremony is still going on. You may have time to get in on open mike session.
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| − |
| |
| − | ----
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| − | Rixle - OHHHHH **** SHE'S GONNA KILL US!!!
| |
| − |
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| − | Telfon - Not if we die in the crash.
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| − |
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| − | Rixle - What crash?
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| − |
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| − | Telfon - This one.
| |
| − |
| |
| − | SKRAKRASH
| |
| − |
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| − | Rixle - What happened?
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| − |
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| − | Telfon - I was trying to speed things along and stole the space between us and the FF.
| |
| − |
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| − | Rixle - Which you didn't mention beforehand, huh?
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Levy|Levy]] - [SIZE=1]Both of you get into your dress robes.[/SIZE]
| |
| − |
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| − | Rixle and Telfon dash to their bags and get changed.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Levy|Levy]] - The ceremony starts in 15 minutes.
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| − | -------------------------
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Satnak|Satnak]] - Well this is getting dull.
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| − |
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| − | Sakura - You would think something would happen by now.
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| − |
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| − | [[Forgotten_Freedom:Satnak|Satnak]] - I tell ya its criminal the lack of appreciation.
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| − |
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| − | Sakura - How many Liquid keel haulings have you had tonight?
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