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6/19/2020 1:45:02 PM
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[spoiler]Might there be a branching path to look for the cultist, if not I’ll post that rp myself.[/spoiler]
*Markus boards his shuttle [it looks like 1 Thousand Wings but it’s white.] and sets a course for Hell.*
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Also, stop liking my posts. I need to see other people too.
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[spoiler]sure why not. It’ll be just you though. [/spoiler] You get through the border, and you find yourself at the edge of a massive storm of stars, black holes, and stellar pits. A voice appears from behind you* “Hello Markus. I see you need help getting through the Maelstrom.”
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[spoiler]Ok then[/spoiler] “Sure, though I don’t know who you are exactly. I think Cylix told me about you, Hecate was it?”
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“You are correct. I am Hecate. And you’ll need me to get through the Maelstrom.”
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“Well if that’s the case then take the wheel.” *Markus gets out of his chair.*
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Tell me if what is happening is past the capabilities of your ship.
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“This thing has handled a few wars and systems of black holes though that was when I was as focused as I could possibly be. This is madness compared to what I’ve dealt with.” [Yeah Markus has to master his abilities as a pilot and his abilities to use magic, he taught someone that; for the most part is a legend nowadays.]
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“Interesting.” The prison door is open, and the corridor is covered with bodies.
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[spoiler]Shouldn’t this go fire the landing segment? Or is it just me.[/spoiler]
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It was a mistake on my part.
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“A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one.”
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“I don’t need to do it physically. Best you strap in.” Your ship rattles a bit, and it begins to start weaving through the solar storms, stars, black holes, and stellar objects.
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*Markus sits down again but this time he puts on all of his seat belts, millions of them.*
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“Good.” The ship does one more maneuver, your ship is screaming in protest, and it lands on a landing pad over a happily bubbling lake of lava. “Another happy landing.”
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“Well at least we weren’t flying half a ship.” Markus says halfheartedly
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“Indeed. The person you are looking for is in the back of the prison in the maximum security part.”
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“Thank you for that, I do suppose that there will be a lot of resistance on your part when it comes to guarding this prisoner.”
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Stop liking my posts. I have other people to DM YOU KNOW.
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I’ll downvote them instead, ok?
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Feel free to.
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“Nope. I don’t want him.”
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“Well then who does?” *Markus says this as he walks down the hallway.*
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“Unsure. He was a Cultist with the people that kidnapped a Silas Mori.”
