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5/27/2016 4:10:15 PM
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Yea, Underworld. I lived there a long time, a friend wanted to see it...
I've seen some of these symbols
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Erik silently looks around at nothing then says. "the one in the middle says something along the lines of transport. And these four," he point to four symbols. "are names. possibly locations?" he looks at you waiting for some sort of input.
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Erik walks into the center of the 'transportation' symbol. blue flames ignite around the circular symbol. the rest of the symbols ignite into a brighter blue and slowly lift off the floor and circle erik. "uh, what do I do?"
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"I wasn't talking to you." Erik lifts his right hand, reaches out toward one of the "location" symbols, and hesitantly touches it. the flames flare like someone threw gas on them, Erik becomes engulfed and you're nearly blinded by the light. when the flames finally recede your partner is gone, no sign of him is left.
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as your hand makes contact with the rune pain consumes your body. it feels like you're being stabbed with blades forged seconds before. light fills your eyes and when it fades you're lying in an open room. outside you hear people milling around, some of the voices seem to be speaking different languages. through the colored window to your left you can see what looks to be a marketplace. "feels good doesn't it?"
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"not bad at all. I bet that comes in handy in a lot of situations." Erik walks past you into the marketplace. people move around like a swarm of bees, seemingly random, but there is a pattern. "although this stuff is nice. I think I could use better armor and weapons. where do you think we could find some?"
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"looks like we have a challenger!" the announcer yells, the crowd follows and let's out a roar. then becomes quiet once more. "this brave soul will be facing off against the famous punisheeeerrrr!" the crowd erupts once again as the 'punisher' enters the arena. it is a tall person, about 6' 7". it walks toward you, it's armor plates reminds you of a gladiator mixed with a samurai. in one hand it carries a broad sword and in the other a massive shield. "are the combatants ready?!" the announcer screams again. the both of you nod, keeping an eye on each other. "fight!" the moment the T is said the punisher swings it's sword at your head. the fight begins.
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*Mortar jumps with ease. His hammer now becomes a sword again, but gets smaller until it is a dagger. He lends behind the Punisher, knees him hard between the legs and before he can react, Mortar plunges the dagger in an exposed spot between his helmet and the rest of his armor* *The crowd is silent, for a small being of 5'9" seemingly beat the strongest warrior they had*
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after a moment the announcer yells. "we have a winner!" the crowd erupts again, everyone claps and cheers for you. hundreds of eyes watching you. the announcer pulls you to the side. "that was amazing, would you like to be a regular combatant?"
