originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
*Looking over the dojo in his house, Mortar sighs deeply. His red eyes look more faded, and there are large bags under them. He looks almost sad and sleep deprived.*
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]nou[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No U :3[/spoiler]
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[b]He saw jared steal onto his Balcony, second floor of the dojo quarters, and sit down on an older folding chair, hyperdermic needle in hand He injected himself and you saw a heavily pained look on his face, and you saw what seemed to be a lot of blood suddenly drenching the arm[/b]
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[spoiler]character jacking man[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]uhh how? he's on HIS balcony injecting HIS self with blood on HIS arm[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]oh, misread Sorry Continue your suicide[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]it's not suicide, just wait and see[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]kay[/spoiler] *notices* Wait... What are you doing?
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[b]He looks up, and mouthes to you[/b] "treatment......for a certain condition"
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*cups hands over mouth* What condition?
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"Being an evolved....." [spoiler]ever play prototype?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]can't say that I have[/spoiler] Okay then *continues to look down on dojo*
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[spoiler]weeb? this has no anime in it at all. If you don't like this shit, then GTFO[/spoiler]
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Stop weeb
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You're just proving my point.
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Please stop
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