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オリジナルの投稿元:The New Dojo
1/24/2018 2:26:38 AM
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The emu stopped their fighting eventually, moving so they were just out of the town.
"Halt!"
A low voice called out as an old emu stepped forward, an old Australian military helmet upon its head and a cigar in its mouth.
"Damn, recruits have no idea what you're doing. You see a town and instantly begin to trample over everything in sight!"
English
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With the Emus gone, temporarily, the Dojoville forces quickly reformed their ranks as Malcolm rode out on a horse, followed by several police men. Malcolm rode out of town, heading for the Generals location so that they might have a... Discussion.
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"Oh sh*t, look at what you've done. You ruined a perfectly good town we could've used and now one of their idiotic leaders is riding over here. I hope you're all proud of yourselves!" The general turned to Malcom as he got closer, a look of annoyance on the birds face.
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"Because that poor excuse of a village was in our damn way, that's why. Now, you hand over some guns and ammunition and we'll leave you be. Hell, maybe we can be friends if you're not always this obnoxious." The emu puffed its cigar, blowing a cloud of smoke at Malcom.
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"You would have us provide you with supplies after you attacked our homes?" Malcolm asked with a tight smile. "Would you like some food supplies to accompany that? Maybe a few more boxes of cigars or something of the sort."
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"It's a peace treaty, so yes. In return for a small donation of food, munitions, and weapons we'll even help with reconstruction and help provide some protection." The general emu swiftly replied, pacing back and forth now.
