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11/9/2019 6:51:37 PM
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*Draws sword and starts to study the lord of chaos*
Let's see what you're made of, big fellow
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Editado por PTheGamer: 11/9/2019 7:10:25 PMThe trees seem to grow and grow, until you're covered in darkness. Pitch black surrounds you, a malevolant presence out to kill. Cloaked figures rush at you, each armed with a sword. [i]Ah, the fearless leader. We shall see if that is true.[/i]
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Yes, we shall test my meddle and yours. *I sidestep away from the rush attacks as I hear them approach in the dark, then swing with sword where one may have passed.*
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Empty air. You hear footsteps approach you in the darkness...
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*I listen closely and wait to hear them strike...*
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You feel yourself knocked to the ground, and the wind leaves you. [i]You've failed your people. You have done them no good, and have left them die. A worthless leader...[/i]
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Ungh! *I push myself up and take a defensive position.* Ah, great...we're playing this game now
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[i]You will all burn. You have led your team to their death...[/i] A whispering reaches your ears, coming from the darkness. You hear footsteps again, as well as iron on iron...
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*I shift my stance to face the noise and hold my sword for defense.* If we die here, then we've gained an honorable death, and you can't ask more than that
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A sword clangs against yours, and you hear more footsteps approaching.
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*I slip my sword a long its length, then upwards, hoping to catch the fighter off guard and hit them*
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A scream, and an icy cold wind blows you back. Whispering grows louder... more footsteps...
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*I start to try and find any sort of landmarks in the dark*
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You can see nothing...
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*I use my senses other than my eyes to try and find landmarks in the dark*
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Your senses tell youbof a vast emptiness...
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*I then stand my ground and keep my guard up for the next assault*
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More figures rush at you... [i]You've doomed them all...[/i]
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They're strong, stronger than you and most stronger than me. They'll make it out. They have too. *I prepare for the onslaught*
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They all rush at you.
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A sword clangs against yours. More footsteps approach...
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Lord of chaos? Is someone stealing my thing? I AM THE GOD OF DISORDER!
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Well with you villains practically being all the same it’s hard to think of original titles. Do you know how many so called gods of chaos or lords of disorders or emperors of cliches I’ve seen?
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Fair, but like, I claimed this area, I need to retake my title
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You could, but perhaps without a bunch of halo rings this time. Or maybe not, it would be a shame to play fair wouldn’t it?
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At this point I have to pick up the slack, considering the other horsemen are gone
