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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/2/2016 1:36:04 PM
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*It was around Morning when Mortar decided to walk through the woods, to not have to worry about anything. He took his headphones, put [url=https://youtu.be/Qi69aTLYF8E]this[/url] on, and walked inside, seemingly letting out a long sigh. It's noon now, and Mortar still hasn't come out. That is because he found a strange hut that seemed to be abandoned. The hut seemed to be made of an old wood barely holding up, nails sticking out, and broken glass scattered around the perimeter. Mortar, being the curious bastard he is, walks up to it and looks through the broken window. A destroyed carpet, moth eaten couches, and years of termite damage*
*"Eh, I've been through worse" he thinks as he opens the door, which comes off it's hinges and almost falls on him when he touches the knob. But he jumps to the side, and after a minute, enters the room*
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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[b]The woman seems utterly confused. When suddenly, the world seems to fade away. Now you stand outside a castle, holding a sword. There are hundreds of people standing behind you [/b] ?- SPEECH!
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Speech? Oh, um... *He looks around, a war seems to starting, he assumed* Words cannot mark this momentous occasion, so let's go in and kill shit!
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[b]The people go wild with enthusiasm as they start charging towards the gates [/b]
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*Mortar follows, sword in hand. He knows how to use it, so this is gonna be fun*
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[b]As you approach the gates, an explosion completely obliterates them, creating a door. As you charge inside, bandits meet and you start clashing [/b] ??- KILL HIM! [b]A bandit runs towards you [/b]
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OKAY THEN! *Mortar slashes at the bandit, then blocks for any attacks that may come*
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[b]The bandit falls to the ground, but no attacks come. You are standing inside the throne room. A dozen bandits surround you as the Baron sits in his chair[/b] ??- I am Mortar! Who are you?
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*Mortar thinks this through, then makes a decision* I am Gore, but you can call me Mortar. You have disgraced my name, so I am gonna call you Muerto. [spoiler]That's Spanish for dead.[/spoiler]
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"A man of many tongues. You will die." [b]Two Bandits approach you [/b]
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Don't have to be a bloodhound to smell that bullshit. *Mortar chuckles. His body is different, but his wits aren't. He lunges at one bandit, slashing his chest open, and goes for another* Now, this becomes fun.
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[b]As you lunge towards the second two more approach. The second bandit attempts to block you [/b]
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No no no no NO! *Mortar slashes 360°
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[b]The three bandits drop to the ground and you suddenly find that all others are also dead. The dwarf looks at you, terrified[/b]
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Yeah, bitch. You don't deserve that throne. *Mortar picks Mortar up by his neck and throws him on the ground* And stay down there, Dinklage
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[b]The world around you seems to fade as you fall ass first to the ground. Nora is laughing [/b] "Welcome back buddy."
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Oh, um, hey.
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"So what did you see? The past? The future? The present?"
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The past... I think
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"Oh interesting. ''
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Yeah. Can I have that thing? It was nice having a wife and kids for once...
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"You can't live like that."
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I know, a whole "Mirror of Erised" thing, but it's been a nice change of pase...
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"I'm sure.. "
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Please, just for a few days? *Mortar looks at you, his eyes show desperation*
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"I suppose it could be done."
