*a small, abyssal portal starts to form and expand, gradually reaching the size, and shape, of a door, and a ghost of a man wearing a black cloak, holding a sleek 44 magnum steps through*
Mandalore, my old friend. I sense you require some assistance. Well, I'll need a shell. A capable soldier, perhaps?
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Huh, well this seems pretty dark but I'll ask for volunteers
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Volunteers? I was ranked captain, formed the legion of the hunters, and was here since the beginning. (The original space battle thread.)I do believe not even death separates us from rank. Or, should I ask pavel?
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Right...I'll go find you a damn warrior to posses. And unless you can find Pavel you're my new second in command! *one of my elite personally trained ODSTs walks into the room* Looks like our volunteer arrived.
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I'll need a shovel. *posesses troop* I got an... Ace up my sleeve. We need to go to the memorial where I lie.
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Right, let's go to the hanger, we'll use my drop ship. Tell me we're not going to rob your own grave in the middle of our societies capital during the day?
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Damn right we are. Now, did you bury my cloak and magnum too?
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I buried all your belonging with you. Well let's get this over with. *takes my seat in the cockpit*
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Sits in space-shotgun
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I pilot us all the war to the war memorial and lend in front of your tomb "You know, a lot of people probably won't like this."
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What? Digging my own remains up?
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"Digging your own remains up in another persons body, desecration of a war memorial. You know it didn't take long after the war for all those damn hippies to start protesting shit."
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*i step out of the body, and tell him to follow* You were saying?
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"Great now idiots are gonna say this place is haunted JT! *passes out shovels.
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And? It'll give reason not to try to desecrate my corpse.
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"Let's just hurry up and do this."
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*after a while of digging, we find the corpse* Well, definitely seeing myself from a new angle.
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"You know...one might say you lost some weight."
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Well, I lost the arm. Anyways, put it over there. *i possess the odst*
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*hands you your gear* -blam!-, we have to get back to the ship! We're under attack!
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Hold on. *i transfer my soul, and the odst's life force into my body, killing him and resurrecting me* Painless. Sorry man *my corpse floats upwards by the waistline, and it springs to life, landing on one knee, magnum in hand* lets -blam!-ing do this