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4/21/2015 12:37:14 AM
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Lackeys?
Huh?
Never get a rest...
*I lie down on the ground and aim through my scope*
*I cough and distort my aim*
Dammit...
*I steady it again*
English
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The lackeys flood up the stairs and pour into the throne room. Suddenly the whole place shakes and the lights turn red. There is a gnashing of teeth, howls, screams and the aura of the castle turns dark and foreboding.
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... Could've knocked, first. *I fire at the lackys, picking off a number of them*
