A large crash can be heard outzide of the warehouse, as if something smashed into the ground. A few minutes later, a man walks in. He's wearing a spacesuit, which is covered in dust and soot, and is slightly aflame. He's holding a helmet under his right arm, and has a pole in his left hand which bares the Great and Glorious British flag. He walks up to the bar.
"Where am I?"
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
'Well, we performed, and it was epic! My drumming really lifted it' Fiver butts in. Triley stands there awkwardly, as he knows that Fiver is about to be fired. 'So, you're British then...?' he starts, trying to move the conversation away from Fiver.
'Well, we performed, and it was epic! My drumming really lifted it' Fiver butts in. Triley stands there awkwardly, as he knows that Fiver is about to be fired. 'So, you're British then...?' he starts, trying to move the conversation away from Fiver.
"Yes, I am. I hate to repeat myself, but could I ask where I am?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
A large crash can be heard outzide of the warehouse, as if something smashed into the ground. A few minutes later, a man walks in. He's wearing a spacesuit, which is covered in dust and soot, and is slightly aflame. He's holding a helmet under his right arm, and has a pole in his left hand which bares the Great and Glorious British flag. He walks up to the bar.
"Where am I?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Shame, they're great*
"Oh, really? What happened?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
'Well, we performed, and it was epic! My drumming really lifted it' Fiver butts in. Triley stands there awkwardly, as he knows that Fiver is about to be fired. 'So, you're British then...?' he starts, trying to move the conversation away from Fiver.
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"Yes, I am. I hate to repeat myself, but could I ask where I am?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
'Nordern Station, off the coast of what used to be San Francisco. So I'm guessing you're a little far from home'
*Hey Drummer, how're you doing?*
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