*I awake in a pile of broken tables, hungover*
.... Goddammit.
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*looks at you* You humans never could handle that liquid. Your primitive stomachs could not handle what we used used to drink on our worlds.
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*an odd tune is heard* *out of the forest. You see tables. Jumping up and down towards you*
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*watches tables* What... The ... F*ck? Did somebody drug me when I was asleep?
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*the tables come closer. One of them does a back flip and hits your chin*
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Ow! Stupid hallucination-table... *I draw one sword*
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*all the tables jump at you*
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Edited by DigitalNinja: 5/10/2015 7:11:22 PM*I slice them apart in what I assume is a drug-induced hallucination* Ha! Take that you stupid pieces of wood!
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*a table falls on your head.*
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Edited by DethByWoodChuk: 5/10/2015 6:39:03 PM*plays guitar next to you on a broken table* Hey. Felix is taking credit for the old thread bring shut down.
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Yeah.. I'm aware. It was the cap that made it hidden... I believe it's time I have a talk with him..
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Agreed. How are we going to rebuild though.
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It will take a while... As of now, just salvage what we can.
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*An elf stands over you, watching* "Hello sir, we have been awaiting you..."
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*still disoriented* ...how long? How long was I out? And who are you?
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"You have been unresponsive for several hours, sir. *He bows* And I am Lord Windrow, High Singer of the Southern Realm."
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Southern realm?
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"One of the 5 Lands of the Sidhe, of course. We have been waiting for you, we need your instruction on how to complete your Dojo."