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6/30/2016 8:11:15 PM
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"Indeed she is! Just giving her a make over right now reapplying her makeup. She got roughened up a bit.."
He chuckles a little.
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由Nibber Schipper编辑： 6/30/2016 8:35:34 PMOhbaby. Lemme try too. "That's because I don't like to over compensate for things.. Plus, the hallways and buildings back home aren't large enough to allow anything bigger - and this place has way better resources and stuff."
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由Nibber Schipper编辑： 6/30/2016 9:03:04 PM"This isn't gonna end well, is it? Dear Christ almighty, this is gonna be my end.." He said, straightening his legs, unhooking himself from his mech's head, sending him tumbling down fifteen feet. As soon as he was loose, he uses his arms and legs to position himself a bit better, now being sideways instead of upside down. Then, he probably hit Chloe unless she was a bitch and gtfo'd. He was surprisingly light; he still hit hard, but he was still rather light, around.. One fifty pounds?
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Lucas just groans in response, rolling off and getting to his feet with a soft yelp. He was holding his left arm close to his body, and his left leg was.. off. He was biting his lower lip rather hard too. "Broke a rib or two.. Arm.. Leg.. Bad idea.. Platform next time.. Sorry!" He said to himself, the pain making him a bit delirious.
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"Fatass? I weigh about one hundred fifty pounds, which is about.. sixty kilos? And that's definitely not fat considering I'm six feet tall!" He retorted, pain in his voice, his breathing heavy and rugged, like he had just ran two marathons.
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[spoiler]90 something pounds ≈ 45 kilos which is unhealthy I think. Not sure though. DON'T QUOTE ME ON THAT. [/spoiler] "Calm down, sissy.. You won't die from a couple broken ribs.. Unless said ribs tear up your insides, because then you're royally fücked. But you're still alive, so you're probably fine!" He said, his breathing a wheeze at this point.
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由Anonymous编辑： 6/30/2016 9:57:05 PM[spoiler]Most females weigh from 80 to 140 on average. She's fine.[/spoiler] "Still..I don't feel like..dying." She wheezed out once more. Chloanne held one of her voluptuous breasts, possibly a broken bone under it, or maybe they were just uncomfortable ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) "My life's..pretty shitty."
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[spoiler]Aha.[/spoiler] "Yeah, well, mine is too, actually.. Eh, it was fun when I was sixteen to eighteen, but then I went off to a military school and eventually enlisted in the military.. Fought in a war.." He pauses to catch his breath. "It got great again though once I arrived on this ship.." ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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由Anonymous编辑： 6/30/2016 11:22:54 PMArknin, after a while of climbing down a shaft because he is a slow fuk finally made it to the Duo. "[b][u]Are you okay?[/u][/b]" The Priest asked "[b]DO WE LOOK OKAY!?[/b]" Chloanne yelled to a near screeching tone, she was not having Arknins shit today. "[b]GET THE MEDICAE YOU USELESS ROBO DICK![/b]" The Priest ran the fück off, scared of Chloanne. She groaned in pain from all the yelling, clearly she should calm down.
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Lucas gave a small chuckle when he saw Arnakin(?) run off, making his chest move, which in turn made him groan in fücking agony. "Oh goddammit just kill me right now.." He muttered to himself, with a distasteful undertone.
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"I should..rest.." She said, eventually Arknin came back with some Medics, who proceeded to lift up the two from the ground. "Took your sweet fùcking time!" She told the Priest. "[b][u]I apologize, they weren't there when I first made it.[/u][/b]" As they were carried away by the medics Chloanne wondered how Ling would take this situation.
