originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
I wouldn't get behind me with that shit.... I don't give a -blam!- who you are, I don't trust people on my flank.
[i]He turned around to face you, looking down at you.[/i]
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Okay, fine *dissolves into the ground. You look up, and see me sitting on a beam* Soo... What kind of stuff do you do?
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Take a guess.
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*facepalm* Wrong question I meant, where have you been, what have you done their [spoiler]description may be a bit brief[/spoiler]
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I've been all across the Wasteland and about four different dimensions I didn't even know -blam!-ing existed. Killed a lot of shit, nuked a bunch of shit, been doin' a bunch of merc work, and I decided I'd stop by to say hello to the place where I first showed up.
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Sounds good. Since I've been here, I haven't been out much, but before that, I was a god, living in the underworld, being able to travel to any place and time, etc. *smirks*
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Eh. I'm not a fan of gods.... I'm a fan of bringing them to their knees, though....
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*chuckles* Makes sense. But I only destroyed people AFTER they died, and that was for my boss... *shudders*
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No gods, no masters. No bosses, no leaders. Only me. Only you. Only our decisions.
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don't worry, I'm no longer a god, so I screwed them.