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7/9/2016 7:06:46 PM
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"Eh, sounds like a good time waster, I guess.. But, yeah, humans are asshats, mhmkay? You elves are arrogant pricks, and humans are xenophobic, asshatty, and generally pretty dumb for thinking of a corpse as a God."
[i]He responded, his annoyance gone, and his normal friendly and gentle voice returned. [/i]
"I hope we can agree there?"
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"[b][i]We had intercourse so much that we burned out our reproductive organs. Most of us did anyways. But not all Mon'keigh are bad..[/i][/b]" He said, Ciarn was still a little bit pissy. Eldar for some reason are more sensitive and have more emotions than hoomans or Space Weebs.
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"Wait, hold on, you burnt your damn reproductive organs out? Like, 'pwoosh, bye-bye'? That is rather.. painful sounding. Very painful sounding at that.." [i]He said, more shocked and surprised than anything else. And I guess Eldar are like hoomans on their period.. I would not want to run into an Eldar during her period. That would be bad.. [/i]
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由Thot Slayer Emps编辑： 7/9/2016 7:46:10 PM"[b][i]No, it was a process. Eldar anatomy is different from Mon'keigh. It is difficult to explain. You Mon'keigh usually do it once while us Eldar have to do it many, many times. I do not know how that..Ling he calls himself managed to even get Far-Seer Macha to bear children. My point is we did it many times to the point we drained our reproductive systems.[/i][/b]" I shit you not this was actually explained in a book.
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"Ah I understand now.. You learn something every day, don't you? Like the fact that not every elf.. Or Eldar.. Is a dagger eared, snooty prick. Some are actually very decent once they stop being edgy." [i]He said, grinning like a little shit. Because he's one tbh. [/i] Wat.
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"And I become an awkward, groping, loud, lousy, sometimes vulgar little shit. You're not too bad, honestly. Hell, it's even amusing at times.. Now, I hope you don't mind me asking, but I've been curious: what is going on between you and Arknin? I understand if you don't want to answer.."
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"Ah, experimenting is fun.. Stopped doing it after I left academy though." [i]He said, remembering the shit he had done when his life was about booze, parties, and being hungover during tests and exams. He never did any sexual acts tho. Cuz das ghey[/i] [spoiler]Yes I did that. [/spoiler]
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Well Ciarn has the case of being aroused most of the time even when it's inappropriate. he seriously considered cutting off his dick at one point. "[b][i]Well I just hope i don't end up a lonely person. That is going to be depressing.[/i][/b]" And Depression is very serious.
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[i]He tilts his head a little, one of his eyebrows raised in curiosity. He then pushes himself away form the warehouse door with a groan of pain, and limped to the crate before looking up at Ciarn. [/i] "Woah.. Can I open it?"
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"Booze, eh? Are you trying to get my addicted?" [i]He said with a joking tone and a chuckle, before gripping the sides of the crate's lid with his right hand, prying it open with a bit of effort. He then stares at the content, grinning widely.[/i] "You wanna share a bottle?"
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"I'll hide the bottles in my mech, plenty of space there. Nobody would check there, besides me. And that is nice to hear." [i]He said, grabbing a bottle and popping the cork or whatever. [/i] "You want your own bottle, or do you wanna share one? I don't mind either way."
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He reached in and grabbed a bottle and uncorked it. "[b][i]I'm getting my own.[/i][/b]" Ciarn pulled off his helmet, cue Maybelline effects. The Eldar took a swig of the bottle. "[b][i]Ooh...a bit stronger than i thought.[/i][/b]"
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[i]He raised his own bottle with his right hand while leaning against the box. He said, with a cheery tone, [/i] "Cheers!" [i]And took a sip, letting the alcohol dwell around his mouth and stuff before, of course, drinking that stuff, taking a moment to.. investigate the effects afterwards. [/i]
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"[b][i]I actually made more tastes. But I'll probably pass out before then. Stronger than I anticipated.[/i][/b]" He drank some more. "[b][i]Mine tastes like...[/i][/b]" Ciarn said something in Eldar, to which Lucas could barely comprehend.
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"Tastes like what? Elvish.. stuff.. Damnit Tolkien.." [i]He grinned, having a fond memory for a quick second, ending once he took a swig from the Spiced Wine Eldar. [/i] "What kinda tastes you made? Mint.. some weird elvish thing.."
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"[b][i]You want to know who is a complete dick? Eldrad Ulthran. I mean like he's probably the reason why I'm a perverted drunk mess! He knows he is extremely powerful and all that and uses it to ruin other peoples days![/i][/b]" Ciarn rambled on. "[b][i]He's not even where I'm from but I KNOW he ruined me.[/i][/b]"
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"I dunno who that is, but I'm guessing he came in and used his psychic powers to fück you up, making you a 'mess'?" [i]He takes another swig from the wine, this time drinking more of the minty stuff, a grin apparent on his little shitty face. [/i]
