He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
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He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
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Ye old creator of characters
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
Vincent bared his teeth "No. We already had a number of lives at stake for this mission. We are not letting you in there". Soap shook his head "I am with the Major on this. Now let the lieutenant general go."
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
Vincent bared his teeth "No. We already had a number of lives at stake for this mission. We are not letting you in there". Soap shook his head "I am with the Major on this. Now let the lieutenant general go."
There is a louder beep. The explosive starts to tick. "Might wanna reconsider. You have 25 seconds."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
Vincent bared his teeth "No. We already had a number of lives at stake for this mission. We are not letting you in there". Soap shook his head "I am with the Major on this. Now let the lieutenant general go."
There is a louder beep. The explosive starts to tick. "Might wanna reconsider. You have 25 seconds."
Antonio snarled "You two. Get going. Alert Lock and Romero." He said and narrowed his eyes. Soap nodded and ran off, Vincent hesitantly stood there for a moment before shaking his head "I'm staying." He said.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
Vincent bared his teeth "No. We already had a number of lives at stake for this mission. We are not letting you in there". Soap shook his head "I am with the Major on this. Now let the lieutenant general go."
There is a louder beep. The explosive starts to tick. "Might wanna reconsider. You have 25 seconds."
Antonio snarled "You two. Get going. Alert Lock and Romero." He said and narrowed his eyes. Soap nodded and ran off, Vincent hesitantly stood there for a moment before shaking his head "I'm staying." He said.
"15 seconds to reconsider."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He doesn't accept the comm. "Let me talk to him in person."
Antonio snorts "No." He moves away "That would put our objective in jeopardy penedejo." he turned to Vincent, who stood like a guard dog beside the lieutenant colonel's side.
There is a click as he pulls a modified E-15 blaster rifle from his poncho and aims it directly at their head. "I wasn't asking."
*Which one is he pulling it on.*
*Antonio. Sorry should've specified.*
Antonio chuckles lightly "That's not nice." He said. Vincent looks like he is about to go feral, pulling out his knives, but Antonio raises a hand. "Go find the Sergeant, okay amigo?" He smiles. Vincent looks confused, unwilling to leave his side, but nods and runs off.
Antonio turns his attention back to them and raises a brow "Why do you want Soap?"
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
Vincent bared his teeth "No. We already had a number of lives at stake for this mission. We are not letting you in there". Soap shook his head "I am with the Major on this. Now let the lieutenant general go."
There is a louder beep. The explosive starts to tick. "Might wanna reconsider. You have 25 seconds."
Antonio snarled "You two. Get going. Alert Lock and Romero." He said and narrowed his eyes. Soap nodded and ran off, Vincent hesitantly stood there for a moment before shaking his head "I'm staying." He said.
"I'm not afraid to die. And if you die, you don't get it, your empire doesn't get it. Better to keep us both alive don't you agree?" Antonio said, his face splitting into a bright grin.
"Just more willing to talk face to face than the comms."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hm." He smiled "He's coming so I suggest you lower the weapon." He said.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I don't think I will." he says, lowering his hood. The stormtroopers helmet is cracked around the eyes, goggles covering the eyes themselves.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Antonio snorts and laughs slightly. Soap and Vincent appear from the brush. Soap narrows his eyes "What da [GP].. Get yer gun off my friend you [GP]." He said, his accent becoming heavier as he turns angry.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The trooper raises something in his right hand. There is a click as the explosive is primed. "Listen carefully. You boys make any moves against me and i'll blow us sky high. Understood?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Soap bared his teeth "What the [GP] do you want you bloody [GP]." He snarled.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Your gonna let me into that bunker with you. Theres something in there that the Empire wants."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Vincent bared his teeth "No. We already had a number of lives at stake for this mission. We are not letting you in there". Soap shook his head "I am with the Major on this. Now let the lieutenant general go."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
There is a louder beep. The explosive starts to tick. "Might wanna reconsider. You have 25 seconds."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*good morning folks*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Antonio snarled "You two. Get going. Alert Lock and Romero." He said and narrowed his eyes. Soap nodded and ran off, Vincent hesitantly stood there for a moment before shaking his head "I'm staying." He said.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*mornin. wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"15 seconds to reconsider."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What are you even looking for." Antonio asked.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*sure*
Thirteen is on his way to Sigil. Caramel is pacing the grounds, angry.
Nainai is writing.
Mauric is grinding a bunch of stuff with a mortar and pestle.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Classified. 10 seconds."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick plops down beside them. "Heya."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Hello!!” He grins at him. “How are you on this fine morning?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm not afraid to die. And if you die, you don't get it, your empire doesn't get it. Better to keep us both alive don't you agree?" Antonio said, his face splitting into a bright grin.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Doin alright. And you?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.