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7/8/2016 12:46:16 PM
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*You seem to have either passed the figure who clears his throat, or he had just... appeared. Either way, the figure walks up to you from behind, then faces you, leaning against the wall. His body and what you can see of his face makes him appear human, but his blazing crimson eyes tell of a more demonic origin. And despite the fact that many demonic creatures attack you on sight, this man seems bon hostile, not trying to harm you in any way.*
Hey, you. Who are you?
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"W-Where am I?" Says the man [b]He squint his eyes to get a closed look at the mysterious figure. [/b]
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Oh, um, allow me to simplify things. This is the Bloodwrath, a huge ass ship that seems to have its own atmosphere. It's pretty cool, but also dangerous, loads of evil beasts and stuff trying to kill you every corner. *The figure takes an icy blue knife off his back and flips it around his hands a little, the knife glows slightly, giving off a subtle, soft blue glow*
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[b]The man backs up. [/b] "Woah there buddy watch where you swing that thing. "
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Relax, man, it's just a knife. *The figure tosses it up in the air, catches it, and resumes flipping it around* So, I never caught your name.
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"I'm can't remember my name" Says the man confused. "What is yours? "
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Name's Mortar. Known by many, considered god by few, considered Ex God by more.
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"Woah." Says the man in awe "Now can we get out of this creepy hallway? "
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I suppose we can, I'm not exactly sure how, but... I guess there are only two ways out.
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"Two ways out?" Says the man nervously "If you're a God how did you end up in this place? "
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Yeah, two ways out of this hallway. The way you came from and the way you're going. Oh, and my Portal Stick Thingy broke, brought me here.
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"Ah so I see" "How about we go forward not back the way I came from"
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Sure. *Mortar begins walking down the hallway, occasionally looking back at you*
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[b]The man limps behind you[/b] "So how many people live on this ship? " The man says while still walking.
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Not sure, really. I can tell there are a lot
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"Are they all good or are there bandits and thieves too?"
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Let's just say that not everyone is nice
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"Oh ok" Says the man worryingly
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What? It's not like where you came from everyone was all good.
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"I don't remember but yes you must be right."
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*Mortar turns to face* Wait, you don't even know who you are? That's new
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"No clue" Says the man *Ding* "I just heard something from behind us"
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Yeah, me too... *Mortar forms an iron ball the size of a basketball out of thin air. It stays between his hands, hovering there*
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"Woah magic! I thought that stuff was only made up!" *Ding* "The noise is getting louder! "
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Sure... what the hell is that?
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"I don't know but it's scaring me" *Tap Tap Tap* "It's walking behind us! "
