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5/6/2016 10:15:50 PM
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[i]As it hits him he disappears, he is to the right now, still aiming[/i]
[b]Nice try, King[/b]
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[spoiler]Shot at the glass shard but ok[/spoiler] Some men never play their cards right [b]He grabs a duffel bag that's hanging on a metal rod and takes out a few empty glass bottles[/b] And for that they lose their hands because they tried to cheat
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[i]He holsters his weapon[/i] [b]So, why are you here?[/b] [spoiler]sorry, misunderstood[/spoiler]
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Editado por Forlorn Crow: 5/6/2016 11:38:11 PMGetting some fresh air and target practice [b]He tosses a few bottles over the edge and draws his second pistol before unleashing a hailstorm of bullets into them scattering the broken shards everywhere[/b] [spoiler]Its alright [/spoiler]
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[b]Interesting, a coincidence I'll remember for a while[/b]
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I'll be right back [b]He dumps the rest of the bottles over the edge and jumps off in a swan dive after them aiming down then spinning and firing rapidly raining possibly thousands of bullets and casings into the glass pulverizing them into a cloud of reflected light[/b]
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[b]Showoff[/b]
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[b]When he passes through the cloud it melts immediately and when he arrives back at the top he has a sword made of glass[/b]
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[b]Wow[/b]
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This was the only location that would make this possible [b]He hands him the glass sword[/b] The height and wind speed made it much easier than I anticipated and don't worry about it breaking. There's a empty pocket of air that has several thin fibers of glass interweaved to allow the glass to deliver and receive heavy blows without cracking or shattering
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[i]he looks at it[/i] [b]And what do I do with this[/b]
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I don't know I guess you could display it on a wall and make everyone wonder how you got it [b]He sits down and looks at the other buildings in the distance[/b]
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[i]He observes it[/i] [b]Thanks[/b]
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I give amazing gifts [b]He sighs and pulls out a pocket watch[/b] Damned she devil of a deity
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[b]Thank you, King[/b] [i]He makes slashes across the air[/i] [b]So, what do you need from me[/b]
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Nothing really...I don't know what my purpose really is anymore...I used to fight for a cause now I'm just a damn old dog that can't get anything out of life
