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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
4/6/2016 2:03:24 AM
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Mmm... I tend to stay under my robes, gunslinger, force user, duelist, after my story you'll see why I'm not so in touch with myself after my story...
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*looks you up and down* [b]So you'd say you're more closed off? In that case. You need a [i]Hasuthuca[/i]. It's a mellow tea of secret ingredients that I'm bound by a spirit oath to not divulge. But it's almost as if it sings to you when it goes down the throat. It helps loosen anything/anyone up. Muscles, joints, tongues, emotions, etc.[/b]
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Alright. Story now?
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[b]Oh most definitely![/b] *hands you a two handed bowl of the drink* [b]I'm dying to hear anyone's story[/b]
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So, I was on a children's show. Pound Puppies, the one from 2010. The show ended and Hasbro moved me to Nerf. I guess you can't be the manager of a toy gun child-company with four legs and thumbs next to your elbows, so some scientist injected me in my sleep, and I woke up bipedal. I guess I like it, I left and flew to Tython to become a Jedi Consular. On Earth, a lot of people used to give me weird looks, and there was one word that I heard a lot... Furry. That's one big reason why I like my hooded jedi robes....
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*sips drink* [b].... Wait... Thats it?? That is the most undetailed generic story ever.... Try again. Or I take the drink back....[/b]
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I tend to leave a few things out when I'm playing Battlefront.
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*waits for story nonetheless. Has all the time in the world*
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Listen, truth is, I'm just not open to telling my real past. I got other stories like that one time I destroyed an entire planets' worth of Ewoks...
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[b]As long as it's a story. It can be about anything.[/b]
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So, uhh, there was a set of Ewok tribes who oppose Jawas and made an appeal to the Republic Council to kill all jawas. I work very closely with the jawas, so I went to endor with nothing more than my lightsaber and a DL-43 and... Well... I guess I killed all those tribes. *Insert video game dialogue blackout that skips to the end of a long, detailed story/explanation/etc*
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So, this scientist didn't work for the company, he was actually a wild Furry/Weeb/Desticle...
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In fact, that's all I remember, as he horribly screwed up my mind...
