[b][i][u]Santa Monica Pier, 1100 hours.[/u][/i][/b]
*Mortar sits on a bench at the pier, looking over the sun sinking in the ocean. He takes a deep breath in, and a deep one out. In... Out... In... Out. His life has always been crazy, so he enjoys moments where he can slow down, relax, even if it's for a few moments. Here, he waits for Don*
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[b]A man creeps behind and grabs you in a chokehold.[/b] ACCEPT THE MEMES! ACCEPT THE MEMES!
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*He kicks you in the balls* NEVER AGAIN! I GAVE THEM UP FOR HARAMBE!
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OW! LOOKS LIKE I'LL NEED BACKUP! [b]Filthy Frank falls from the sky.[/b] WOMBO COMBO! [b]They start kicking you repeatedly.[/b] WOMBO COMBO! [i]WOMBO COMBO, B****![/i] WOMBO COMBO!
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*Both of you are slashed with a burning blade*
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(ಠ_ಠ)
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OW! OW! OW! USE THE RARE PEPE! [b]FeelsBadMan is launched at you.[/b]
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*Feelsbadman definitely feels bad after being stabbed in the throat*
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[b]Yoda Pepe slashes you from behind.[/b] [spoiler]this has gone too far[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yea this is weird[/spoiler] *Mortar dies, but begins throwing up his insides rather violently. The insides stand up and skin forms around it, forming Mortar.*
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*pukes* *pukes* *pukes* *pukes*
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[b]He hears footsteps.[/b] "There's more out there."
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This I know. I've been around. Hunting for treasure, breaking allies out of prisons, stuff like that.
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[b]He sighs.[/b] "Give me the card for a sec. I'm scanning my ten percent."
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Oh, yeah, sorry. *Mortar hands you the card* I already did mine, so you can keep that with you.
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[b]He raises an eyebrow[/b] "How much percent did you give yourself?" [b]He swipes the card in his wrist-computer. An automated voice reads out the transaction.[/b] "TEN-BILLION-KROVOZ-INSERTED."
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Relax, I just did five percent. Really, five billion is good for me.
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[b]He sighs[/b] "Yeah... I should get this to Telkota. He's in a hospital. Getting his wounds treated. I also have to go pay for my new supercruiser. Also have to get a crew and all that... Speaking of which..."
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*Mortar raises an eyebrow* What are you implying man?
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"I'm looking for some fellow mercenaries looking to take on the galaxy. You might fit the bill."
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Hmm... Sure, why not? *Mortar holds out his hand to shake*
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[b]He shakes it.[/b] "Now... I need to go see Telkota." [b]His ship lands, opening its small ramp into it[/b]
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Will do. If ya need me just ring.
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"Alright." [b]He walks up the ramp, and the ship jumps to hyperspace.[/b]
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[spoiler]Fin?[/spoiler]
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Edited by BagelBro123: 8/6/2016 4:50:40 PM[spoiler]fin[/spoiler]