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Edited by Special KKK:
1/10/2016 8:44:26 PM
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[i]Five long years of tracking led a misfit dubbed Orphan to Ashuna...
He stares indifferently at some corpses, wielding a knife stolen from a bandit in his previous voyage...
He sees nothing but solitude as he walks in the wasteland. [/i]
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[b]a strange man aproaches[/b] "Hey kid. You alone?"
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[i]Orphan keeps walking, almost ignoring the stranger. However moves his head to agree with the fact of his loneliness. He wields his sniper rifle, just to make the stranger realize he's definately not a kid, at least, not anymore. [/i]
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[i]Better five seconds than three years... [/i]
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"It took them five seconds to be killed, you presumptions dong, I've dealt with that for a little more than twenty years, now buried below my son and two closest friends deaths and the complete destruction of a species..." [b]a voice from the back of his head speaks in 1337 5p33ch[/b] "GG M80, GG"
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[b]he follows, knowing a sniper rifle is obviously not a useful weapon at this range[/b] "I feel you man... My peeps got completely glassed, five seconds and, pop, I'm one of the last wisps alive."
