Yuan (
fortunefail) wrote2009-12-18 02:10 pm
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-64 [Action/accidental voice]
[Wearing a thick cloak and hands buried deeply in his pockets, Yuan is stumping through Luceti, heading for the forest. Things are getting far too crowded for his liking, so he'll go out to find some peace and quiet. He's bringing his journal along just in case, unaware it's recording:]
...Damn. It's so cold, you could hammer a nail with a frozen banana.
...Damn. It's so cold, you could hammer a nail with a frozen banana.

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Oh, that's right. You got discovered, with a nice series of kicks to the stomach. Good work.
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How do you know about that?!
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Why do you question God? God is not your dead girlfriend. God is me.
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And neither of these address the issue that you're quite clearly talking to me while at the same time expressing doubt in my existence, my dear Slave-chan-two.
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[OOC: No no, it's fine. I love it.]
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What an unfulfilling existence. Allow me to free you from it.
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But I think it would be more productive to make you Slave-chan-two.
Now kill everyone here, then bring me some Chianti.
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