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7/17/2020 6:31:16 AM
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Warlock Holmes quietly walks into the bar. The wizard is dresses in dull colored robes with a hood pulled around his head. While normally friendly, the wizard seems to want to be alone for he scans the room for a empty location before moving there.
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Suddenly Antail Maeron appears! “What? Where am I? I was at the bar talking to....well I don’t know her name yet. This must be some Flashback.”
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Edited by Warlock Holmes: 11/24/2020 3:20:45 PM[u]”Hello again Maeron”[/u] Holmes says with a slight sound of concern in his voice. “[u]Perhaps I can help you.”[/u]
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“Oh Hello Holmes.” Maeron says cheerfully. “Or should I call you evil Holmes as you are most obvious a evil doppelganger.”
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“[u]what! How do you know.....I mean why would you say such a thing.”[/u]
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“Well I have meet the real Holmes before. Our Holmes. Although I sense he isn’t even ours but it is what I have to base him off of. You are dark and broody. Not Holmes like. I think I can see a felt ominous beard under that hood. Also you smell like turnips. You are most definitely a evil Holmes.”
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“[u]That doesn’t prove anything. I am in a bad mood because I got robbed. And I haven’t shaved....ummm yah that one.[/u]”
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Edited by Warlock Holmes: 11/24/2020 3:27:14 PM“Her name was Amber. The person I meet at the bar. Well am Meeting. It’s weird and I still don’t necessarily know why I am here. But serious a bad mood doesn’t explain it. It is perfectly sensical that you are a evil clone. Just another one of the many plot hooks you ditched because you where to lazy to write it. And I can smell the turnips radiating off of you.”
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“[u]How dare you insult me you insolent wretch! You buffoon. Your word prove nothing! How do turnips have any relationship to the matter at all?[/u]
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“Never Trust a turnip. That’s what I told and you smell like them. Actually all of Holmes clones smell like turnips probably. You are a more salty and watery one, their is also a vampiric smell of one, and even a under turnip! Never trust a turnip. Wow you have a lot of abandoned plots revolving around evil clones.”
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“[u]I had enough of your mockery! I do not smell. Begone![/u]” and with that the wizard summons a arc of blue lightening around him and in a flash he teleports away.
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“I was totally right though. The turnip smell is now gone. Back to the other bar, well the same but different bar, I suppose.”
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Blaze walks over to him after he has sat down. “Hello, Mr. Holmes.”
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“Greetings good sir. I will have...you know what give me something strong. Not what I would usually get but whatever.”
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Blaze leaves, then comes back, handing you a drink. “Weird choice. Something wrong?”
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“Thank you. Well to be honest something is indeed wrong.” He takes a drink. The expression on his face shows it is obvious that he isn’t used to drinking anything strong but he drinks anyways.
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“What is it, if you don’t kind me asking?”
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“Oh i don’t mind at all. So I haven’t been involved in many of offtopics affairs recently. Well I have been researching many new magical things when I stumbled on strange arcane lore. Of course I was curious and began exploring but it was stranger than I thought. Last night before I slept I felt a strange feeling about the world. When I woke I found my entire research to be missing.”
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“Well that cant be good.”
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“No not at all. I looked for it of course but all traces of my current study have vanished. Almost as if they didn’t exist. Now I am at a bar talking to a bartender about my problems. Just add the rain and the noir jazz music and it will be cinematic.”
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Blaze zaps a radio, and jazz music starts to play. “Sorry I can’t make any rain!” Blaze laughs.
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“Don’t worry. I can.” Holmes closes his eyes and starts casting a spell. Soon the sound of rain hitting the roof can be heard. “It’s only a illusion but it works.”
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“Hm. A wizard walks into a vampires bar......might make a good joke! Maybe someone doesn’t want you to know this stuff?”
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“Well we might have to hire anyone who makes good jokes to finish that one. Anyways that would be the preferable answer. Disappointing but safe. My fear is someone else wanted to know what I was learning. Someone dangerous.”
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“Yeah, that would be bad.”
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“Very bad. You seem to interact with people more than I do. Do you think you can keep a eye out for anything suspicious. Although maybe not today. You look exhausted. “
