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Edited by Chesh I Guess:
6/13/2016 9:03:48 PM
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[b][i]Interdemensional Roofies[/i][/b]
[b][u]Bloodwrath, The cold hard floor.[/u][/b]
https://imgur.com/RIWLTwS
[i]"WARNING, LIFE SUPPORTS SYSTEMS ADMINISTERING CPR."[/i]
[b][u]Crack![/u][/b]
[i]"Ah... Shit! Disengage you stupid... Agh..."[/i]
[b]Lucien rolls over onto his stomach, his head pounding. He taps his helmet, trying to get his interface to stop freaking out. Looking around he sighs... Probably just another hangover... But he didn't recognize this place. He holds his head with a grunt, sitting on his knees. Suddenly, a noise at his side spooks him. It's a woman, easily dwarfed in comparison to him wearing some ridiculously skimpy outfit... Her hair pushed back and her cheeks full of delicate color. So Lucien does what sane people do and pokes her cheek with a pointy metal finger.[/b]
https://imgur.com/1d8pYMo
[b]Azalea wakes with a start, her eyes burning with fear... And she quickly bites down on the metal finger poking her cheek and quickly draws blood.[/b]
[i]"Bah...! What the hell is wrong with you...? And why are your teeth so damn sharp?"[/i]
[i]"Don't poke me!"[/i]
[b]She gets to her feet in a huff, Lucien simply looking up at her, bewildered. He speaks up again, looking around.[/b]
[i]"Hey... Do you think me and you... You know... While we..."[/i]
[i]"No! You probably have teeth down there."[/i]
[i]"Can't be sharper than yours..."[/i]
[b]He says with a chuckle, getting to his feet. He adjusts the large brown and dirty scarf around his neck and checks his sides. He was still armed... From what he could tell.[/b]
[i]"You remember anything...?"[/i]
[i]"No. You?"[/i]
[i]"Yeah. Plenty. I know all about myself, where I come from, what I do... But not how I got here."[/i]
[i]"Then let's find out where here is."[/i]
[b]She takes off down the street, not exactly waiting for her giant companion. Lucien huffs and follows slowly behind her, his large metal hands falling into his pockets.[/b]
[spoiler]Open! Sorry for the silly intro. Never been good with a starting post, and excuse me if I get stuff wrong. I'm not very good with Warhammer stuff.[/spoiler]
English
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[i]"No... Bread tastes like baked grains, throw on some butter and it tastes like baked grains with lard."[/i]
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"That... Is not exactly incorrect. Guess it's bad I wouldn't even be able to taste it. I can eat, I just don't need to. Also, I cannot taste anything."
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[i]"I can't either... But y'know... No mouth thing."[/i]
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"Dude, it is literal torture when you eat something and can't taste it. In fact, someone did torture me like that once."
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[i]"I just fall asleep during torture."[/i] [b]He says with a shrug. He had an uncanny ability for sleeping.[/b]
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"I wish I could sleep. Sounds pleasant."
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[i]"It's like being dead."[/i]
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"Pleasant."
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[i]"Well, Blink... It's been nice... But I have to go look for my bike, and then go find Lea. You got a way I can keep in touch?"[/i]
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[b]He tosses him a small black cube.[/b] "Squeeze it then wait for the beep. Then it's on. Then just say what you'd like to say."
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[i]"That works. Well, ciao for now my freaky tall friend."[/i] [b]With a mock salute, Lucien dashes off, in the wrong direction... But... The man seemed to know what he was doing.[/b]
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"See ya." [b]Blink just sits down in the middle of the floor.[/b] "Nobody ever wants any of these damn crackers."
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[spoiler]End[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Typo, or meant to be that way?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Typo. Phone is being a little shit.[/spoiler]
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BrandRobKusBramd - old
*A figure seems to form from the ground, but he looks out of place in the cell. Blazing crimson eyes, wearing mostly black and crimson, and has many throwing and regular knives on his back, an icy blue one catches your eyes* Oh, hello there you two. -
Edited by Chesh I Guess: 6/14/2016 10:49:36 PM[b]Lucien and Azalea look at each than back at the man.[/b] [i]"Sup."[/i] [i]"He's weird."[/i] [b]Lucien immediately throws a metal claw over her mouth, his hand about the size of her head.[/b] [i]"She's mentally deficient. Excuse her. Something we can do for you?"[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Oh, I think I'm good, I was wondering if YOU were okay. I'm Mortar, and yes, I am weird, being mostly demon, and living in the underworld for like twenty thousand years. -
[i]"Hey! She's from the warp as well."[/i] [b]Lucien motioned to Lea. Her inhumanly orange eyes sheen and her figure stands at near perfect hourglass shape. Quite the sight.[/b] [i]"Anyways. We are more than fine. A little hungover... But fine."[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Warp? No, no. A little place on earth called the Underworld. Truly is a great place, but I have no idea what this warp it. -
[i]"Uh. The wrap is hell. And I have no clue what earth is except from the history books."[/i] [b]Lucien folds his arms and stands tall, while his companion leans against him and checks her nails.[/b] [i]"But, I'll take your word for it. Stranger things have happened. Do you remember how you got here?"[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Unlike many here, I do, my Portal Stick Thingy malfunctioned and I came here. I mean, I've been fine, if you need help... Doesn't look it, though. -
[i]"Yeah... We are fine. Thanks, though. I'll keep your name in mind if I ever need some help or some shit."[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Alright then. But I think I got something about that hangover. *Mortar hands you a bottle filled with a green liquid* Drink, you'll feel better -
[i]"Well... Damn..."[/i] [b]He quickly passes the vial to his companion who looks at it suspiciously.[/b] [i]"I don't mean to be rude Mortar... But This metal is grafted to my face. I can't eat or drink any more..."[/i]
