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12/23/2015 3:16:53 AM
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A strange mist rises in a clearing in the jungle.
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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[i]Exactly[/i]
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[i]Eh, fair enough.[/i]
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[i]Would you mind getting out of my head or do I need to force you out? [/i]
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[i]I'm only able to communicate like this, it is a bit inconvenient.[/i]
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[i]Okay, so, you're staying?[/i]
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[i]Well, yeah. I go into the heads of all the fools who cross my path.[/i]
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[i]So, you're the voice in my head now[/i]
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[i]I'm the voice in a lot of peoples heads but not in the way you're saying it. Since I don't really have a physical form I use telepathy.[/i]
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[i]Okay, interesting[/i]
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[i]Now if you'll excuse me I have some universal plans to take care of.[/i] The presence vanishes.
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[i]Still in my head? Probably...[/i] [b]He stops floating and falls to the ground[/b]
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[i]Always![/i] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
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[b]Mute cautiously walks towards it[/b]
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The temperature drops as he walks.
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[i]Reminds me off home...[/i] [b]He keeps walking[/b]
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[spoiler]This post keeps getting the crazy ones.[/spoiler] As the temperature plummets, strange sounds can be heard, scratches and whispers.
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[spoiler]he's from Germany, it's cold there[/spoiler] "I miss my home..."
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[spoiler]Oh, OK.[/spoiler] The whispers get louder and then quieter again. Visibility lowers.
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"Reminds me of my insanity..." [spoiler]he's crazay[/spoiler]
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Suddenly some of the mist condenses in to tendrils and reaches for his face.
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[i]Hentai, of course[/i] [b]he presses his arm over his mouth and nose[/b]
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One of the tendrils detaches from the ground and flies in his ear.
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[i] I'm no Japanese schoolgirl [/i] [b]He violently shakes his head[/b]
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Several tendrils grab his head.
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[i]Insane already...[/i] [b]He continues to push on[/b]
