*the guard raise their weapons*
(Guard) Halt. Identify yourself or we will fire on you.
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I am wickland i mean no harm...unless you do of course
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*the guard looks at you confused* (Guard) what are you doing here and how is this your planet?
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Edited by Despicable gnome: 6/1/2015 5:23:43 PMI was created by the previouse inhabitants of the same breed as me without the...machinery They were going extinct so they made me to immortalise them hence the machinery iv been living on this planet ever since Its my planet becuase my spiecies was the first and last spiecies inhabiting this planet it belongs to my race. It wast us you were fighting up there it was other invaders i had had trouble with for years I didnt realise you were planning on inhabiting this planet i thought of you as space pirates taking their resources and leavig I was slightly alarmed when i found your base on my weekly planet walk so sorry for the rude entry But i want to thank you for taking care of those other invaders i may appear nice but if you show me any threat i will cut you all down until there is no one left. *a bloodthirsty gleam in its eyes tells you it isnt lying*
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*a mainac laught is heard* (sal) YOU THINK yous care me? AHAHAHHAHAHA I dont care who you are. Ive fougth things like you hal mahcine half organic breeds. YOu cant cut me down. I AM SALAZAR THE PSPARTAN KILLER, THE ARM OF WAR!
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*gun extends from arm and shoots him killing him instantly*
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Edited by Reborn Salazar: 6/2/2015 6:26:42 AM*the bullet is desintegrated on the energy shield* pff that all youve got? Then BRING IT ON!. *red glowing guanlets appear and form aroudn my arms*
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Edited by General Percival: 6/1/2015 6:05:42 PM(Guard) shit *the two guards open fire on the evidently hostile creature and quickly run back to the perimeter where more soldiers join them.
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*snaps the remaining ones neck from behind*
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[spoiler]your elsewhere fighting Salazar quit teleporting[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]sal stopped replying [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Sorry[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]great guys now we have two hostiles...[/spoiler] *several thunderous noises are heard. Suddenly everyone in the area is knocked to the ground as a my drop pod hits the ground and then the drop pods of my personal Raider team drop around me. We step out and confront our adversaries while my medic checks the wounded.* As commander of the Alamo and protector of the Terran refugees as well as the Local tribes I hear by order all of you to cease all fighting *pumps my shot gun* Or be destroyed.
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*captain Neuer in a heavy German made tank arrives with reinforcements the evil daemon guy is surrounded.* (Neuer) commander I grow tired of this daemon interloper. Normally I'd ask for his surrender but I think it prudent just kill him.
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Agreed. Waste him. *everybody opens fire*
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Edited by Despicable gnome: 6/2/2015 6:31:15 AM*bullets bounce of* Im not gonna kill you unless you pose a threat and... we are not part of a tribe... its just me now
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*transmits a message to the ship. My men and I fall back* a huge railgun round fired from the main cannon hits you dead on and you are destroyed, all that's left is your head sputtering robotic nonsense. [spoiler]why do people always have to try and become OP lol [/spoiler]
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*head starts roling away * I will be back...just after iv been in the regeneration chamber for a month or two
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*picks up head* Ohhh no you don't! You answer my question in the other comments! And maybe this will be non canon... [spoiler]breaking the 3rd wall is best [/spoiler]
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Edited by Despicable gnome: 6/2/2015 6:40:40 AMUgh whadya want
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Shhhh talking head. You are going to be released from your prison...eventually. *puts you in a cage and leaves you in the center of a tribal village where they worship you.*
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Dammit im gonna need a week to heat up enough to melt these bars Its ginna get boiling
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*as the cage begins to bend cause of the heat the villagers put you in a pool of sorts.*
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Thats it *at night* rolls onto the floor and starts rolling away
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Alarms go off as you try to roll away and tribals search for you, finding you under a bush.