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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/25/2016 1:23:35 AM
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"I thought he was until I saw his hair... I think we really know who should be punished... Truce?"
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[b]Sure. Truce.[/b] ~Smough picks up the man in the suit~ [u]Put me down, you immigrant?[/u] [b]HEY! That is racist![/b] ~Smough lightly slaps him~
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"Give him to me." *He holds out his arms.*
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~Drops the man~ [u]You better prepare for the Trump brigade, kitty cat! Cause I'm Trump! And I'll kick you illegals out! You and Chris Christie over there don't scare ME![/u]
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"Kitty cat? What did you just call me you piece of s#%&?!" *Sketch's swords disappear and he shows his claws and starts advancing towards Trump.*
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[u]Come on! Show me what you got, fur ball![/u] ~Trump whips out what looks like a lighter, and lights it on fire~ [u]Back, you animal! BACK![/u] ~Smough is looking at him with a newfound anger~
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*He smacks the lighter out of Trump's hand scratches his face.*
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[u]Foul beast! Behold the power of America![/u] ~He pulls out a revolver, and pulls the trigger. It doesn't fire~ [u]Damnit, forgot to load...[/u] ~Smough picks Trump up~
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"Eat him! Eat him! Eat him!"
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[b]Why not crush him? Actually, better idea.[/b] ~Smough reveals a small bone, similar to the one Ornstein once gave you~ [b]Hey buddy. Hold this. Then say "Anor Londo"![/b] [u]Sure...[/u] [u]Anor Londo![/u] ~Trump disappears in a flash~ Meanwhile, in another dimension... [u]AAAAAAAARGH!!![/u] ~Trump is covered in ash and awakens Ina massive, dirty room. There's sludge all around him, and it's containing what looks like bone fragments... Suddenly, a giant figure rises from the sludge. The upper half of its body is a male human wearing a crown with spikes. He's wearing a torn grey robe, which looks burned and bloodied. The lower half of his body is a literal slug, filled with blood and bone. The monstrosity speaks with a raspy voice~ [b][u]Ahhh...a snack at last... I am Aldrich... Devourer of Gods... And you will serve as nothing but food to me.[/u][/b] ~Aldrich moves slowly toward Trump, who is yelling~ Back in our dimension... [b]Lets just say that I sent him to...an old friend. Aldrich. He's a Lord of Cinder. Trust me when I say that you won't see Trump again.[/b]
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"Good, good..."
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[b]Yeah, Aldrich is a little creative...[/b]
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"Do I want to know how?"
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[b]Probably not. Aldrich is a cannibal, and actually ate Gwyndolin, who happened to be a god...[/b]
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"Oh, okay... So is Aldrich a god too then?"
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[b]Kinda. He's a Lord of Cinder, to be exact. So he's in the same league as the gods themselves...[/b]
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"Okay."
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[b]Let's just say that you don't want to make him angry.[/b]
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"From the sound of him I don't think I would want to make him angry either."
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[b]Hehe. Our friend that used to be here is probably having fun...[/b] Meanwhile, in Anor Londo! ~Aldrich is gnawing on a torn off arm. There's a little bit of cloth on it, as if the person that the arm belonged to was wearing a suit before he was consumed~
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*Giggles.* "Yeah, I bet he is."
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[b]I hope you noted the sarcasm...[/b]
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"You don't seem to have noticed my sarcasm."
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[b]No, I wanted to see if you noted mine.[/b]
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"I did."
