Cal points to the bounty board. 'Been a bunch of San line punks showed up on the Leo, been a flood or something so they all crawled out here. Could do with them dead, I'd join you for that'
"How much's the bounty?"
'50 EDens a head, so not bad'
"Bet. I'm in." Fives cracks their iron knuckles.
'Nice one. Good thing I've been upgrading Felix with the latest heat sensors. We should have those freaks dead pretty quick'. The drone by Cal's side chirps happily, making little 'pew pew' noises at the thought of a hunting trip
"Sweet. Let's get going."
Cal heads off into the darkness of the subway tunnel, gun in hand.
A huge, hulking man walks into the station, dressed in soft clothes and a grey canvas duster. He carries a book bag the size of a duffel bag and holds three roasted rats on skewers in one hand. He hums to himself, a deep, melodic tune in the voice of an opera bass. His face is expressionless, and he wears opaque sunglasses framed by his messy silver hair.
As he passes through a shadow, something can be seen... a lumbering wendigo of living darkness, glutted on vices too terrible to speak of.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A huge, hulking man walks into the station, dressed in soft clothes and a grey canvas duster. He carries a book bag the size of a duffel bag and holds three roasted rats on skewers in one hand. He hums to himself, a deep, melodic tune in the voice of an opera bass. His face is expressionless, and he wears opaque sunglasses framed by his messy silver hair.
As he passes through a shadow, something can be seen... a lumbering wendigo of living darkness, glutted on vices too terrible to speak of.
*wanna RP?*
*I would like that, yes please*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Cal heads off into the darkness of the subway tunnel, gun in hand.
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*It's time to bring in another demon of Gourmet Hell*
*One that can convert the flesh of other creatures into pseduo-syn within his body in order to gain abilities based on their creature type*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'You dangerous then?'
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'Surely not everyone? Ya didn't set off a bomb, or snitch to the cops or something, did ya?'
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'What ya mean, magic? Like, that weird stuff that the guys in the tower do?'
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*sry, forget I said anything*
'Like, you're some kind of occult scientist?'
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'Magic tricks? Demonology? Not gonna turn me into a toad are ya?' Link jokes
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'Woah. How ya do that?'
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A huge, hulking man walks into the station, dressed in soft clothes and a grey canvas duster. He carries a book bag the size of a duffel bag and holds three roasted rats on skewers in one hand. He hums to himself, a deep, melodic tune in the voice of an opera bass. His face is expressionless, and he wears opaque sunglasses framed by his messy silver hair.
As he passes through a shadow, something can be seen... a lumbering wendigo of living darkness, glutted on vices too terrible to speak of.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I would like that, yes please*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'That stuff, you can just do it? I thought only the priests could do crazy stuff like that'
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'That's sick! No wonder them up there are after you'
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