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12/30/2015 3:17:02 PM
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"I see, I'm looking for any sign of life, I am the last wisp alive, to my Knowledge, And this was my home. Then it got totally glassed and now everyone I loved or cared for is dead." [b]he says in an unaturally happy voice[/b]
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"That, that's sad"
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Well, it happend
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"Indeed it is"
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Now, my people are doomed. All of us. Why did they have to destroy the planet? Your a November, you would know
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"Because of those tiger beasts"
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[b]he sighs deeply[/b] "Not worth the unforgiving murder of thousands of Innocent people, only searching to keep themselves alive and their peaceful lives disrupted by the vacuum, the unforgiving, unloving embrace of the vacuum. Nothing can save them now, it's already done they ramble to me, for their pleas fall apon deaf ears, I will not lose faith in my people. Atleast one has found a way to live among tyrants and the men who March onto our land and steal away our people."
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"That was beautiful"
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"What was?"
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"What you just said"
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"Sorry, in do that kinda stuff, just kinda dig deep into mah mind, ya know?"
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"I know"
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"Sorry you had to be here for that, it happens... A lot"
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"No worries"
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"Thanks. I'm accustomed to being beaten for that kind of thing"
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"Oh wow"
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"They even stitched my face shut once, I met someone who saved me though, atleast not everyone is a monster" [b]he pulls out a handful of tree bark, each piece with a name on it, and scratching them out with a scalpel[/b]
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"Names of your people?" [spoiler]I'm gonna make a female wisp Shhh[/spoiler]
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Edited by Cosmic: 12/30/2015 5:57:56 PM[b]he hands you a handful of the pieces, inscribed with John, Linda, Rose, and Ron[/b] [spoiler]lol okay I guess[/spoiler]
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"ron died before the actual destruction, but I keep his tag around anyway. I can trust you, right?"
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"Yes, you can"
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[b]he tosses you a wood chip with a question mark on it instead of a name[/b] "If something happens to me, and I get killed, scratch this out"
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"What's your name?"
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"I was never titled, no one lived long enough to do so, or no one cared. Likely the latter"
